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Chapter 17 by latexdoll latexdoll

Go out for dinner?

Why not bring dinner here?

You stand there looking at Marcy for several seconds before anyone speaks. Marcy finally breaks the silence, “We could just order pizza for delivery.”

Steve points at her, “I like her. Pizza, definitely pizza. Marcy, right? You come over here, I will personally help you get your character made. We call this a quick dinner break. Bobby, Daniel, you are in charge of more drinks and snacks, lots of snacks. We are playing till dawn. Vanessa you take your new little pet and go to Frank’s and get us three larges.”

“Pet.” You whisper.

“Sure. Okay. It’ll be fun, right?” Marcy says looking at you.

“Ya, I will go with Vanessa and get…”

Vanessa is suddenly between the two of you, “I’m driving. Come on Alex, you can call on the way.” She takes your hand and tugs you out the door. “Love your shoes by the way. Super cute.”

“Thanks.” You say trying to keep up with her, effectively getting a crash course in walking fast in heels.

Moments later she has the garage door open and you are staring at her cool BMW. She catches you staring, “Know how to handle a stick?”

“Ya, I’ve driven a civic si, it was pretty fast.”

“Okay, very cool, I wasn’t sure if you had a Fiat because you were a bit of a car nut or it was just what mommy bought you.” She gives you a mean smile. “Wanna drive?”

“Heck ya. Can I?”

“Hmm. What’s in it for me?”

“Oh I don’t know. What would you even want?”

“Oh, now that’s a very loaded question. Hmm. You are pretty cute. How about a kiss, like a full minute kiss.”

You laugh, she is just grinning, “Wait, are you serious?” She nods. “You want to kiss me?” The shock is evident in your voice. “I, um, I’ve never actually kissed a girl before.” You admit, suddenly feeling ****.

“Seriously?” She asks, you shake your head. “Wow, you just give off the vibe that you like girls. So you aren’t even curious? Wow, so just all dick all the time. My bad. Now the real question.” She scratches her chin trying to look thoughtful, “Do I tell you my secret?”

“What secret?” You ask.

She pulls out her phone, “Oh my look at the time. We better go. Guess I’m driving. Oh unless you wanted that kiss?”

Do you want a kiss?

Yes.

No.

Ask more questions.

Interested in a kiss?

More fun
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