I was 30 minutes or so in when it became apparent that only the real deal would cut it. I screenshotted the image on the phone in front of me, Michell...e B being double penetrated, and immediately sent it to Christine. As soon as it had sent I had realised what a stupid move it was but it was too late. Despite it being the early hours of the morning the reply was almost immediate "What the fuck have you sent me that for?"There were no kisses, no greeting and it was quite clear I had crossed a. "What did you do with my hair band?" It's in my pocket."I reached to put my hand in his pocket. "Let me get it." No way," he said and tried to dodge my hand. He was laughing and I was trying to catch him. He tripped and fell and I was on him before he knew what happened. We were on the sand, me on top of him and I was trying to put my hand in his pocket. How do you suppose that looked? And do you suppose that I cared?Nobody seemed to care. Those that did look just laughed and shook their heads.. Are there any teens present who can hold a conversation without making me feel like an antiquated ass?MELODY: Aww. I'm sorry. I don't think you're an ass.aroslav: Oh?MELODY: Just antiquated.aroslav: [sigh] Since we already have the vital statistics out of the way, why don't you tell me about school to start with? What's your major?MELODY: Textiles.aroslav: What does that include?MELODY: Weaving, knitting, braiding, knotting, crocheting, needlepoint, dying, and pretty much anything that has to. For the last day and a half my mind had been in turmoil about the revelations I had discovered and I really needed to clear my head, so I decided to take a drive around for a while, away from all the noise. When I came back to the house about forty-five minutes later, the front door was wide open, so I walked right in. Most of the lights were now switched off and the music was even louder. I needed to take a piss so I went upstairs to the toilet. When I had finished, I was about to leave when I.