1. She is the One (Part 17)


    Date: 1/19/2016, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Romance, School, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: jashley13, Rating: 91.2, Source: sexstories.com

    failing to see the ‘destruction’ of her vision. Falling apart? Yeah, maybe in Bizarro world where everyone was supposed to phonetically recite their lines like they were still reading off the script. “Where did you go?” I nearly yelped as Jessica suddenly appeared beside me, an amused look on her face. “We, uh, just wanted some alone time to…you know…get over Ms. Locke being all bitchy.” “You could have just cut it at ‘alone time’ and I would have understood.” She winked. “Huh?” She leaned in and sniffed. She was grinning broadly. “Hope you’re both feeling better now,” she said cheerfully before walking away with a giggle. Well, that was just weird . The rest of the run was fairly prosperous. Shoving aside my thoughts on what Ms. Locke’s problems with the play would be, I was able to focus on just doing the best that I could the best way I know how (and if any of my English teachers saw that sentence, they’d be weeping). The more light-hearted second half of the play drew plenty of laughs from the audience, a necessity that proved especially helpful in lifting our spirits and making us feel more alive on-stage. We finally made it to the last scene of the play. The statue of Hermione came back to life, everyone was happy, la di da di da, curtains closed. The opened again for our curtain call and I was surprised to see that more than a few in the audience were on their feet as they applauded. Everyone was grinning broadly as they took their turns to step forward and bow low to ...
    a crescendo of applause that only grew louder as the characters with actual names began stepping forward. Kayla, Jessica, and I all got the biggest round of applause, something Jessica took as her due but which Kayla and I were ecstatic about. Everyone joined hands and bowed one last time before the curtains closed for good. “Get me out of this fucking thing,” I heard someone mutter to a general smattering of laughter. I couldn’t agree more. One more minute in this itchy, breath-restricting thing and I was going to go ape-shit. The entire time I was stripping out of my costume and trading it in for the much more comfortable jeans and T-shirt that I had come in with, I was afraid someone was going to knock on the door and announce that Ms. Locke wanted to give us notes before releasing us to the adoring public. Oh, that would just be lovely . Thankfully, no one poked their head in and I assumed she would save notes for tomorrow night, before our second showing. Couldn’t wait to hear just how badly she thought we screwed the pooch. Oh, well, at least we had tonight to get all the praise we deserved. Kayla was waiting for me outside the dressing room. “How did you get changed so quickly?” I asked. She shrugged. “Practice?” “That doesn’t make sense.” “Maybe you just took too long.” I poked her in the belly. “I think you just used magic.” She laughed and waggled her fingers in front of my face. “ Wooooooo … magic …” she said in a quavering voice. I dug my fingers into her armpits ...
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