intriguess
sexual catalyst
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They had attended a typically high school, with the typical groups. Jocks, nerds, bandgeeks, stoners, loners, drifters, sluts, the list could undoubtedly go on forever.
Maggie was an outsider on the inside, she had friends among all groups, and everyone had thought they knew who she was. It was odd to think it had been ten years, where had the time gone?
She looked about the same, maybe a few more white hairs, about twenty pounds lighter and had gone up a cup size, but overall she felt about the same as that lonely girl. She still had periodic migraines, and depressive episodes. She'd studied psychology and was now a somewhat successful writer, but she stilled lived at home, having spent the last year taking care of her grandmother who had finally been placed in an appropriate care facility.
So she didn't have far to drive to the hotel where the evenings festivities were being held. She was wearing a simple ecru silk tank top, and a fancy pair of golden pants that she'd revamped herself. She was nervous as she ran her fingers through her dark hair again, she took the time to put on some lip gloss and headed out the door.
She loved her car, and was lucky enough to have paid for it in cash and had no debt. Maggie owned a gorgeous midnight blue 97 Intrigue, and it only took a few minutes to drive to the hotel.
Maggie was an outsider on the inside, she had friends among all groups, and everyone had thought they knew who she was. It was odd to think it had been ten years, where had the time gone?
She looked about the same, maybe a few more white hairs, about twenty pounds lighter and had gone up a cup size, but overall she felt about the same as that lonely girl. She still had periodic migraines, and depressive episodes. She'd studied psychology and was now a somewhat successful writer, but she stilled lived at home, having spent the last year taking care of her grandmother who had finally been placed in an appropriate care facility.
So she didn't have far to drive to the hotel where the evenings festivities were being held. She was wearing a simple ecru silk tank top, and a fancy pair of golden pants that she'd revamped herself. She was nervous as she ran her fingers through her dark hair again, she took the time to put on some lip gloss and headed out the door.
She loved her car, and was lucky enough to have paid for it in cash and had no debt. Maggie owned a gorgeous midnight blue 97 Intrigue, and it only took a few minutes to drive to the hotel.