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Jose,Brenda and Rosanna: Something's wrong with them.

Jose,Brenda and Rosanna: Something's wrong with them.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Sep 18, 2015
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Well, it was a Friday night (Wooh! TGIF!) they couldn't help but feel a bit... weird-ed out by the feeling of someone writing a story about them. They felt... watched. Read and find out if this story is either an adventure or something else. Can't help but feel my descriptive skills is going out smoothly at all. or just really numb about my gut feeling.
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A body swam above me as he moved toward me, oh for heaven sakes! Even stuck in a bottom of the pool I had the disgrace to be saved by him again? What was he even doing here in the first place? Was he stalking me or something? Oh God, I had a stalker like in the movies. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me up but my body didn't move an inch. I pushed him away from me and shook his shoulders as I pointed down at my stuck foot. He swam down and tried to unhook the bracelet but he couldn't. He pushed himself up and I thought that he had given up on me. I thought he was a rapist, now that I blew his cover it was a perfect way to get rid of me. I'm going to save myself, I don't need him anyways. I hovered and struggled to get it out. How did this even happen? I was pushed as jerk face returned, my head leaned back as he swam toward me and sneaked his arms around my waist to bring me forward. He plastered our mouths together to give me mouth to mouth breathing and the bracelet suddenly unhooked by itself. The fuck the ancestors think they're doing?

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