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It was a junior high semi-formal dance. Nikki was standing in front of a table full of food, staring at Michael, who was across the gym.
Shelly and Sarah were standing next to Nikki.

“Go ask him to dance,” Shelly said.

“What if he says no?” Nikki asked.

“Michael’s my brother. If he says no, I’ll slap some sense into him.”

Nikki slowly walked toward Michael.

“Hey, Nikki,” Michael said.

“Hey,” Nikki said. “Do you want to dance?”

“Sure.”

Nikki took Michael by the hand and they walked to the dance floor. Nikki held Michael close as they danced.

Shelly and Sarah were in tears as they watched Michael and Nikki dance. It was like they were watching a romantic movie.

“Michael,” Nikki said. “I have something to tell you.”

“I like you too,” Michael said.

“Really?”

“Of course. You faked an interest in science just to spend time with me. How can I not like you?”

Michael and Nikki dated for about two years. However, Nikki’s mother landed a job in New York City.

“Is there anybody you can stay with?” Michael asked.

“No,” Nikki said. “Both of my grandparents are dead and my uncle’s in prison.”

Michael and Nikki didn’t say anything at that point, they held each other for several minutes.

“I’m going to miss you,” Michael said.

“I’m going to miss you too. Goodbye.”

Nikki got into the car, and Michael just stood in his driveway all alone. However, Shelly left the house and gave her brother a hug.

“I’m so sorry, Bro,” Shelly said.

Three years later…

Michael and Shelly were at home playing video games and smoking weed, while their mother worked.

“It’s been three years since you and Nikki broke up,” Shelly said. “Ever since then, you’ve spent every weekend playing video games and smoking weed. You need to get out of the house. You know, I think you need to start dating again.”

“No I don’t,” Michael said. “I enjoy being single. The only thing that I hate about it is when people pressure me into dating.”

Shelly handed Michael her phone.

“Check out this dating app,” Shelly said. “I met Steve on this app.”

“Doesn’t Steve go to the same school as us?” Michael asked.

“What’s your point?”

“If it will get you off my back, I’ll give this app a try.”

The following Monday, Michael sat down with Shelly in the cafeteria.

“Where’s Steve?” Michael asked.

“He’s sick. Anyway, I saw you texting all weekend. You found somebody on that app, didn’t you?”

“Yup.”

“Give me the deeds.”

“Her name is Allison. She goes to Waterford Valley High. We both like writing. She actually thinks that my jokes are funny.”

“I told you that you would find somebody on that app. What does she look like?”

“She’s tall, slim, dark red hair, nice…Anway, Allison doesn’t show her face in any of her photos.”

“Maybe she’s a butter face.”

“Maybe. But I still like this girl.”

Michael and Allison texted each other for a few more days. By that Friday Night, Michael and Allison spoke to each other and Face-Time. Except Allison didn’t show her face. She had the phone pointed towards her breasts.

“So this is Face-Time without faces,” Michal said.

“Pretty much,” Allison said. “Except I can see your face.”

“So why aren’t you showing your face?”

“I just hate being on camera. That’s all.”

“Well, I would like to know who I’ve talked to the past week. So, you want to go out on a date this weekend?”

“Sure. How about Borrowing Park. This Saturday at 3.”

“That works for me.”

“Great! I got to get going. See you on Saturday.”

That night, Michael dreamt that he was watching soap opera. In the soap opera, Michael saw himself meeting Allison. The camera never showed Allison’s face.

Michael saw himself making out with Allison in the rain.

“Do you want to go to my place?” Michael asked.

Allison nodded her head.

In the next scene, Michael and Allison entered a house. It was Michael’s house. But in the dream, it was a bigger house with fancy decor. The living room had a leather couch, in front of a 52 inch TV.

“Take a seat ,” Michael said.

Allison sat on the couch as Michael poured two glasses of wine. As soon as Michael sat down, both of them drank as fast as they could.

As soon as they finished their drinks, Michael nibbled on Allison’s ear. This caused Allison to gasp and clench a little. Michael then slowly moved his hand down Allison’s leg and up her dress.

“Want to take things to the bedroom?” Michael asked.

“Yup,” Allison said.

That was when Michael woke up.

“Fuck!” Michael said to himself.

It was Friday Night. Michael and Allison texted each other.

Michael: “You’re not going to send me a picture, are you?”

Allison: “Nope.”

Michael: “Okay. Can you tell me what color eyes you have?”

Allison: “Green.”

Michael: “Awesome. So, what’s the real reason you don’t show your face on camera?”

Allison: “When I was in grade 5, I had this goofy a grin on my face when the class had their school photos taken. Some bitches posted that picture online so the class could make fun of me.”

Michael: “That’s shitty. Kids can be such bastards. Anyway, I’m going to bed. I can’t wait to finally see you.”

Allison: “Same here! Good night.”

Sometime throughout the night, Michael dreamt that he had attended a masquerade ball with Allison.

Allison’s hair was long and curly. She had brown eyes, cherry-red lips and freckles. Allison wore a puffy white dress and a white masquerade mask.

Michael wore a black masquerade mask and a tuxedo with a blue vest inside.

Michael and Allison danced for hours without saying a word to each other. Every time they shared a slow dance, they gazed into each other’s eyes.

At the end of the dance, Allison took Michael up a flight of stairs and into a room.

Allison slowly took off her dress as Michael just sat on the bed and watched.

Once Allison stripped down to her bra and underwear, she turned around. Allison took off her underwear, revealing that she had a tight ass. She then took off her bra,

and she dropped it. Finally, Allison turned around to reveal that her breasts were perfectly around and firm. They were a size C cup. The only thing that Allison kept on was her mask.

“Your turn,” Allison said in a sultry voice.

Sometime throughout the night, Michael dreamt that he had attended a masquerade ball with Allison.

Allison’s hair was long and curly. She had brown eyes, cherry-red lips and freckles. Allison wore a puffy white dress and a white masquerade mask.

Michael wore a black masquerade mask and a tuxedo with a blue vest inside.

Michael and Allison danced for hours without saying a word to each other. Every time they shared a slow dance, they gazed into each other’s eyes.

At the end of the dance, Allison took Michael up a flight of stairs and into a room.

Allison slowly took off her dress as Michael just sat on the bed and watched.

Once Allison stripped down to her bra and underwear, she turned around. Allison took off her underwear, revealing that she had a tight ass. She then took off her bra, and she dropped it. Finally, Allison turned around to reveal that her breasts were perfectly around and firm. They were a size C cup. The only thing that Allison kept on was her mask.

“Your turn,” Allison said in a sultry voice.

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