Marie loved to write fiction, especially erotic fiction. She had hundreds of erotic stories on her tablet, which had been stolen five months ago. Whoe...ver stole it had edited some of the racier stories so they appeared to be diary entries. One day she was a popular cheerleader, who all the boys wanted to date and all the girls envied. Then the faux diaries got posted all over social media sites. Now she was an outcast. No parent would let their daughter be friends with her, never mind dating;. I can see her every day what she is doing and who is coming to her shop and with whom she is talking every day every day I’m watching her after 1 weekShe saw me from her shop as am standing outside of my building. I told hi to her for that she did not give any response to me. I have decided to go to her shop and try my luck. One day I went to her shop and sit in front of a system and seeing her but first time.I did not talk to her as I’m nervous so came back after one week I again went to her. I tried to scale it back a bit. "You have to take yours off, only fair."I hopped off the bed and lifted my shirt off. My boobs tickled as the shirt pass over my nipples. She walked up to me and fondled them awkwardly. "I've always preferred yours." I stood still as her warm hands explored me, saying nothing, enjoying her touch. "You're awfully quiet," she said, smiling."It's nice, just enjoying it." She tweaked one nipple, enjoying watching it harden up. I sighed gently. "To the dare, then...". "It wouldn't be a secret!" Grandpa," Brie said warningly. "You started this so you have to finish it. That's what you always tell me." Okay ... Okay," Ben grumped.He looked at the closed door furtively, then gestured for Brie to come closer, including Jimmy in the invitation. His granddaughter leaned closer, and Jimmy scooted closer so both their heads were nearer to Ben's."The Secret of Life is ... we're all going to die," Ben said in a stage whisper, but his voice was very serious.2 - The.