Luna picked her most casually cute outfit out from her much-to-offer, ready wardrobe. Max waited in his silver Toyota Convertible with a dangling Gary the snail from his rear view mirror. Along with Patrick and Spongebob and Krusty The Clown.
As Luna Myer stepped outside, into her garage, Rays of sun beams hit her in the most beautiful passionate way.
"Hey there's the Queen."
"And the King, oh my."
"Come frolic to my portable seat on wheels, miss Myer."
"And let the breeze of the bees knees caress me in and out? Oh, how could I not?"
With that, they zoomed to the chunky suckers' house
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I don't know you
Teen FictionA young helpless girl goes online and meets a stranger who comforts her. Who is there for her when no one else is.
