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 Chapter 3

   Mike lays their with Samantha.  Staring into her eyes,  -�Your a very
beautiful girl -�.  He admires her naked body.  He loves her perfect body.



   He picks up her wrist to look at her bracelet.  Except he notices that
their is a red mark going around her wrist.  He picks up her other one
which has a watch with a brown leather band.  It's the same.  Concerned he
looks at her, and asks  -�What happened to your wrist -�?  She covers her
wrist and tells him,  -�Get out.  It's almost closing time it's time for
you to leave -�.  She gets up, picks up his cloths, and throws them at him.
She then points to the door.  He puts his cloths on and leaves.



   As he heads to the exit he looks and sees the man that was making out
with the girl when he first came in.  Now he's with a boy instead of the
girl.  Who is with someone else.  Mike shakes his head,  -�I guess anything
goes here -�.  He looks at the guy a little closer.  He thinks the guy
looks like someone he knows.  After a second he shrugs and leaves for home.



   When he arrives home the sun is starting to raise.  Glide it's Saturday,
he goes straight to bed.  Gets under the covers and falls a sleep.



   When he wakes up it's 1pm.  His stomach grows.  Relizing he don't have
anything to eat.  He walks over to a store that's located a block over.  To
pick up bread, milk, and a sandwich.



   He arives home a few minuts later, and starts eating his sandwich at the
table thinking about Samantha, and a old girlfriend he had a girlfriend a
couple years back.  They had been dating for about 4 months.  She was a
beautiful.  She was the same age as him.  had dark brown hair, a medium
tan, and DD boobs.  He loved her, but one time they where out on a date.  A
10 year old wearing short shorts and a tank top was sitting at the table
beside him.  He kept looking over to her checking her out, because her
little nipples was showing through her shirt.



    -�Um -�, his girlfriend coughed.  He looked up at her slowly, and
scared.  She had a very stern look on her face, clearly very pissed.  She
stood up and said,  -�Outside I need to talk to you, NOW -�!  Before he
left he got his wallet out, and layed enough money down to cover their
food, and a tip.  Then he followed her outside.



   Outside, they walked around to the corner.  She took off a gold bracket
he had given her off, and threw it at him.   -�I saw you checking out that
little girl you pervert.  I wanted to have kids someday.  If I had them
with you.  You'd probably rape the pore thing. -� Upset he started to say
something but is interupted.   -�Don't say anything!  You can't say you
didn't!  You were even smiling!  Pervert -�!  She slapped him in the face,
turns and walked away.  She stops a few feet away turns around  -�Oh yea
pervert.  Your very luck that I don't call the cops -�.



   He shook his head to stop thinking about his ex.  The thought of her
both pisses him off, and makes him sad.  He starts smiling and lets out a
laugh, because he is thinking of Samantha.  He thinks of last night.  Then
starts rubbing his crouch.  Unzips his pants and pulls his pants, and
underwear down to his knees and starts jacking off.  He thinks of tonight,
and what he's going to do with her.  He thinks of her little boobs just
starting to show.  Her pussy which has a few hairs growing out of the top
of it.  Of how wet it feals around his dick.  He then leans back in his
sit, and cums.



   He stays like that not even wipping the cum off his hand.  Until he
remembers the marks on her wrist.  Never getting a answer for how she got
them.  He stands up, pulls his pants and underwear up.  Then heads to a
pharmacy to pick up some sab.  He spends the rest of the day watching TV.
When it starts getting dark he heads back to the club.