00:42:12.040Yes.11700:42:12.480 --> 00:42:14.640Make some c...mment about that.11800:42:14.680 --> 00:42:17.240Well, it is something that is bearable.11900:42:17.280 --> 00:42:19.920Was it a lot for you?12000:42:20.520 --> 00:42:24.120Yes, it was a lot.12100:42:24.160 --> 00:42:27.200Could you swallow the same quantity again?12200:42:27.240 --> 00:42:29.880Noooo! Noooo!12300:42:30.840 --> 00:42:32.760It. He should know. From you, sis.”“I’ll think about it, Kel.”Charlotte’s yellow Bug was already in the driveway, and Kelly hopped out next to it, before Jenny put the BMW in the garage. Kelly saw Charlotte in the driver’s seat, and hopped into the other seat, and impulsively hugged her before seeing the blonde had been crying. She stroked her hair, and held her more tightly when she heard the tears start again.“I fucking hate her.” Then her soft weeping turned into harsh, wracking sobs. Kelly held. “Everyone had to toe the line in that class. Get in line, don’t fidget, follow instructions to the letter, don’t question her authority, don’t question her logic, don’t question her answers, don’t question. I’m sorry, but I did question. She couldn’t stand me.”Dee Dee said, “And did the school district test you?”“Oh, yeah. I took some IQ test thing. What do I know, I was six? I had at least a small moment of triumph. Madame Hitler was there in a meeting with my parents and the school. I finally decided to flex my creative muscle a bit and become a moreactive member of the community here on FM. I have much bigger plans thanthis, actually. This was merely a side-though while developing a muchlarger literary concept. A driving theme to all my works that will beposted here. But my overarching idea isn't TG in and of itself, so I feltit was more respectful of your community to start out with more run-of-the-mill bits of drabbling wank-fic.Read More
