“Nah. Free porn Please!” Cami cried, but again her cries were muffled. Naked. “No!” Cami screamed, but her cries were futile- they both plunged in at the same time without any lubricant. Naked. to be fucked.” Cami whispered. “Fucked?” Nick asked, grinning. Cami heard him mutter ‘bitch’. “Nick! “Yeah.” Cami whispered. “Say it. But three minutes later, there was suddenly a hand on her mouth, an arm around her mid-section, lifting her off of her bike and onto the passenger seat of Nick’s car. You’re almost an hour late!” Camille cried into her cellphone, leaning against the wall of her friend’s house- she was quite angry, so she decided not to call Nick inside, so no one labeled her for her… outburst.
