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From: Paige Summter <paige.summter@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Butterflies 05 {Paige} (nosex, plot building)
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Date: Mon, 17 Dec 2012 09:11:46 -0500
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Author: Paige Summter
Title: Butterflies
Part: 05
Summary: A young man has a series of dreams where he is
experiences his sexual fantasies
 as the receiving part.
Keywords: nosex, plot building
License: Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported
License.
SeriesKeywords: M~g, M~Fg, MM~g, gander~g, dog~g, best, tg, bd,
sad, inc, ped, hist, slow, magic, preg, drug, reluc


This is my first attempt at writing fiction in English, I thought
it important to seek feedback prior to publishing the full
story.

"Justin, wake up", the world shifted into focus, but somehow
everything felt unreal, there was something that bothered me, I
didn't really know what, but something was off. I looked up at my
sister, and smiled wanly,  "Oh yeah, right, dinner, ... Right?",
Anne nodded, "Mhmm",  "Thank you for waking me", I managed to
croak as I stumbled out of bed. My brain was still toast from the
sleep, and my knees buckled under me, luckily Anne caught me,
"woah!, easy there bro, are you all right?", "yeah, I just rose
too quickly, you know, the change in blood-pressure!"

All through dinner I expected to either wake up or to fall asleep
again, to be back in the meadow, back in Ethan's lap, but nothing
happened, my brain kept running at half speed. 

After dinner, on the way to our rooms, I laid in my bed, just
wanting to close my eyes, Anne stopped and leaned in the doorway,
"So, who are you taking to the dance tomorrow?", dance?, right
now I couldn't really care about any dance, besides, it had
slipped my mind, "With everything that is going on, I don't
really feel up to it", "come on, don't be such a pussy, now is
exactly the time you need to get out there, if you don't show up,
there'll just be more rumors running around", I nodded, what she
said made sense, "there's just one problem", I replied, in a
last-ditch attempt of getting out of going, "I don't have a date,
with everything that's been going on, I forgot about the dance",
sis pouted, then suddenly cleared up in a smile, "Tell you what,
I know Rach hasn't got a date yet, I could ask her for you?", I
paused, not really convinced, "I don't know sis, I doubt showing
up with my sisters best friend as my date will improve my cred",
"Tell you what" she said, "I'll ask her. If it is a go, we could
double-date, it'll be a blast, a brother/sister double-date" she
smiled, but there was something vicious about the smile, I paled,
she knew!, just like Rachel had told me, she'd just hinted to me
she knew what I'd been up to on the net, I felt certain there was
a veiled threat in what she'd said, I acknowledged my defeat with
a: "sure, that'd be great fun, why don't you ask her?"

My only hope was that Rachel, hated my guts and wouldn't dream of
being seen on a date with me. For the first time in my life, I
hoped that a girl would turn down a date.

I had no such luck, a short while later, Anne showed up in my
doorway again. "It's a deal, she'll pick us up at 8", "whoa, I
thought we were taking my car", riding bitch in Rachel's
chick-mobile would not be a smart move, "There isn't really room
for four people in your truck, but all of us can fit in hers with
ease", once again I felt myself outmaneuvered, I smiled
halfheartedly in surrender, "Ok, sure I forgot about that, 
thanks sis".

I opened my computer, the first thing that popped up was a pic
from John, showing a guy being taken in the rear by another man.
I sighed, I felt so tired, I closed my computer, and turned on
the T.V. but nothing really caught my interest.






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