And it was quite rough atthe same time; because he saw many kids tell other kids that he wasn'treal. Sadly, he knew it was necessary. The world became... more and morecynical and horrible, and kids became cynical at a very young age now.Every time a kid stopped believing in him, one of the screens in thevigilance room shut down. And now they were at a low point.He finished reading the letter of a girl who asked for a Nintendo Switchand he picked up the letter of Charlie Milestone. He smiled.. She stood up and pulled his bedsheet away. He was average height and a touch scrawny, with brown hair in a sensible boy's style, and eyeglasses on the nightstand. He fit the cliché extremely well. He was wearing a light cotton t-shirt and shorts as pajamas. She grabbed the shorts and the briefs underneath them and pulled them down to his ankles. "What…" was all he could say before her mouth closed over his cock. It became hard almost instantly. He moaned, "Ooohhhh." She released it from her. "No" squealed Miranda but Queenie pulled again and this time the sleeves tore away and she was able to throw the ruined shirt away into the far corner of the room, leaving just the sleeves draped over her lower arms, "You're in real trouble now, that was expensive." she complained."It was tat you little liar," Queenie chortled "Supermarket Tat, nice bra though," she mumbled, as she flipped the catch, the tension released it fell forward revealing Miranda's small delicate breasts, "My god it's. Friday night time to go clubbing It was a fancy dress as school girls, and I was dressed the part… White blowse with my top buttons open Black Miniskirt Fishnet tights and loosely worn tie We arived at the club and had a brilliant time, wild challenges to win free champagne, wet t-shirt competitions. In the mist of all this excitement and getting a little d***k i lost my friends, I wasnt perticularly bothered since I normally bump back into them, and its a brilliant night to be wasting time.