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sample forced girl "forcedgirl" story: I knew he was only talking about the birds, but somehow, the look was like he was talking about something else, something private. I shuddered slightly, remembering how I touched myself and thought of him. Did you ever get the feeling someone was looking at you and seeing all you'd done or thought, and *thinking* about it while they looked at you? Usually, in church, I thought God must do that. I did it with kids at school sometimes. I watched them so much that I knew why they did the things they did. I could tell what they were going to do a lot. A few times, when I was angry, I told them, just to see that worried look they'd get. I was silly about it, though; when they asked, I said it was magic. He was looking at me like that. I had a feeling he could tell _me_ what I was going to do, if it suited him. It scared me, standing there thinking of that. The rock was still pretty public, on the other hand. So I just stood there. When I felt less startled, I looked back up at him. "Hi, Phillip!" I said, brightly, trying to sound like it was the most natural thing to run into him there. "Nice day, isn't it?" He laughed then, like I expected him to. It make things feel better fast. Less scary. "Wanna talk to me again?" I sat down on the edge of the rock, dangling my legs off the side... continue -> rape paysites |
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