"Well, first we need to go to school. After that, i dont know. I might hang out with Lindsay or Victoria." She looked at the clock again and it said 8:01.
"Oh shit!" Jess said, startled. "school starts in like 15 minutes! We need to get ready!" jumping out of bed, you sister rushed to get ready, brushing her teeth and combing her hair, all while you were still In between her boobs
"uh… sis."
"okay, I'm all ready" said Jesse, in a achieved tone
"Jess!" you persisted,
"What bro?" she said, semi-annoyed.
"I still need to get ready, too!" immediately, Jesse plucked you from her cleavage with a gasp and put you onto the nightabe that your dresser aNd bed resided, along with a box of tissues and Jesse's alarm clock, of which she never sets. You hurried and got dressed And got ready for school. You never really liked school, but who ever really did. You did usually spend the day with someone, as to keep you safe. As you finished getting ready, Jesse threw on a super tight hello kitty tank-top. She leaned over to pick you back up, but before she did, she brought he mouth close to you and asked,
"how's my breathe?" you turned towards her and as u did, a massive gust of hot air swept over, spearmint. It made you think of gum.
"Yeah, you're fine." you affirmed her. She then picked you up and said
" okay we'll, let's go!" she walked out of the room with you in hand and walked down the hall, down te stairs, and out the front door, grabbing her car keys amd shoes as she walked out. She got into her car, a little ford explorer, nothing special. "okay, well, where will you be sitting to our flight today sir?" she said, with a spiffy British accent...
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