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Chapter 27 by GoodBoy GoodBoy

What does she do?

You don't find out right away

Miranda paces back and forth a bit, then throws her hands up in the air.

"I can't deal with this right now." She looks at you with a completely blank expression. "I'll see you at school."

She disappears. You start to wonder what she's going to do, but then the **** that was pinning you to the wall disappears and you fall to the floor with a loud thump.

"James!" calls your mother again. "You'd better be getting ready for school!"

"Yes, Mom!" you yell back. You look at your hard cock, then look at the clock. There's no time to deal with your pent up need properly, so you jump into the shower and set it to freezing. It cools you down a little, but by the time you get dressed the thoughts of everything you've done in the last day make your pants tent out again. You sneak out of your house to avoid dealing with your mom.

Classes are very frustrating. Since you don't have any periods with Miranda in the morning, you have no idea what she's doing with the powers. Finally, lunch time rolls around and you go looking for her at the cafeteria table you usually share.

When you find her you stop short. Her beauty is absolutely amazing. It's not just the new breasts, or the height, or the clear skin, though those things are amazing. It's also all the things you didn't notice for years, like her almond eyes, her long black hair, or her adorable, slightly up-turned nose. The new things and the old combine to make her irresistible.

You're not the only one who thinks so. The table is full of the best looking guys and girls at the school, all paying attention to Miranda. Judging by her laughter, she's enjoying their company, too.

You walk up to her and try to get close. It's hard, since there are already more people at the table than it can handle and none of them seems to think you're worth making room for.

"Hey, uh, Miranda?"

She turns and looks at you blankly. "Yes?"

The situation feels familiar. Not because you've known Miranda forever, but because it reminds you of all the times you've ever asked out a girl who was out of your league. "Yeah, I was wondering, uh, could we...? You glance around, overly aware of all the people at the table watching. "Can we get together? After school?"

Miranda's eyes flutter, barely betraying her efforts to look totally emotionless. "Like a date?"

"What? Um, no... I mean-"

"I can't. I'm seeing someone."

"You are?" This is new. "Who?"

Miranda looks around you and smiles. "Right behind you?"

Who is it?

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