1. Wishes do come true... part 2


    Date: 4/27/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Author: TheWolfIsHere, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    After band ends I put up my instrument and stretch. Jessy walks into the tuba room and places her instrument down, bass clarinet, and stretches as well. I walk up behind her and smack her on the ass, “Looking good.” She smiles over her shoulder, “Thanks!” I still can’t believe all of this. The majority of practice I spent practicing as well as thinking over everything. Great power like this has to have a range as well as a weakness. I’m not sure what either are, but I better be fucking careful with what I do from now on. Who knows really. Somebody could be monitoring me in secret. I watch Jessy leave out of the room and watch as my partner in crime, a white girl with blonde long flowing hair, walks into the room with her Sousaphone. Her name is Ashley and she isn’t the strongest girl here. Despite how dainty and gorgeous she looks, she tries really hard and carries that huge thing on her longer than I do most days. Most because I have a weak constitution. Mostly because this is my first year of marching band. I watch her beautiful flowing form place the Sousaphone in its case before turning and walking out. I want to do so much, but I know I need to be careful. You know that feeling you get when you feel like something bad will happen soon if you just so much as cough at somebody. Yea. It feels like that. It’s almost a horrible feeling. Though I’m relying on it to keep me out of trouble. I gather up my stuff, of course after checking on Jessy, and head outside to wait on ...
    somebody to pick me up. I watch and wave at people as they leave to go home, seeing as it is the end of the day, and make my way for the bus to take me home. “Hey!” my girlfriend yells at me from up the hill that I’m currently walk up, “How was band?” “Pretty good. Boring mostly. Though I guess I got a bit of good out of it.” I say walking up to her and hugging her, “I got to get to the bus though. Love you fiveever. See you on facebook hun.” “Okay babe!” She says happily trotting away. “David The god!” Somebody says from behind me as I watch her walk away. “Hm?” I reply tiredly as I look back behind me. My tall six foot five friend walks up behind me pumping his arms in the air like the rude dude he is. Me and him play lots of games online and our main game is a multiplayer competition where you make your main weapon better and better and try to defeat people either solo or together with a friend. I mainly play with a friend, but do a few solo matches every so often. I’m not a god at it as he says, but at least I know what I’m doing. Plus, I’m always trying to apply myself as well as improve myself. “Yo.” I says throwing up a hand to get it highfived. We walk past each other knowing that we’ll be seeing each other soon tonight. I hop on to my bus and enjoy the ride listening to the many conflicting conversations and yells. I gain nothing out of it, but it makes the ride pass by real fast. The rest of the day is simple. I did my homework, talked to people, played games, and ...
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