Enemy Number One

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Beyond the reach of a telescope lens fit for military forces was a planet thriving with life. But life unlike you and I. This planet was populated by beings with the skin that mimicked a star filled sky. Here life was fragile given that the beings had become too smart for their own good. So God sent their planet into a constant war. Oren just reached the span in his stars where his lights are strong enough to become a warrior in the war like his fathers before him. With this entry to manhood comes the responsibility to be linked and mates for life. But Oren wasn't attracted to his bride. It wasn't that she wasn't gorgeous, or her "stars"weren't big enough. Oren and Jasmine were best friends. Just best friends. At least that's what Oren thought.
Anyhow to escape responsibility and turmoil that was growing into his planet Oren fled to a really Blue planet. Here Oren could mate with as many partners he'd wished, join society and live a new life. Sure this planet was in war too but the life span of this race seemed a smidget more extensive. Oren often stayed hidden in the day , watching the beings. Discovering family is valued,kindness showed in the smallest places and learned about class and social perspective. Oren decided this is the place he wanted to make his home.
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     "Try to make some friends here Taylor. Your father said we will be here for a while." Taylor's mother spoke wiping hairs that had fallen from her daughters pony tail out of her face. Dropping her off for her first day of school, Taylor wasn't nervous at all. She had done this plenty of times before. "It's no use in making friends because 'a while' is never too long." Taylor just moved to Forest Hill, Georgia. It's not that she didn't like Forest Hill, but her family always moved. Just as she made a few friends, found a job and got into her classes good they were moving again. Taylor grabbed her book bag and got out of the car. As Taylor found her classes with ease. When asked to introduce herself Taylor spoke with confidence. "Hi I'm Taylor and I like to work on cars." "I'd like to work on you," a boy said from the back of the class. The class giggled. Taylor returned to her seat nodding her head slowly. Enemy number one she thought to herself.
     Taylor had just reached the peak in her life where her body started to fill in. Her breast where big and perky. Along with her butt that was round and poking. She knew her body was nice but never had anyone mention it out loud.
     She turned around in her seat eyeing the boy that made the comment. He had a low fade, light brown eyes and was dressed in all black. Black t-shirt, black baggy pants and black shoes. "Jason Greer," a voice said from beside her. "He hits on all the girls. And he's a jerk. Don't take it personal. Taylor turned to see a girl with a weave cut into a bob and long pink finger nails. "Im Shelly," she introduced herself. With a hand extended out to Taylor. They shook hands. "Taylor," Taylor shook hands with the girl. "So you work on cars huh? What all can you do," asked Shelly. "A little bit of everything", smiled Taylor. Taylor was very confident in her skills to manipulate any car she got her hands on.
     The rest of her day went by smoothly. She didn't get anymore rude comments.
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