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No one’s going to forget the kid who almost stabbed someone, even if it has been over a year.”
"We made out in the bathroom once, but that's not a thing."
But as much as I had teased Manson - little stuck-up cheerleader that I was - Manson teased back. We had the misfortune of our lockers being next to each other, so there was no avoiding the sight of his annoying face. There were days we would bicker back and forth in the halls all the way to class, name-calling, insulting, laughing -
I wasn't really sure if it was normal to develop a crush on my nemesis,
I'd said worse things about Manson to his face, worse things to all his friends; but when someone else said it, it irritated me in a way I couldn't fully understand.
He drank. He drank the damn cup rather than give my thong back, and my mouth dropped open.
“Keep it up, Jess. I know you need some discipline in your life. You’ll earn it soon enough.”
“Go crawl and get my beer, Jessica – before I put you up against the wall and spank that cute little ass of yours until you figure out how to behave.”
“You’re going to follow and accept your punishment like a good girl, aren’t you?”
There was a tap on my head, something pressing me down and keeping me there. Within moments I recognized the textured feeling of a boot sole, and realized Manson had pressed his opposite foot on top of my head.
“Oh, Jess. Poor little angel. I’ve made a sinner out of you. Enjoying your punishment so much it’s making you wet. So cute.”
“You deserve to have your clit aching all night. You deserve to have duct tape slapped over it so you can’t touch while I crush your pretty little pussy under my boot.”
“I can do whatever I want, angel. I can make you suffer all night and never give you release. I can spank you again just because I like hearing you scream - and you do sound so pretty when you scream.”
“You’re so mean.” He grinned, and kissed my forehead. “Oh, angel. You have no idea.”
“What did we used to tell you, Jess? You fuck with one of us, you fuck with all of us.” Manson’s voice rumbled eagerly from behind me, deepening with excitement, “And if you want to fuck one of us, you fuck all of us.”
“You’re doing so well, angel, I’m so proud." He spoke gently, his voice soothing. "You look so pretty with your mouth filled up with his cock.”
