My best friends dad

My best friends dad

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My name is Allie, and my best friends name is Alyssa. Me and Alyssa have been friends for a long time. We've been through everything together. Well there's this other thing to, I kinda think Alyssa's dad is cute, I know it sounds kinda strange but, I don't know. I'm 18 now, and i have a nice size butt, and nice size boobs. David has been acting different around me, it's like he enjoys me having a bigger chest and butt, because sometimes I see him looking. But I try my best to stay away because I know how wrong it is.
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my name is Alexis... Alexis Ryan. people just call me Alex. I was kidnapped at the age of 5. when I turn 18 they are suppose to do something to me... but I don't know what. they wont tell me until then. I just hope its not killing me. I live in the basement of the house I am in. I stay there with my best friend Brittney but I call her Britt. she was taken by them at the age of 5 too. she's now 15. we both are forced to go to school. but I don't mind really... I may be bullied at school but I'm stronger than them. school is a place to escape this house. get away from max, Jacob, and lizzie and some big man that hurts us. we always try to find a way to escape but its now use. we have a window but its to far up for us to reach, even if I stood on Britt's shoulders. plus the window is barricaded from the inside and out. and the fact that we have tracking devises in our hips. oh and since the day I was nine I could never talk... why? well you'll have to read my story to figure that out...

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