‘Shit. I’m sorry. I’m…we’re going through a rough patch, that’s all.’ I must have looked as disbelieving as I felt because she grabbed m...y hand gently. ‘Seriously. I’m fine, okay? Now tell me what we’re doing today, because I feel like getting something tattooed. Or pierced.’ I scratched at my chin, temporarily letting her change the subject. ‘Shane wants me to buy something slutty, but I don’t know. Every time I buy lingerie he rips it off so it seems like a waste of money.’ Sydney put her. The breath was so familiar I knew it was Brandon. Of course, I didn't think anything else, but it was dark and I couldn't see who was behind me. A few gentle strokes of my cock and it was hard as a rock. I reached back to find Brandon's dick and without any problems grabbed it and surrounded his shaft with the palm of my hand. Our tongues were battling for supremacy as we played with each other's cocks. I could feel the pre-cum flowing from the head of Brandon's dick onto my right hip. I wiped. It’s embarrassing.” But she kept her remove all of her clothing besides the shirt. As the panties came off. She touched the girl’s clean vagina. Her fingers went right up into the other girl. She gasped in pleasure and started moving on the desk. Her hips humping her fingers. Sally looked over at Mr. Samuels and grinned then she plunged her tongue into her new friends hole. Cassie screamed in pleasure. At the same time. A boy, who was only really excited because of all the male testosterone in. Suddenly, your thoughts are interrupted by a voice from nowhere and everywhere."That is exactly what this is; 'What if'." W-what do you mean?" The idea of talking to some disembodied voice does not, strangely enough, bother you nearly as much as the voice itself."Simply put, this is the thought space. This is where thoughts become reality. Whatever you think here can and will become your new reality. However, you can not simply create reality the way you want it. There are certain...rules that.