Follow them? Or let them have their fun?
You follow them
You turn into the small alley that Hailey dragged Emma down and see her pinning Emma to the wall, kissing her neck, her hand running up her thigh. You pause for a second and enjoy the site of Emma moaning softly at her friends touch.
When Haily reaches under the skirt Emma is wearing though, she frowns.
"Hailey, don't..."
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