Sex could pretty much sum up the lives of Preshy. Preshy desired and loved to be licked in places by guys and ladies to licked her in place guys never knew existed. Preshy wanted all of her misery to be sexed away, Liz who is Preshy best friend and she having fun. Mike is nothing more than a vivid fantasy that comes equipped when answering the calls of sex – starved, lonesome bodies needing attention most especially from women.

Sweet Kitty

"I don't need you," Michele shot back. Her voice sounded like a choked howl. "I know." Annie soothed. "I don't." She sounded plaintive. "I know. It's okay." Annie promised, petting her. Her hand felt cold against Michele's burning furrowed brow. She kissed her cheek, tasting the tears. Even as her own eyes brimmed with sorrow she was lifting the tears off the stronger girls cheeks with her lips. Annie thought of a half-forgotten movie she'd watched with her mother when she was much younger. Japanese peasant woman kneeling on the ground, weeping and picking up individual grains of rice out of the dirt with chopsticks after their village had been attacked and pillaged. She hadn't understood what was happening, why the women were doing that. "It's because they are so poor," her mother had explained, "they're desperate." 


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