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  1. "Hey good lookin'. I'm talking to ya. You tryin' to ignore me?"
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  3. You keep your head low and keep shuffling across the gym. You're the only one there and you know she's talking to you but you know better than to respond when Lee Kanker is catcalling you. You walk right past her and pick up speed, but not so much that it's noticeable. You hear her sneakers scratch on the gym floor as she picks up to follow you and you try to put some more distance between the two of you. You don't get very far.
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  5. "Hey!"
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  7. Her arm slams on the wall in front of you and you stop just short of clotheslining yourself on her arm. You try to duck underneath it but she lowers her arm too fast, and when you try to turn around and flee the other way she boxes you in with her other arm. She's got you trapped. You turn to face her, but you keep your head pointed down. You feel like if you look her in the eyes she'll get some sick satisfaction out of it.
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  9. "Didn't you hear me talkin' to ya?"
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  11. "...leave me alone, Lee."
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  13. Great comeback. Really great. You're sure you scared her off with that one. Or not, because she just snickers and pushes you further away from the exit. You stumble, before you can get your footing she shoves you again with both hands. She's laughing harder now, you can almost feel that yellow smile glaring at you. You look up just in time to see her shoulder tackle you as hard as she can, knocking the breath out of you. As you tumble you try to grab hold of something to catch yourself. You snatch onto a handle, but it gives way and you fall backwards into the girl's locker room.
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  15. "Jeez kid, you gotta watch your step." Lee says, stepping in after you, "That looked like a nasty fall."
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  17. You try to stand up, but Lee's already got you. She grabs onto your wrists and lifts you up off the ground, slamming you into a locker and pinning you there with her chest. You can feel old sweat on her, already gone cold. You look her in the eyes (Or well, the bangs) and she smiles back at you. She pushes her face into yours, forcing your lips together and then spreading them with her tongue. You feel her disgusting spit enter your mouth, her tongue slapping against yours and scraping along the inside of your cheeks. The taste makes you tear up and the second she breaks free you start to cough and spit.
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  19. Lee seems to love watching you squirm, "Too much? It's okay, most men can't handle a real woman without a little guiding hand."
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  21. "What do you want from me, Lee?" You say between coughs.
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  23. "Heh, and here I thought it was obvious." Lee, still clutching your wrists, spins around and tosses you. You stumble backwards, trip on a bench and land flat on it. Lee's circling you like an animal now, "What do I always want from you, sweet cheeks?"
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  25. You sit up, rubbing your head, "You can't keep doing this Lee."
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  27. "Oh? Well you can't be in the girl's locker room, last time I checked. So you can either play ball or I can tell the principal you were in here snortin' panties. Marie and May'll agree with me, and I figure three girls is enough against you."
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  29. You remain silent.
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  31. "That's what I thought. Now we're gonna make this quick. I got a hot date in an hour and I wanna clean myself up."
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  33. Lee crosses her arms over her chest and pulls that stained white tank-top she loves so much over her head, then tosses it aside. Her pasty skin is now on full display, including her modest breasts. How she got away with being braless in such a getup is beyond you, but it's hardly your concern now. What IS your concern is how she lifts her surprisingly toned arm and reveals a thick thatch of curly red hairs. You're immediately disgusted by the sight and shortly after you're disgusted by the smell. Even at the arm's length you're sitting at, the distinct aroma of soured onions and a pronounced twinge of vinegar is enough to make you curl your nose. Lee's hand is suddenly behind your head and before you can cry out you're thrust into the abyssal pit.
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  35. "Speed stick's too expensive for a girl like me, you know that right?" Lee says, "I prefer a cute face to just soak all that up."
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  37. You know it now, at least. Her net of crimson, sweat-dripping armpit hairs are now your entire world. You can't see, smell or (unfortuantely) taste anything but the twisting filaments scraping up against you. They've got a texture just a rung below steel wool, and an odor so fierce and so cloying you could swear it was nearly poisonous. Every straining breath you take it lined with the vile, moist essence of her befouled underarm. And every droplet of her noxious perspiration that slips into your nostrils or across your tongue seems to burn at your senses long after the initial liquid has been absorbed. When she finally pulls you free of her pungent prison you're left gasping for whatever semi-fresh air you can get.
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  39. "Aw, don't be a baby; it wasn't that bad. I should be upset with you for that lousy job. 'sides, you still got another pit left and I wanna see some tongue!"
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  41. You have no intention of opening your mouth for her, but she grabs ahold of your jaw and forces it open before jamming your face into her opposite armpit. The smell is renewed in your senses with the fresh coat of sweat waiting for you, but this time the smell is the least of your concerns. With your mouth open, Lee drags your tongue over her pit fuzz repeatedly, like someone painting a wall. Your spit mats down her fur coat, which must be what she was looking for because she lets you go far quicker than the last pit. In fact she lets you go completely, which is good because you needed a second to yourself to spit and gag on the vile, garlicky flavor of her underarm which seems to be permanently stuck to your tongue.
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  43. Lee manages to hold back laughing at you long enough to add in, "There we go, see how easy things are when you're not a little bitch about it?"
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  45. You look up at her, scowl, and turn to leave. She grabs you on the shoulder and sits you down again.
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  47. "Ah ah ah," Lee says, "You're not done."
  48.  
  49. "But I-"
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  51. You start to say, but Lee cuts you off. Not by speaking over you or hitting you, but by undoing the top button of her daisy dukes. Your eyes widen. She undoes the zipper and pushes her panties down low, just enough for you to be able to see her pubic hair. If her armpits were sheep, her crotch is a wooly mammoth. Which is to say she's got almost as much carpeting as she does drapes. You're honestly amazed that she can fit that much of a brushfire in those tiny shorts of hers without stray strands poking out.
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  53. "So, I guess by the way you're staring you like what you see, huh?"
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  55. You open your mouth to protest, but you're not sure what you want to say. Lee takes it as a yes, pushing her hips into your face and straddling you so that her thick, wiry jungle is pushing straight into your nose. She grinds against you, smearing the scent into your sinuses. It's much different than the scent of her armpits, a richer, muskier stink that's even harder to breathe. You feel like your head is getting cloudy from the densely foul, yet oddly phenomenal stench. You hate every gasp, but you keep sniffing because something about it is impossibly alluring. At first you thought it smelled so strongly because of her poor hygiene, but something about it smelled naturally pungent. You start to think it's a little from both columns, her own natural musk combined with just a hint of stewing in her own juices.
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  57. "Hey, quit snorting it and get slobbering, or we'll be here all day."
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  59. Lee leans back enough that your mouth is free and you instinctively start to lap at her firecrotch. You slurp and suck at the foul smelling thatch, not caring about the wiry hairs getting stuck in your teeth. You keep snorting too, desperate to get more of the smell that you're not tasting. That sour aphrodisiac between Lee's legs has you so entranced that you don't realize just how much of a spectacle you're making out of yourself. Until of course, Lee reminds you of it.
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  61. "Holy shit kid," Lee pushes your face away from her crotch, "take it easy. You know that's not even my pussy you're munching, right? You're sucking on pure red carpet."
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  63. Part of you knew it, of course, but the rest of you is still embarrassed to think that you had been so passionately sucking on a girl's pubes without even thinking about her vagina.
  64.  
  65. "Sorry," you squeak, which when said between a girl's legs is probably even more pathetic.
  66.  
  67. Lee climbs up off of you, zipping up her fly. She opens up her locker, slips on a new shirt and says to you,
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  69. "Heh, don't worry about it, you freak. You did a good enough job anyway. Now let's get going, we got somewhere to be."
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  71. "We?" You say
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  73. "I told you I had a date, didn't I? You don't think a lady like me would let you suck her pits unless you were gonna buy her dinner, do ya?"
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  75. You stand up, trying your best to muster up some outrage, "What makes you think I wanna go anywhere with you after you practically raped me?"
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  77. "Oh I dunno," Lee points down at your lap, "Prolly that boner of yours. Speaking of which, you should take care of that thing before our date. I don't want people seeing you walking around with it and thinking I'm going out with some weirdo."
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  79. You blush and cover your lap, making Lee burst out laughing. She strides past you, out the door, and calls over her shoulder,
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  81. "I'll wait outside till that thing's under control. But make it snappy, I'm starving!"
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  83. Still blushing, you look back down and your lap and run a hand over it. You wonder quietly to yourself if you should really fap, or if you should save it. Do you really think you've got a chance at her? You feel something between your teeth and pull a curled red hair out from there. You can't help but smile. You run outside to meet Lee.
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  85. "Done already? Wow, that's sad." She says, "Now where you taking me to eat? Remember: Make it something good and I might actually let you see my cunt tonight... or maybe you'd rather spend the evening picking ass hairs out of your teeth. Either one's good with me, ya freak."
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