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Saving Brownie The Sad Story
The rays of the mighty sun burned my skin, the sweltering heat draining my energy. However, I was given the chance to bat and I was pretty excited. Ian was bowling while Clark was fielding. I wasn't the best in bowling and when I was given the chance to bowl by sweet Ian, Clark made fun of my efforts. I had to prove to him that I was good and also that I wanted revenge for letting his dog after me. I rolled up my sleeves, cracked my knuckles dramatically and glanced at Clark. He was at a distance and I could imagine him rolling his pretty eyes.I still wanted to know what was the matter about earlier when Clark looked disturbed because I pushed him away and said that he would be alone while Ian and I would be on one team."Ready?" Ian asked and I nodded. I chewed my upper lip as sweat trickled down my forehead. My eyes were focused on Ian's movements of throwing the ball skilfully. I raised my bat and swung it with so much force in an attempt to hit the ball that strangely I felt the
Saving Brownie Daddy Kinks and Ditching Friends
Today, my buddies and I planned to go out and play. We traveled to the river side in full speed in my junk which was a pathetic excuse of a cycle. Kyle was in the back seat and Peaches was sitting in the huge basket at the front. I had specially attached a massive basket for her accommodation since she was tiny and could fit in it if she sat cross-legged. We arrived at the river side and I noticed a polished, white car and the silhouette of a man sitting over the rocks. I parked my cycle and helped Kyle and Peaches get down."Who's that?" Peaches asked and pointed at the silhouette while Kyle shrugged."Let's find out," I said blithely as we all galloped towards the silhouette, giggling all the way."Brownie?" Clark turned around and sighed wearily. I clasped my hands in delight and squealed. "That's so awesome you're here, the more the merrier!" I exclaimed and hastily introduced him, "Brownie, meet Peaches and Kyle, my buddies. Peaches, Kyle, this is Brownie my erm . . . ""Nobody,"
Saving Brownie I Know His Little Secret
"Come on, Brownie. Come to the carnival with Ian and me," I begged as I tugged at Clark's strong arms. He ignored me like always as he quietly texted on his phone. I tried to peek as to who he was busily chatting with, but he shot me a sharp look, his cold, hard eyes shooting daggers at me."Yeah, George is right. You should tag along with us," Ian said, but Clark ignored him too. Typical.I playfully twirled my hair with my fingers and sat on Clark's lap to annoy him. I thought he would push or shove me away but to my astonishment, he wrapped his arms around my waist. I instantly regretted sitting on his lap and gulped. I could feel his hot breath on my throat as I chose to suppress the weird, tingling sensations. I looked over at Ian who was texting now too. Great! Fucking fantastic! Now both were ignoring me!"George, Clark, I have to go," Ian announced as he got up. "I got some work."Ian left as Clark continued with his texting. I yawned when suddenly I noticed I had a spare, pin
Saving Brownie Billionaires and Dora
"Yes George! You can do it!" Ian cheered and clapped as I stuffed spicy chicken wings in my mouth. It was an eating competition, a competition where hungry people like me belonged."Ian, this-this is too spicy! Tissue please!" I called out to Ian who rushed to me with a box of tissue papers. Water was streaming down my eyes and nose and sauce dripped from my mouth as Ian tried to wipe it. Gross, but tasty.Initially, the competition was fun with delicious chicken sliding down my tummy. The pepper sauce was so hot that I was afraid I would have to sit in the bathroom the entire next day. The sun was shining brightly and the ground felt like a hot, iron pan which just added to my bathroom worry. I hoped that my bladder would be alright.Clark was leaning against a car and coolly staring at me competing with a bunch of gigantic men, thrice my size. I was still aiming to win and maybe I could with determination and loosening my pants buttons.Some men gave up and passed out on the chairs
Saving Brownie Head Spinning Rides
"Aw, Ian! You're so sweet," I cooed as I looked at the bowl from which candies were spilling out. I playfully pecked Ian's cheek in delight and giggled. Clark scoffed as I unwrapped one of the fruity flavoured candy and relished it's tangy taste."I need to wash my hands and face. I'm getting sweaty," I said to Clark and Ian and headed to the open stands where wash basins were located.I hummed some random song and washed my dirty hands when an old man, probably in his late seventies came to wash his hands too. He gurgled and the noise made me gag. I narrowed my eyes at him when suddenly he removed his teeth set and I gasped.I didn't realize it was fake for a few seconds. I blinked rapidly as he coolly washed the fake teeth set. I laughed loudly when realization hit me and all the people nearby looked at us amusingly. I explained to the people in between my laughs and they didn't really get much of the joke. They looked at me as if I just stole their mother and quietly walked away.I
Saving Brownie Kisses from the Vomit
"Are you alright?" Ian asked, his voice laced with concern and I nodded faintly. He was holding my stringy hair as I was spewing behind the bushes."Here." Clark offered me a bottle of water. I snatched it from him and narrowed my eyes. He should have been the one puking behind the bush, not me. I washed my face and tried to clean the vomit with water. My nose scrunched up in disgust at the gooey mess."Do you feel better?""Lighter," I replied to Ian and he handed me a towel. I wiped my face and exhaled loudly. "My mouth still tastes like vomit, ugh. Brownie, would you like to kiss me now?""What?" Clark asked as he looked up from his phone."Come here, Brownie. Kiss me sexy ass," I said playfully and took a few steps towards him. He looked horrified and Ian laughed. "Come on, delicious Brownie. Don't be shy.""Ew, Georgia. You just . . . " he trailed off as I went after him."I didn't know you were capable of saying 'ew.'" I chased him around until I came across a few sweet stalls.
Saving Brownie Diarrhoea is a Hoe
"Hello, George," Ian greeted through the phone and I sloppily got up from bed.I asked wearily, "What happened Ian?""Clark and I were going to-wait, are you alright?" he said, his voice laced with concern and worry."No, I'm sick.""Why? I mean what happened?""It's not that severe---""Do you want me to bring you something? Or take you to the doctor?" he bombarded me with a series of questions and I exhaled loudly.I said a bit forcefully, "No, it's nothing really.""It must be something George. Is it cold or fever?""Neither.""Then what is wrong?" he asked again and I hesitated. "What is it George? You're such a tough cookie, you---""Nothing! I just . . . ate a lot yesterday and my bladder got all weird," I admitted in a low voice, trying my best to not get embarrassed."Oh," Ian said and there was a long pause."Yeah, so I need to go to the bathroom again, you know," I said awkwardly and sprinted to the bathroom."Oh yeah, sure. Take care and if you need anything, you can---""D
Saving Brownie No P**n for Children
"Oh my god! Yes, I did it!" I squealed when I saw the football hit the goal. Clark, Ian, I and some local boys were playing football with Ian, I and two boys in one team, whereas Clark and the others in the other team. Somehow I had managed to beat the other team and I was overjoyed to see Clark groan in defeat."That was so cool, George!" Ian came running to me and we did a hard chest bump. I was so caught up in the moment that I forgot I had boobs. The moment after our chests collided, I sat down in embarrassment and a slight pain."I'm so sorry George. I forgot you had erm . . . " Ian trailed off and I laughed awkwardly."Ah, no that's fine. It's hurting but I can't possibly put bandage over my boobs now, can I?" I massaged my tits and Ian just stared at me. He seemed so guilty for initiating the chest bump in the first place. I assured him that I was fine so he reluctantly went towards Clark.By now, a small crowd of the boys playing with us gathered around me. Their gaze was fixe
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