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Michael didn’t waste any time. He quickly stripped naked.
“Nice,” Allison said.
Michael wasn’t ripped, but he was well-toned. Michael’s dick was slightly above average in length, but it had plenty of width.
Allison slowly got on the bed and rubbed her hands over Michael’s chest. She moved her hands towards Michael’s balls and she tickled them. As Allison tickled Michael’s balls, she licked and sucked on one of Michael’s nipples. Michael felt a strong tingling sensation in his balls and his nipple, which spread throughout his body, and Michael’s dick kept getting bigger and harder.
After about two or three minutes, Allison got off of Michael, and Michael returned the favor; he licked and sucked on one of Allison’s nipples while gently stroking her pussy.
Allison moaned, groaned, and gasped. Every muscle in her body contracted.
“Oh, yeah,” Allison said as she breathed heavily.
About five minutes later, Michael got on top of Allison. Allison grabbed Michael by the hair as they both shoved their tongues down each other’s throats.
Eventually, Michael came up for air. As Michael was catching his breath, he stared at Allison in the eyes. Michael tried to remove Allison’s mask, but she grabbed him by the wrist before he had the chance.
“Please?” Michael asked. “This is killing me.”
“You like the aura of mystery,” Allison said. “It turns you on.”
That’s when Michael woke up.
It was Saturday. Michael was in the park, waiting for Allison to arrive. He was sitting on the bench. The mystery was about to come to an end. Michael was finally going to see Allison’s face.
“Does Allison have freckles?” Michael asked himself. “Does she have a big nose or a small one? What about her ears? God, I wish Allison would hurry up. The suspense is killing me!”
“Hi, Michael,” a female voice said from behind.
Michael turned around to see a woman with long, curly dark red hair. She had no freckles, but she had dimples. The woman also had a small nose and an average sized ears.
Michael just stared at Allison with his eyes wide opened.
“Are you okay?” Allison asked.
“Yeah,” Michael said. “I’m fine.”
Michael and Allison walked around the park.
“You said that you write short stories, right?” Allison asked.
“Yup,” Michael said.
“I would like to read one some time.”
“Sure. What kind of stories you like?”
“Okay. Well I had this idea of writing a satire novel that revolves around zombie-vampires. If a vampire don’t get the blood he needs, he becomes a zombie.”
“What happens if either a zombie or vampire bites you.”
“You start off as a vampire, regardless of which one bites you.”
“And I thought my 5-year-old nephew has an active imagination.”
“Most authors do.”
Michael and Allison sat at a picnic table.
“Hey, do you want text each other?” Allison asked.
“We’re sitting next to each other,” Michael said. “What’s the point in that?”
“To get old people’s reactions.”
Michael and Allison took out their phones.
Allison: “Wanna sext?”
Michael: “Sure. Do you wanna role play or just tell each other our fantasies?”
Allison: “Role playing.”
Michael: “Okay. Can I start?”
Michael: “We’re at a masquerade ball. I’m wearing a black mask and tuxedo.”
Allison: “I’m dressed like Elsa from Frozen.”
Michael: “I take you to a hotel.”
Allison: “Not yet. We go outside and smoke some weed.”
Michael: “Yeah. This isn’t any fun.”
An old man walked up to Michael and Allison.
“I don’t believe this,” The Old Man said. “You two are texting each other and you two are next to each other.”
“Actually, I’m texting my mother,” Michael said to The Old Man.
“And I’m texting my transgender girlfriend,” Allison said.
The Old Man walked away. Allison’s and Michael’s jaws dropped to the ground.
“Holy shit,” Allison said.
“I know,” Michael said. “Anyway. I do you want to go to my prom with me?”
“When is it?”
“Sure. I’d love to.”
Two weeks later, it was time for the prom. Michael and Allison were one of the last couples to arrive.
“This place looks nice,” Allison said.
The Gym had multicolored lights shining on the ceiling. There were fake trees covered with fake snow.
“The Frozen theme is cliché,” Michael said. “I’ll show you where we’re sitting.”
Michael took Allison to their table. Steve, Shelly, Melody and Sarah were there.
“Hello, Sarah,” Allison said.
“Hey, Allison,” Sarah said.
“You two know each other?” Michael asked.
“Sarah and I use to date,” Allison said.
“Oh. Uh. Does this mean you two can’t try to get along?”
“I’ll try. But I’m not making any promises.”
There was tension at the table as Michael, Allison, Steve, Shelly, Sarah, and Melody ate dinner and watch slideshows. But that tension lifted once everybody hit the dance floor.
“I got to ask,” Michael said. “What happened between you and Sarah?”
“I just got sick and tired of hiding our relationship,” Allison said. “I know it’s hard to come out of the closet. But still. Anyway, I broke up with her.”
“Okay. But did you know that Sarah’s parents kicked her out?”
“No. I had no idea.”
“So, imagine how hard it is for her to come out.”
“Maybe I should apologize.”
“Maybe you should let her cool off a bit.”
“Okay. I will on one condition. You have to tell me about your ex.”
“Okay. I dated a girl named Nikki for two years and she moved to New York.”
“I’m sorry to hear that.”
“Anyway, I want to enjoy the rest of the night.”
Later that night, it was time for the last dance.
“I love this song,” Allison said.
The song that the DJ played was “Don’t Let Me Be The Last to Know” by Britney Spears. Michael and Nikki shared their first slow dance to this song.
“I have a surprise for you,” Allison said as she handed Michael a hotel key. “Wanna go now?”
“Yup,” Michael said.
Michael and Allison left the school.