Jordan's POV
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As Kayla and Matt stamped out, they hadn't noticed I was holding hands with someone I didn't even know; all I knew was her name. Her name was Lily, and I could tell she was as shitfaced as I was.
"So, are you ready for me?" she asked.
"The real question is: Are you ready for me?" I retorted.
"Oh baby!" she said, smiling seductively.
We crawled into the bed, getting ready to 'get it on.'
"Hold on a second," I told her. "Let me slip this badboy on," I said, holding up the rubber.
After I had slipped on the condom, we crawled into bed; Let's just say that it went on for roughly....six hours.
After what I presumbed to be not even a half-an-hour of sleep, an ambulance outside of my window awoke me.
"Lily, what's going...?" I said, starting to cry.
After her being rushed to the hospital, and about an hour of waiting, the doctor came out.
"I'm sorry," he said, his head down for a moment. "We tried everything that we could, but she did not survive. Jordan, may I ask you a question in private?"
"Sure," I said, standing up, following him. "What's wrong, Doc?"
He sighed, and looked around nervously. "Why are there open puncture wounds on her neck?"
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Roman pour AdolescentsAfter a hard day at home, Kayla and Jordan discover that their favorite band is coming to their house- to get a tattoo! Once ariving, and recieving the ink-work, the guys give the two cousins an offer: To go onto tour with them! After a few months o...
