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Girl Trouble - The Garden of Earthly Delights Copyright 2006 Rachael Ross
all rights reserved Story Codes: f/tg, First, Romance, Teen, Pregnant

   Synopsis: The continuing story of Amanda, a 13 year old girl who finds
out she isn't like all of the other girls in the feminist community of
Venice, Vermont.  With her best friend, Becky, Amanda explores those
differences and the unexpected feelings the two girls share for each other.
Note: This is the second chapter of Girl Trouble and I seriously suggest
that you read the first chapter before starting this one.

   =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

   Girl Trouble Chapter 2 - The Garden of Earthly Delights

   By Rachael

   "How come you always have to stay after school, Amanda?" Becky asked me.

   She was my best friend and I'd known her my whole life just about.  She
was almost 14, like me, and our birthdays were just a few days apart so we
usually had one party for both of us, which was fun.  Her mom, Nancy, wrote
plays mostly and she had a dog named Tony because her girlfriend, Sonya,
had wanted to cheer Nancy up one night.  I guess it worked because right
after that, according to Becky, her mom had written a play called
"Dogsmith" and she'd gotten another Tony, except that one was a little
statue.

   Nancy was working on a new play now, but not for Broadway, it was for
our little one room schoolhouse.  Sonya said it was going to be the best
school play ever and she would know, she was a director.  A real one and
she had a couple gold statues of her own in the kitchen, but one was named
Oscar.  She used Tony to crush garlic mostly.  Oscar was her meat
tenderizer.

   "I know you don't get in trouble." Becky kept talking, "So what's the
deal?"

   We were sitting by the creek, which was close by the school.  It was a
Saturday though, so that was just coincidence.  There weren't any fish in
the creek, just tadpoles and minnows, but you had to watch out for snapping
turtles too.  My mom always made me wear sneakers if we were gonna catch
tadpoles.  She didn't want me losing a toe, she'd said, and that had scared
me so much I hardly ever went catching tadpoles anymore.  But I was too big
for that anyway now.

   "I dunno." I shrugged, even though I did know.

   Ms.  Peterson was helping me keep my penis soft because it got hard all
the time now.  Sometimes for no reason at all it seemed like, other times
just because I would see Ms.  Peterson smiling at me.  I liked it when she
smiled at me, and so did my penis, I guess.  Other times, like at night, I
would lie in bed and think about stuff.  Mostly wondering what I was going
to be when I grew up, but sometimes I thought about Ms.  Peterson, or some
boy that I'd never meet, or even Becky sometimes, except I'd never tell her
that.

   I didn't think bad stuff and it wasn't even like sex stuff really.  I'd
just think about sitting with her and talking and that would give me a
cramp, you know?  My penis would get bigger and I'd think about her more
and then I'd think about Mary Ellen squeezing it in her hand, and then I'd
think about Ms.  Peterson kissing it and then...Well, you get the idea.

   "Yeah, you do." Becky frowned at me.  "You got a secret, huh?"

   "No." I shook my head.  The wind was blowing my golden hair all around
my face and I gathered it up, twisting it into a long pony tail, mostly so
I had something to do.

   "Come on, Amanda." Becky said.  "You gotta tell me."

   She knew me too good and we'd never had a secret, not a single one. 
Most people didn't have any secrets though, at least not in our little town
of Venice, Vermont.  But I had one and so did Ms.  Peterson and Becky knew
it.  She was my best friend though and I started thinking maybe it would be
okay to tell her.  I mean she was like my sister, except we were related by
choice instead of chance.  That's what Becky's mom had said best friends
were.  She was really good with words and saying stuff that made a lot of
sense when you stopped to think about it.  She made me want to be a writer,
but I'm not that smart.

   "It's cause of my penis." I said, tying my hair into what was probably a
really ugly knot at the back of my head.

   "What about it?" Becky asked.  She knew I had a penis and testicles,
everyone did, but everyone knew I was a girl too, so it was okay.

   "It gets hard sometimes." I patted myself on the head and looked at
Becky.  "How's this look?"

   "Like a scarecrow head." She laughed at me.  "Let me do it." She got
close behind me and started trying to fix my hair.

   Becky was really cute, with brown hair streaked with a little red in it,
and nice brown eyes.  She had one of those really open faces, the sort that
you just liked looking at because it was like a mirror that only reflected
good things.  When I looked at her and saw her smile I always felt better
about myself, and I think everyone felt like that.  Becky had a lot of
friends.  But I was her best friend and that made me special too.

   "So why do you have to stay after school?" She asked me.

   "You can't tell anybody, okay?" I turned my head a little, just enough
to see her face.  "I promised Ms.  Preston I wouldn't say anything to
anybody."

   "Yeah, okay." She nodded seriously and then she smiled, tugging my hair
playfully.  "I knew you had a secret."

   "Ow!  Hey." I said, but I was smiling too, it felt sorta good knowing I
was gonna tell somebody.  I didn't like having a secret very much.

   "Humphh." Becky giggled, probably thinking I deserved it.

   "My penis gets hard, you know?" I'd shown it to her before and Becky
nodded.  "Mostly in school, so after school Ms.  Preston, she...uh, well
she kisses it.  Sorta."

   "Kisses it?" Becky sat back a little and I turned my head.

   "Yeah, lick licks it and sucks it and stuff." I nodded.  "And then I get
a wet dream, except I'm not sleeping."

   "You mean your stuff comes out?" Becky asked.  "That sperm stuff?"

   "Yeah, I guess so." We didn't have a real sex education class or
anything, but Becky's mom had explained it all to her, and my mom had kinda
explained it to me.  We knew about sperm and eggs and all that, but it
sounded kinda gross to me.  Most sex stuff seemed sorta gross, except
kissing maybe.  And hugging, that sounded okay.

   "Then what?" Becky turned my head away and went back to work on my hair.
She was making a triple braid.

   "What do you mean?" I asked.  "Then I feel better, it isn't too hard
anymore."

   "No, I mean what happens when your stuff comes out?" Becky giggled.

   "You wanna know about that?" I almost turned my head but Becky wouldn't
let me.

   "Well, yeah.  Why not?  It's cool." She was happy about it for some
reason.

   "You don't think it's gross?" I asked.

   "No, why is it gross?" She asked with genuine curiosity.

   "I don't know." I shrugged.  "Ms.  Preston doesn't think it's gross
either, she just swallows it."

   "Really?" Becky giggled.  "That's kinda weird, maybe she'll get
pregnant."

   "What?" I laughed.  "You can't get pregnant like that!"

   "I know." Becky shrugged.  "But it would be pretty funny,"

   "Yeah." I agreed.

   "I wonder what it tastes like." Becky said a moment later.  "You ever
try it?"

   "Me?" I shook my head, forgetting for a second that Becky was holding my
hair kinda tightly.  "Ow...No."

   "Don't move, Amanda, jeeze you almost ruined it." Becky sighed.

   "Sorry."

   "I bet it tastes pretty good." Becky decided.

   "I dunno." I moved a little and pressed my hand against my crotch cause
now my penis was getting hard again.

   "Hey um, can I try it?" Becky's voice was softer, like somebody might
hear us, but there wasn't anybody around and we were in the woods anyway.

   "Try what?" I asked her.

   "Tasting it."

   "No!" I did turn my head then, staring at my best friend.

   "Why not?  You let Ms.  Preston do it!"

   "That's different." I said

   "Why?"

   "I don't know, cause it is." I said, but my penis was really hard now
and I didn't understand why it always did that when I really didn't want it
to.

   "Come on, please?" Becky was still talking soft.  "Give me a rubber
band."

   "I don't have one." I said.  "I didn't bring my purse."

   "Me neither." Becky laughed.  "Oh well." She let go of my hair and the
nice tight braid went slack, starting to unravel in the wind.

   I turned back around so I was facing her again, sitting Indian style
with my skirt over my thighs.  She was wearing one of her old dresses, all
yellow and faded and a little too small for her now that she was growing
up. Becky had little boobs finally and I could see the bumps of her
nipples. I looked away from them, wishing my boobs would start growing, but
knowing that maybe they wouldn't.

   "So, you gonna let me do it?" Becky asked me.

   "I don't know." I rubbed my nose.

   "Is it hard right now?" Becky was looking down, like she might see
something, but my penis was trapped tight in my panties and it kind of hurt
a little.

   "Yeah." I licked my lips.

   "I'm kinda wet." Becky giggled.

   "What do you mean?" I looked at her closely and she blushed a little.

   "You know, Like I told you before, sometimes it just gets...wet." She
shrugged.  "Inside."

   "Oh." I nodded, feeling my penis jerk a little.

   She had told me about that before, how sometimes she felt wet down
between her legs.  But it wasn't like water, she'd told me, it was more
like buttery kind of, warm and slippery and it felt good.  My mom told me
that was how some girls get when they feel special, like when my penis got
hard.  But I wasn't too sure it was the same thing because my penis got
hard all the time and it didn't make me feel all that special.

   "You wanna see my pussy?" Becky asked me slowly.  "I mean I can show
you, now it's wet." Becky's mom called it a pussy, I knew, and that was why
Becky called it that.  My mom always called it a vagina, at least when she
talked to me about it.

   "Sure, yeah." I nodded.  I hadn't seen her when she was wet before.

   "Okay." Becky bit her bottom lip and smiled and then she was reaching
under her dress, pulling off her panties completely as she lifted her butt.
"Here..." She breathed, pulling her dress up enough so I could see between
her spread legs.

   Becky had just a little bit of brown hair, just a wisp of it above her
slit, and I couldn't really tell if she was wet or not.  It looked like a
soft crease between her tanned thighs.  She reached down though, using her
fingers carefully to pull at her skin and a second later I could see the
inside and it was pink and wet looking, glistening in the sunlight and
Becky looked up with a smile.

   "See?" She asked.

   "Yeah, it is wet.  Does it hurt?" I asked.

   "Of course not.  Why would it hurt?  It feels good, but like it could
feel better too, I don't know." She giggled, pulling her pussy a little
wider so we could see the funny little folds inside.

   "My penis hurts." I said, and it really did.

   "Take it out then, its okay." Becky smiled at me.

   "Okay." I said, deciding to take my panties off too.  I felt them wet
and a minute later I was sitting with my skirt around my waist, my penis
jutting straight up in front of me.

   "You get wet too, huh?" Becky was looking at my penis and it was sort of
wet.

   "Yeah." I shrugged.  "It's like water."

   "My mom said a boy's penis goes inside the girl's vagina." Becky told
me, looking down at her sex.  "You think it fits?"

   "I don't know." I shrugged.  "My mom said the same thing, it goes in and
then the stuff comes out and you get a baby."

   "A baby would be cool." Becky laughed.

   "Yeah." I agreed.

   "You wanna try it?" Becky grinned at me.

   "Making a baby?" I asked.  "With you?  Um..." I shrugged.  "Maybe."

   "It would be pretty nice having a baby." Becky was rubbing herself a
little and I couldn't help but reach down to feel my penis, giving it a
squeeze so a little bit more of the clear wetness came out the tip.

   "You think its okay?" I asked Becky, I was thinking maybe putting my
penis inside her would feel pretty good, especially if she was really as
small down there as she looked.  My penis really liked being squeezed.

   "Yeah." Becky said and her voice was kind of husky.  "My mom didn't ever
say I couldn't.  I mean why would she tell me all that stuff if I wasn't
sposed to do it?"

   "I dunno." I nodded.  "My mom never said I couldn't do it either."

   "So are we gonna?" Becky wriggled a little on the grass and her pussy
was really wet now.

   "I guess so." I smiled.  "I don't know how though."

   "Me neither." Becky giggled nervously and I think both of our hearts
were thumping pretty good.  "Just um...here..."

   Becky laid back on the grass, moving a little to find a soft comfortable
spot.

   "...just get on top of me, okay?" She waited with her soft eyes shining
in the sunlight.

   "Okay, ummm...like this?" I moved so I was between her legs, pulling my
dress up and sliding up her body until the blunt round head of my penis
bumped into her vagina, making us both laugh.

   "Yeah, like that." Becky whispered.  She was laying there smiling and
making me feel special.

   "I'm kinda scared." I told her, propped up on my arms so I didn't lay on
her or anything.  My long blonde hair had come totally loose again and it
fell around us like a golden shroud or something.

   "Me too, but its okay." Becky nodded slightly.  "Everybody does this,
right?"

   "Yeah, I guess so." I was aching down there between my legs and I really
wanted to get my penis inside her.  I was moving my hips a little, sort of
poking at her and Becky was giggling.

   "Wait...wait...uh, let me help..." She said, reaching down and I gasped
when I felt her fingers around my penis.  "...it's hot!"

   "Yeah." I giggled.  "Uh...is it there...mmmm..." I could feel her
rubbing it around trying to find her slit.

   "I can't tell." She laughed.  "This is hard!"

   "Yeah....oh..."

   "Wait...there..."

   "Ummm..."

   "Push, Amanda..." Becky breathed and she was looking in my eyes when I
did as she said, pushing down and forward with my hips. 
"...sloooow...slow..." She sucked a hard breath and I stopped.

   "Did it hurt?" I asked, swallowing hard.

   "Yeah, just a little..." Becky nodded.  "...it's okay...okay...try
it...just slow..."

   "Okay." I promised, pushing just a little and it was like I was stuck,
my penis wasn't going in anymore, it was mostly sort of trying to bend,
except it was too hard for that.

   "Owww!" Becky winced and I pulled back.

   "I'm sorry, Beck...I'm sorry." I was saying.

   "It's okay..." She was breathing hard.  "It was just stuck."

   We didn't say anything for a minute; we just stayed like that, breathing
hard.  I was burning up all over and my penis was throbbing.  I just wanted
to get it in her, but I didn't want to hurt Becky either.  She was flushed
and sweating a little and moving her hips, sort of rubbing her pussy around
my penis.  It wasn't inside her anymore and I could tell she wanted it too,
maybe as much as me even, at least it seemed like it.

   "You wanna try again?" Becky asked me.

   "I don't want to hurt you." I said.

   "I know, it's just cause I'm too small." She frowned.  "Just try one
more time, okay?"

   "Okay." I smiled down at her and kissed her, for no real reason except
it seemed like the right thing to do.  I'd kissed her before, on her cheek
lots of times, and she'd kissed me, but this one was on the lips.

   Becky smiled at me.  "I like that."

   "Me too." I licked my lips, imagining I could taste her.

   "Okay, here..." Becky was holding my penis again, guiding me to her
little hole.

   As soon as I felt it I pushed as slowly as I could and as soon as the
head of my penis was inside I knew it was hurting her, but she didn't say
anything.  She just looked in my eyes and tried to smile, nodding her head
and making soft little noises.  I was just barely inside her when we got
stuck again.

   "Just push, okay?" Becky asked me.  "Just push, really hard this time."

   "Are you sure?" I was breathing hard, we both were.

   "Yeah." Becky sat up a little and kissed me hard on the mouth.

   I was on my elbows and I had my arms underneath hers, so I could hold
Becky's shoulders, and I gripped her soft skin tightly as I pushed hard,
closing my eyes so I wouldn't see the pain on her face, and it felt like my
penis was breaking, but just for a second, and then something inside Becky
just popped and my whole penis went inside her before I could stop myself.

   "Ugghh!" Becky groaned loudly and she had her arms around me, hugging me
tight against her body and I still had my eyes closed, but my face was next
to hers, so close we were touching, and I could feel the wetness on her
cheeks.  Becky was crying.

   I was as far inside her as I could get though and it felt really good.
Her pussy was hot inside, and wet, like Ms.  Preston's mouth, but so tight
too.  Way tighter than anybody's hand had ever been.  Becky's vagina was
grabbing my penis like it would never let me go and I was afraid to try and
move, so I didn't and neither did Becky.

   "Are you okay?" I asked softly, opening my eyes and looking at Becky.

   "Yeah." She sighed.  "It hurt a little."

   "Does it still hurt?" I asked her, kissing at her wet cheeks because I
couldn't really move my hands.

   "No." She licked her lips and opened her eyes, smiling weakly.  "It's
just like a cramp sort of."

   "Okay." I said.

   "Can you kiss me again?" Becky was the most beautiful person in the
world.

   "Yeah." I kissed her, softly on the lips and then again and again.  Not
really doing anything except touching our lips because we didn't know very
much else than that, but as we kissed it made the rest of us want to move a
little too.

   "Mmm..." Becky sighed and I could feel her hips move, just a fraction,
like she was testing it, then she moved a little more, making me move. 
"It's okay...okay..." She was whispering between kisses.  "I feel so hot
down there."

   "Me too." I breathed, kissing her more and squeezing her shoulders.  My
penis was sliding a little easier; just a fraction of an inch back and
forth and it was like magic.  Not a specific feeling at all, just a general
all over good feeling that made me want to move more.

   After 3 or 4 minutes we were moving a lot and I could tell it hurt Becky
sometimes, but mostly she smiled and told me it didn't.  She said it felt
more good than it felt bad, and every time we moved it felt a little
better. I wanted to believe her, and I don't think Becky was lying, but I
was still really careful, even though my penis just wanted to go faster and
faster.

   "When does your stuff come out?" Becky asked me.

   "I don't know." I giggled a little.  "It just kinda happens."

   "I hope it doesn't happen right away." Becky giggled too, surprising me.
"I sorta like it like this."

   "Me too." I kissed her.  "I'm glad we're gonna have a baby."

   "Me too." Becky was moving more, a little side to side, but up and down
too.  "I wonder if it will be a boy or a girl."

   "A girl I hope."

   "Yeah." Becky nodded.  "I feel funny, like in my tummy."

   "You think there's a baby already?" I stared at her, freezing with my
penis all the way inside her.  "I didn't squirt yet."

   "I don't know." Becky shivered, pulling me with her hands.  "Keep
moving...don't stop..."

   I started moving more, pressing my lips to hers.  We were panting, both
of us feverish under that warm afternoon sun, and I was surprised when
Becky's soft delicate tongue found my open mouth.  It slipped inside,
tickling mine, and we suddenly figured out what kissing was really all
about.  I was sliding in and out of her more quickly now, my penis pressing
between the clasping folds of Becky's sex.  It seemed she was clutching at
me almost desperately, the tight warmth of her sex hungry and reluctant to
let me go.

   We were really doing it then, making love, making a baby, and the idea
was just as intoxicating to us as the physical sensations.  Becky was
moaning into my mouth, her fingernails digging through the thin blouse I
wore, into my back.  She was crying again, shivering and I could feel her
vagina spasm, her legs hooking around me, trying to pull me deeper.

   "Ohh...oh God...Amanda..." She gasped and I just kissed her, feeling my
own sex ready to burst at any moment.

   When it happened it was unexpected, as always, and almost painful.  I'd
been on the edge for so long and then my penis just seemed to swell and I
pushed myself as deep as I could, forcing my penis into the sweet confines
of Becky's sex one last time.  I was shooting my stuff, my sperm, harder
and longer than I'd ever had before.  I could barely keep myself from
collapsing on top of the girl; it was like every drop of strength I
possessed was pouring out of me.

   And we kissed all the while, breathing and moaning and sighing around
our tongues.  I'd stopped moving cause whenever I was squirting my penis
seemed to get too sensitive, and I just kept it inside her as deep as I
could.  Becky seemed to like it anyway, she'd been moving wildly before,
crying, but happily I thought, and now we were both quiet, smiling at each
other mostly.  She was playing with my hair and rubbing my back, and every
now and then my penis would jerk inside her, just a little one, adding more
13 year old sperm to what was already inside her 13 year old womb.

   "I love you." Becky whispered.  "You're my best friend."

   "You're my best friend too." I nodded.

   "Do you love me?"

   "I love you, Becky." I kissed her again.  "I'll always love you."

   "I'm glad it's your baby, Amanda." She giggled.  "Instead of some
boy's."

   "Really?" I smiled.

   "Yeah." Becky nodded.  "Maybe we can live together now."

   "I don't know." I rocked my hips a little, but my penis was still really
hard inside her.

   "That feels good." Becky rocked her hips too.

   "It doesn't hurt anymore?" I asked.

   "No, uh-uh, it feels really good." She lifted her head and kissed me. 
"It fits pretty good too."

   "I guess it does." I stuck out my tongue a little for no reason except I
was happy.  "My penis is still hard though."

   "I know." Becky sighed.  "I can feel it."

   "Do you want to do it some more?" I asked.

   Becky shrugged.

   "I mean we don't have to, if you don't want..."

   "I do, yeah." She laughed at me.  "It felt really weird at the end, like
I was flying or something except I wasn't."

   "You were crying too." I said.

   "Yeah, I know." She licked her lips.  "I couldn't help it."

   We were moving again, both of us, really slowly and it felt nice.  I
wondered if my penis would ever get soft while it was inside Becky's vagina
and part of me hoped it wouldn't.  I could have stayed like that forever I
think.

   "Did you shoot a lot?" Becky asked me, she had her legs around my waist,
her ankles crossed, and it was pretty comfortable like that cause it tilted
her slit up a little.  I could move my penis in and out of her all the way
and she just made a little face once in awhile, if I happened to touch the
wrong spot inside her where Becky was still tender.

   "Yeah.  I think so." We'd been doing it again for almost 10 minutes
probably, which seemed like a long time.

   "Maybe you don't have anymore." She suggested.

   "Do you want me to stop?" I asked her.

   "No, it's okay.  I like it if you like it."

   "I like it if you like it too." I laughed and so did Becky.

   We kissed some more because Becky really liked that, and so did I.  It
helped too and pretty soon I could feel it coming again, that sort of
strange pressure building up, feeling good way down deep.  Becky was
smiling, shining brightly with a soft golden glow, and she was enjoying it
I think, even if she wasn't really flying again like before.

   "I'm gonna shoot...." I swallowed hard, we were going faster and it was
nice, but I think it was hurting Becky.  She had her eyes closed and just
nodded and then pulled me hard, wrapping herself around me and kissing me
when she felt my penis shooting again.

   "Ohhh...that's nicccce..." She sighed and I wished I knew how it felt
for her, feeling my sperm coming out all in a hot rush like that.

   It was just as good the second time for me, well, almost as good anyway.
It still felt great and I was squirting a lot of my sperm inside her again.
She held me while I groaned and just held my penis still, as far into her
vagina as I could, and this time I could feel it getting smaller right
away. It was sort of pushed out of her, more than I pulled it out, probably
because her soft little muscles were still trying to squeeze my penis. 
They squeezed me right out and that was okay, except Becky said it was sort
of messy.

   "Oh." Becky was sitting up and looking down at her slit.  It looked a
little bigger than before, and a lot redder, and a hundred times wetter. 
My sperm was coming out too, just a little, all whitish and streaked pink.
Becky had some red stains on her thighs too, way up high, close to her
swollen sex, and it had to be blood.

   I looked at my penis, but it was normal, small and soft now, kind of
wrinkly and wet, maybe a little bit of red on it, but it wasn't my blood.

   "Are you bleeding?" I asked Becky.  "Did you get your period?"

   "I don't know, I don't think so." She looked a little worried.  "I got
my period two weeks ago."

   "Did I hurt you?" I asked, feeling scared.

   "No, uh-uh.  It hurt at first, but now it doesn't really hurt at all."
Becky touched herself, putting a finger inside slowly.  "Ow...it hurts
there, kinda." She hadn't got very deep at all and when she took her finger
out it was wet with a little blood.

   "Maybe it just got stretched too much." I said.

   "Yeah." Becky nodded.  "I'm okay.  Weird."

   "Weird." I agreed, thinking all sex stuff was weird.

   "You think I should wash it?" Becky asked me.

   "Are you pregnant already?" I asked, pulling up my panties.

   "I think so.  Mom said it happens really fast." Becky shrugged.

   "Maybe you oughta wait, just in case it doesn't." I suggested.

   "Yeah, maybe." Becky nodded.  She put on her own panties, still sitting
down.  "It's gonna be messy though." She giggled.  "You had a lot of
sperm."

   I giggled.  "Yeah, I know.  Sorry."

   "Sorry?" Becky leaned over and gave me a hug.  "You don't have to be
sorry for that, its better, right?"

   "Yeah, I guess." I stood up.  "Come on, we can go tell your mom your
pregnant."

   "Yeah!" Becky grinned.  "And then we can tell your mom too."

   "You wanna sleep over tonight?" I asked, helping Becky to her feet.

   "Sure, okay." Becky winced a little.  "I guess it does still hurt a
little." But then she smiled and we just walked slowly back to her house,
which wasn't too far away anyhow.  We held hands and it was the best day of
my life I think.

   We talked all the way too, about what kind of baby we were gonna have
and what we were gonna name it.  It was fun and exciting and I thought it
was the coolest thing the world.  I asked Becky to marry me when we were
almost at her house and she said yeah, but she'd have to ask her mom first.
I just shrugged.  I had to ask mine too, but I didn't figure they'd say no.
We were best friends and in love and we were gonna have a baby.  It was
better than the best day of my life.

   It was perfect.
   End chapter 2 rache696@yahoo.com http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/rache/www/index.htm

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