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AnnieD
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"You have to be kidding me!..."
I groaned in frustration as I slammed my books down, putting them away as I began to feel the floor vibrate a bit. With a heavy sigh, I gave up on my attempt to study for the upcoming midterm, my hands instead finding their way to my phone. I attempted to text my sister "Omg, turn it down!!!" but I knew that she was not going to read it, or if ignore the message if she saw it. I suppose that this was the price to pay for me being fortunate enough to live in a luxurious beach house overlooking the nearby waves…and unfortunate enough for living with my parents and younger sister, the former of which were on a business trip (as per usual). So being here alone with my sister, she naturally thought to exploit the situation by inviting practically his entire school into our place for a spring break party.
“I knew that I should have rented my own place…” I said, speaking to myself as I eyed my contact list.
It was no use. I thought about my situation carefully and found myself at a crossroads. I could either run the library to study (my college was nearly fifty minutes away...by car) or just try to relax and have some fun myself. I wasn’t exactly proud of the prospect of partying with a bunch of high school seniors, given that I was 22 years old, but I told myself that it wasn’t so much partying as having idle chitchat and watching over them. Maybe even embarrassing Susie (my sister) along the way. That being said, I texted John (my boyfriend) to come along for the fun. To my surprise, he was more than happy to.
"Cool, I'll be there in maybe half an hour." he texted me back.
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I carefully looked at the window (almost as if I was paranoid that they’d spot me) to see that it was a beach party. So, as to not stick out like a sore thumb, I decided to dress myself in something that would...you know, blend. See, the idea of me not sticking out like a sore thumb was a bit naïve on my part, given my physique. I mean, I was not that tall, so that wasn’t the issue (I stood at about 5’9). But I was er…a bit more developed than most of the women here, what with my long legs, fit abs (thank you years of volleyball), perfect backside and a huge pair of 32JJ cup breasts. I thought that maybe dressing up in a beach dress would help, but eyeing myself in the mirror I could see that there was quite a bit of cleavage showing - along with some side boob, if I didn't cover that with my bare arms. Still, I made my way outside, nervously so with my breasts bouncing slightly with every step I took.
Immediately, I heard the whistles and calls of horny men but ignored them all. First things first, I suppose that I needed to spot my sister, Susie. But of course, she was nowhere to be found, so I didn’t know what to do until John would show up. That’s when I met up with a group of girls, who were apparently the cheer-leading squad of Susie’s high school and recognized me from the photos at the school gym (I had won a few trophies for them). We chatted and everything seemed great, until a man walked by and they whispered and giggled.
Tanya, the taller of them told me “Oh, that’s Tyler. He’s a notorious skirt chaser and a sleaze bag from our school. You should be careful around him.”
I scoffed, I think, as I replied “You don’t need to worry about me. I can handle boys; besides, I’m already in a relationship.”
“If you say so. Though you might want to hide those from him."” she replied with a laugh, pointing to my massive breasts as I playfully covered myself from her eyes.
She continued: “Anyway, we’re going to ditch the party and sneak into a club. Want to come with us?”
“I think that I’ll pass.” I respectfully said and so, they were off.
And then, I saw from the corner of my eye Tyler approaching fast, almost as if he wanted to get to me before anybody else did. Hm…maybe I could teach him a lesson? He needed to be put down, I think, and I would if he tried anything with me…
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