> version 1.1 (2025-07-17) A considerable portion of Ghosts of Glory High version 1.0's language is considered to be confusing, repetitive, or inaccurate (regarding the use of certain words or entire phrases). It also contains a small quantity of typographical errors (which pale by comparision, lol). In order to tell a more entertaining narrative, the following changes were applied to Ghosts of Glory High version 1.0 (the top statement is the original; the bottom phrase is the revised format): > Chapter 1: "Teacher's Lounge" ===================================================================================== * After making initial functional changes to chapter one, a lot of the language was re-imagined (mainly condensed) in order to make it more enjoyable to read. The original version 1.1, chapter one changes are listed between these equals signs borders ("TAINT" headers mark the original content and "CLEAN" headers mark the updated versions): --- TAINT --- Thumps of bass compressed Gwen's ear drums between sine wave oscillations. Piano bonk samples ended a stanza before two tones proceeded a slightly lower note. Hazel irises embedding Gwen's strawberry illuminated face stared, stupidly. Gwen's licorice locks departed her dumbfounded scalp and eclipsed her shoulders. Raspberry light illuminating charcoal strands, golden irises, and pine colored cheeks became lime green. Iris soot examined Gwen's kiwi lighted facial features between chocolate hair fluffs. Espresso brows crumpled a celery nasal chute above a smirk dividing thick sideburns. Gwen stared at black shutters hiding between squinting eyelids. She searched chiseled cheeks glowing lime green and sifted a muscular chest. Pistachio rays switched to cyan and highlighted onion biceps framing pectoris steak. --- CLEAN --- Thumps of bass compressed Gwen's ear drums between sine wave oscillations. Piano bonk samples ended a stanza before two tones proceeded a slightly lower note. Hazel irises embedding Gwen's strawberry illuminated face stared, stupidly. Gwen's licorice locks departed her dumbfounded scalp and eclipsed her shoulders. Raspberry light illuminating charcoal strands, golden irises, and pine colored cheeks became lime green. Iris soot examined Gwen's kiwi lighted facial features between chocolate hair fluffs. Espresso brows crumpled a celery nasal chute above a smirk dividing thick sideburns. Gwen searched pupil checkers parting hazy lids and cheek limes topping rib leather. Pistachio rays switched to cyan and highlighted onion biceps framing pectoris steak. --- TAINT --- "L-Lloyyyd?" Gwen slurred. "wwWhat is you do-iiing??" Gwen figured her difficulty speaking was caused by having too much to drink. Lloyd stared at Gwen's honey tinted irises but didn't bother saying anything. Gwen noticed Lloyd's aroused dick departing a patch of curly hair below his navel. A pin sized canal pierced a salmon rubber ball surmounting Lloyd's swollen pecker. "You're circumciiised--" Gwen gushed between lazy teeth. "Isss beautifulllll--" Gwen focused hazel eye shutters on handlebar ab grips framing Lloyd's belly crater. Cyan radiation igniting Lloyd's approaching stomach steel switched to violet. Gwen noticed *she* was naked when Lloyd's finger gristle grazed her shoulder velvet. Lloyd caressed porcelain skin pudding forming Gwen's baseball shaped chest sacks. Lloyd jolted Gwen's sedated chest ligaments by wringing her areola chocolate chips. Spasms permeating Gwen's armpit nerves caused her to siphon a startled breath. --- CLEAN --- "L-Lloyyyd?" Gwen drunkenly slurred. "wwWhat is you do-iiing??" Lloyd stared at Gwen's honey tinted irises but didn't bother saying anything. Gwen spotted pin tunneled dick salmon topping a curly hair patch under Lloyd's navel. "You're circumciiised--" Gwen gushed between lazy teeth. "Isss beautifulllll--" Gwen focused hazel eye shutters on handlebar ab grips framing Lloyd's belly crater. Cyan radiation igniting Lloyd's approaching stomach steel switched to violet. Gwen noticed *she* was naked when Lloyd's finger gristle grazed her shoulder velvet. Lloyd caressed Gwen's baseball breast pudding and wrung her areola chocolate chips. Spasms traveling Gwen's sedated armpit nerves caused her to siphon a startled breath. --- TAINT --- "AAaaaa--" Gwen purred from gratified lips. "Oooohh, Lloyyyd--" Tangerine capped cream fingers grazed the base of Gwen's lanky neck ceramic. Diagonal banners formed from rainbow heart shapes adorned Gwen's charcoal bed spread. Gwen's Valentine fleece streaks alternated strawberry, flamingo, plum, blueberry, cyan, and banana yellow. Mango nail caps permeated vivid bed spread felt cuddling Gwen's throat custard. Pale digits followed the rim of Gwen's left breast. The sherbet talons polished slate chest elastic cradling her apple shaped tits. They invaded Gwen's pasta hoisted shirt graphite and gripped her nipple droplet. Gwen's raven noggin sun rays framed her dove cheeks along a heart stripe pillow sham. Gwen's friend Allie nestled her bicep and hip velvet under blanket love spots. Allie's cranium crow quills formed bangs above her eyes and overlooked her deltoids. Her blue jay irises observed peaceful breaths escaping Gwen's ivory facial points. Allie studied her companion's wiggling eye flaps and wadded her areola pencil eraser. Gwen unsheathed her agitated cornea scotch and fled rainbow pillow hearts. --- CLEAN --- "AAaaaa--" Gwen purred from gratified lips. "Oooohh, Lloyyyd--" Rose, tulip, plum, juniper, cyan, and lemon hearts split fleece soot coddling Gwen's neck curd. Mango tipped finger cream invaded pasta shirt slate and gripped Gwen's nipple drop. Gwen's raven noggin sun rays framed her dove cheeks along a love stripe, pillow sham. Her friend Allie nestled cozy bicep and hip velvet under blanket Valentine spots. Crow quills formed bangs above blue jay peepers admiring Gwen's peaceful breathing. Allie scanned her companion's bustling eye flaps and wadded her areola pencil eraser. --- TAINT --- "aaAAAA!" Gwen squealed. Allie unsealed excited giggles and twisted her friend's chest peg like a door lock. "AAAAaa!!" Gwen belted from infuriated lip salmon. Gwen pointed pissy iris amber at her cohort's ivory cheeks under crumpled brow soot. --- CLEAN --- "aaAAAA!" Gwen fired from turbulent facial marks. Allie unsealed excited giggles and twisted her friend's chest peg like a door lock. "AAAAaa!!" Gwen belted across lip salmon lining pissy iris amber. --- TAINT --- "aAAA! Fuck!!" Gwen shrieked from arched body porcelain. Gwen glared at Allie from her heart striped pillow and popped her ivory throat satin. Allie extracted startled digits from her mattress companion's top and faced the wall. She clawed her clavicle quartz with tangerine digit dots and expelled violent gasps. "I don't *want* this right now, frrreak!!" Gwen belted from disgusted speaking seams. Gwen unraveled her rainbow love blanket and faced Allie's rear scalp charcoal. She mashed her tits with thigh pine exiting olive, cherry, lemon, cream, and licorice panty stripes. She shoved Allie's buttermilk shoulder blades with her blueberry capped toes. "Bitch!" Gwen fired from spiteful oral rims. Gwen mated her friend's panicked brow butter with a bedside table corner made of oak. --- CLEAN --- "aAAA! Fuck!!" Gwen shrieked from arched body porcelain. The infuriated princess popped her mattress companion's satin throat porcelain. Allie flipped the other direction and clawed gasping aorta quartz with citrus talons. "I don't *want* this right now, frrreak!!" Gwen belted from disgusted speaking seams. Gwen stripped lime, cherry, lemon, cream, and coal panty marks before loading leg dairy. "Bitch!" Gwen spat while using juniper toe caps to mate brow butter with table oak. --- TAINT --- "Gaaa!" Allie grunted using mortified saliva seals. Allie crumpled achy ocular fur with neon digit caps and sucked frosty bedroom gasses. Gwen stripped Cupid fleece clinging leg pine beyond Allie's licorice strap tank top. Gwen stomped cherry and blueberry heart frames adorning Allie's elastic hiny cream. She cleaved Allie's scapulas with her kneecap softball and extended her calf ceramic. --- CLEAN --- "Gaaa!" Allie grunted using mortified saliva seals. Allie crumpled achy ocular fur with neon digit caps and sucked frosty bedroom gasses. Gwen peeled Cupid fleece clinging leg pine beyond Allie's licorice strap tank top. --- TAINT --- "Get the-- fuck out of my bed!" Gwen commanded using ferocious mouth frames. Allie's frantic limb quartz departed Gwen's sheets and dragged her onto slate carpet. Allie's skimpy top and shins went airborne and hammered Gwen's granite wall paint. Her tomato tits popped her thigh mozzerella and rippled like gelatin dessert. Her popcorn nasal tip intersected her licorice haired cohort's enameled sheet rock. Gwen swatted Allie's crumpled sleeping linen and caccooned herself with heart fleece. "Ho!" Gwen barked. Allie wadded pitch shirt elastic draping her ivory facial points with neon nail caps. She balanced on mango toe acrylic and stumbled around the corner of Gwen's bed. --- CLEAN --- "Get the-- fuck out of my bed!" the bitchy queen commanded using hateful mouth seams. Gwen shoved Allie's rose and ozone, panty heart frames using blueberry toe dots. Allie's apple tits rippled her knees while her nose chickpea popped pitch wall paint. "Ho!" Gwen barked while cocooning herself with asphalt Valentine fleece. Allie snatched shirt tarmac draping her cheek ivory before stumbling past Gwen's bed. --- TAINT --- "mmmMMM!" Allie grumbled past agitated precipice porcelain. "I *hate* you, Gwen!!" Gwen ignored a hall door beating its wall port and snuggled vivid lounging hearts. --- CLEAN --- "mmmMMM!" Allie grumbled while fumbling agitated, tangerine walking talons. "I *hate* you, Gwen!!" Gwen ignored a hall door beating its wall port and snuggled vivid lounging hearts. --- TAINT --- "Ahhhh--" Gwen purred from gratified digestive flaps. Gwen studied her night table and realized her dream's music was-- actually playing. A white kitty face wearing a crimson head bow decorated flamingo radio plastic. Gwen scanned ruby feline crystals forging "3:45" and exhaled irritated gasses. Vanilla mini skirt facets shrouded lavender lamp ceramic beside Gwen's stereo. Gwen rotated a plastic knob under buttermilk light pleats using blueberry digit dots. The raven haired vixen's potato chip radiation ridges smoldered the color of the sun. --- CLEAN --- "Ahhhh--" Gwen purred from gratified digestive flaps. Gwen studied her night table and realized her dream's music was-- actually playing. A white kitty face wearing a crimson head bow decorated flamingo radio plastic. Gwen scanned ruby feline crystals forging "3:45" and exhaled irritated gasses. Vanilla mini skirt facets shrouded lavender lamp ceramic beside Gwen's stereo. Gwen rotated a platic knob using juniper digit dots and ignited potato chip ridges. --- TAINT --- Gwen's calf bottles tunneled her rose, tulip, violet, bluebonnet, cyan, and daisy heart stripes. Her baseball kneecaps dangled plantar cream and blueberry toe caps from her mattress. Gwen flattened palm porcelain beside thigh ivory and exhaled past ham colored lips. She folded charcoal stomach elastic and dangled scalp soot beside pearl cheeks. She rummaged below her bed and laid a three ring binder across her lap custard. She suspended dutiful instep quartz and sapphire tipped digits from crossed ankles. Sexual artwork tarnished notebook paper lining Gwen's translucent binder pockets. Gwen spent hours sketching her pale body arcs and scribbled "Lloyd"-- all over them. Gwen's iris honey drops sifted graphite strokes forging her areola and Lloyd's name. --- CLEAN --- Gwen's calf bottles tunneled rose, tulip, violet, bluebonnet, teal, and daisy heart stripes. Gwen flattened palm porcelain beside thigh ivory and exhaled past ham colored lips. She folded charcoal stomach elastic and dangled scalp soot beside pearl cheeks. She rummaged below her bed and laid a three ring binder across her lap custard. She suspended dutiful instep quartz and sapphire pedal claws using baseball kneecaps. Sexual artwork tarnished notebook paper lining Gwen's translucent binder pockets. Gwen spent hours sketching her pale body arcs and scribbling "Lloyd"-- all over them. --- TAINT --- "...lloyyyd..." Gwen read to herself. "...lloyyyd frrrrreeman..." Gwen scanned dual "L"s using ravenous port holes dividing her hazel irises. "...lllloyd..." Gwen shuffled beyond her salmon pigmented mouth meat. "...lllloyd freeeeeeman..." Gwen's indulgent digit blueberries uncovered a sensuous comic strip with four panels. Gwen's sketch, backed against a dresser, occupied the upper left, lined sheet square. Lloyd was etched beside Gwen's depiction and ripping her shirt stripes in the next. Gwen's image stretched sleeve streaks with bashful wrists and clawed her nude tits. --- CLEAN --- "...lloyyyd..." Gwen read while sifting graphite characters and aroela scribbles. "...lloyyyd frrrrreeman..." Gwen scanned dual "L"s using ravenous port holes dividing her iris honey drops. "...lllloyd..." Gwen shuffled beyond her salmon pigmented mouth meat. "...lllloyd freeeeeeman..." Gwen's indulgent digit blueberries uncovered a sensuous comic strip with four panels. Gwen's sketch, backed against a dresser, occupied the upper left, lined sheet square. Lloyd was etched beside Gwen's depiction and ripping her shirt stripes in the next. Gwen's image stretched sleeve streaks with bashful wrists and clawed her nude tits. --- TAINT --- "ahhhh--" Gwen purred from salmon pigmented mouth frames. Gwen revealed a four square comic defacing the back of Lloyd cock's feeding reel. The first space depicted Gwen teasing Lloyd's disgusted facade beyond a store window. The licorice haired vixen unstrapped skin tight jeans concealing her lace panties. The next block showed Gwen gliding her butt cheeks across display glass and laughing. The third square featured Lloyd detaching Gwen's shop panel and unbuckling his belt. Gwen was busy stuffing unfastened denim elastic with regretful tuchus pudding. In pane four, Lloyd stood on broken glass with his cock packed inside Gwen's hiny. Lloyd dangled a victorious cigarette from cackling lips while Gwen squealed for help. Gwen circled her slime drenched clitoris bump with blueberry spotted cream fingers. --- CLEAN --- "ahhhh--" Gwen purred from salmon pigmented mouth frames. Gwen revealed a four square comic defacing the back of Lloyd's cock feeding reel. The first space depicted Gwen teasing Lloyd by paring panty lace under tight jeans. The next block showed Gwen gliding her butt cheeks across display frost and laughing. In pane three, Lloyd split shop glass and belt felt while Gwen packed grim butt lard. In port four, Lloyd stood on broken shards with his cock stuffed inside Gwen's hiny. Lloyd dangled a victorious cigarette from cackling lips while Gwen squealed for help. Gwen circled her slime drenched clitoris bump with blueberry spotted cream fingers. --- TAINT --- "aAAAaaa--" Gwen croaked between gratified digestive seams. "mMMmmm--" Gwen reamed her vagina and tilted raven scalp filaments between her quartz shoulders. "mmMMAAAA--" Gwen grunted past indulgent trachea ridges. Gwen crumpled lip ham and cheek cream with blueberry nail caps and sanded her cervix. "MMMmmm--" Gwen groaned between indigo digit dots plowing her ceramic face velvet. "mmMMUUHH!" A similar three ring binder occupied Gwen's school desk later that morning. Gwen stuffed her school notebook with less erotic sketches and vanilla sheet spacers. Gwen scribbled "Schizophrenia" above a lined page, seaweed streak inside her journal. --- CLEAN --- "aAAAaaa--" Gwen croaked between gratified digestive seams. "mMMmmm--" Gwen reamed her vagina and tilted raven scalp filaments between her quartz shoulders. "mmMMAAAA--" Gwen grunted past indulgent trachea ridges. Gwen crumpled lip ham and cheek cream with blueberry nail caps and sanded her cervix. "MMMmmm--" Gwen groaned between indigo digit dots plowing her ceramic face velvet. "mmMMUUHH!" A binder flaunting less erotic sketches occupied Gwen's school desk a little later. Gwen scribbled "Schizophrenia" above a seaweed page line topping vanilla dividers. --- TAINT --- Gwen's thoughtful Psychology instructor stood beside his coal colored blackboard. Shiny birch and a steel collection tray bordered Mr. Tinney's slate writing tablet. Mr. Tinney used aged eye walnuts to search crystal tiles among silver ocular dowels. Peppered hair slicked across Mr. Tinney's scalp overlooked custard cheek pleats. An olive green vest with cherry argyle diamonds framed his starched shirt cream. Gwen's kind looking Psychology teacher searched his class and forged a warm smile. Gwen detested her first period educator and thought he looked like a fucking gay-wad. Mr. Tinney chalked a "one" and a half circle under his heading "Schizophrenia". --- CLEAN --- Gwen's keen Psychology mentor edged pine and tray steel framing his lofty blackboard. Mr. Tinney used wise eye walnuts to search crystal tiles among silver ocular dowels. Peppered hair slicked across Mr. Tinney's scalp overlooked custard cheek pleats. An olive green vest with cherry argyle diamonds framed his starched shirt cream. Gwen's kind looking Psychology teacher searched his class and forged a warm smile. Gwen detested her first period educator and thought he looked like a fucking gay-wad. Mr. Tinney chalked a "one" and a half circle under his heading "Schizophrenia". --- TAINT --- Lloyd occupied a desk beside Hailey's right hand shoulder quartz and hip circles. Cocoa noggin knots and jaw deep sideburn fluff shrouded Lloyd's iris tar and cheeks. Lloyd's long coveted, red-headed companion afforded him a longer smirk than usual. Ivory t-shirt elastic gripped Lloyd's upper body curves and entered limestone khakis. Hailey noticed untied shoelaces wadded beside one of Lloyd's worn, graphite sneakers. Hailey ducked and wove her adoring carcass branches between Lloyd's steel desk posts. She parked kneecap buttermilk along spotted tile frost and reached for Lloyd's kicks. Lloyd searched beige floor biscuits spotted with wine and coal underneath his desk. He scoured a shirt seam dividing Hailey's limber scapulas and slim waist pudding. Hailey's orb printed skirt silk lashed her lower back and paraded tiny tuchus curves. --- CLEAN --- Lloyd occupied a desk beside Hailey's right hand shoulder quartz and hip circles. Cocoa noggin knots and jaw deep sideburn fluff shrouded Lloyd's iris tar and cheeks. Lloyd's long coveted, red-headed companion afforded him a longer smirk than usual. Pearl t-shirt elastic gripped Lloyd's upper body curves and entered limestone khakis. Hailey noticed untied shoelaces wadded beside one of Lloyd's worn, graphite sneakers. The adoring fox braced tile frost between Lloyd's desk posts and culled loose twine. Lloyd searched beige floor biscuits spotted with wine and coal under his work table. He scoured seam ivory parting Hailey's slim scapulas and waist above hiny skirt orbs. --- TAINT --- "Lookin' good down there, Hailey," Lloyd commented from smirking mouth seams. Hailey sealed a flattered giggle behind lip bismuth and knotted Lloyd's shoelaces. She mashed rosy palms beside his sneaker mats and scooted hiny ovals onto her seat. She flashed a clumsy smile at Lloyd's cornea coals and checked her spiral notebook. The word "Schizophrenia" graced an aqua streak surmounting seventy writing sheets. --- CLEAN --- "Lookin' good down there, Hailey," Lloyd commented from smirking mouth seams. Hailey sealed a flattered giggle behind lip bismuth and knotted Lloyd's shoelaces. She scooted onto her seat using rosy palms and greeted Lloyd with a clumsy smile. She scoured "Schizophrenia" pencil marks above an aqua streak in her spiral notebook. --- TAINT --- "She flipped me off," Hailey vacantly observed. Hailey scribbled an opening numeral and a half circle under the heading in her notes. Wednesday shook ozone eyes and sprang raven brows piercing her keratin forehead veil. --- CLEAN --- "She flipped me off," Hailey vacantly observed. Hailey scribbled an opening numeral and a half circle under the heading in her notes. --- TAINT --- "Huh?" Wednesday inquired. Wednesday searched students straining polystyrene chairs behind cluttered work desks. "Who?" Hailey copied thoughtful insights Mr. Tinney shared on his birch framed blackboard. --- CLEAN --- "Huh?" Wednesday probed while searching crowded students under startled brow asphalt. "Who?" --- TAINT --- "The biiitch--" Hailey croaked using spiteful face sand. "G-wen." --- CLEAN --- "The bihhtch--" Hailey croaked while copying thoughtful insights Mr. Tinney shared. "G-wen." --- TAINT --- "Gwen?" Wednesday repeated. Hailey's licorice stranded comrade crumpled her vanilla pudding visual frames. "Is she a-- bitch?" --- CLEAN --- "Gwen?" Hailey's licorice stranded comrade repeated under crumpled temple custard. "Is she a-- bitch?" --- TAINT --- "She just called *me* a bitch," Hailey grimly explained. Hailey searched charcoal scalp filaments draping the rear of Gwen's narrow noggin. Wednesday extracted a journal from her denim back pack and sifted puzzled thoughts. --- CLEAN --- "She just called *me* a bitch," the ginger mistress grimly explained. Hailey ogled Gwen's hair coal while Wednesday fetched a journal from back pack denim. --- TAINT --- "wwWhy?" Wednesday cautiously probed. Wednesday scooted her book sack under her seat and laid down her spiral notebook. She flipped charcoal cover film kneaded with silly ghosts using pitch finger caps. --- CLEAN --- "wwWhy?" Wednesday triflingly prodded. The angelic goth flipped notepad soot kneaded with silly ghosts using pitch talons. --- TAINT --- "Yeah," Hailey grumbled past carnation lip gloss. Hailey checked Lloyd's chocolate felted cheeks with ocular gems beneath sight glass. "She's always trying to answer Mr. Tinney's questions?" Hailey sneered. Hailey searched her Psychology notes and sprang dispassionate apricot brows. "But, she *never* knows the answers." --- CLEAN --- "Yeah," Hailey grumbled past carnation lip gloss. Hailey checked Lloyd's chocolate felted cheeks with ocular gems beneath sight glass. "She's always trying to answer Mr. Tinney's questions?" the spicy princess sneered. Hailey searched her Psychology notes and sprang dispassionate, apricot brows. "But, she *never* knows the answers." --- TAINT --- "L-Lloyd?" Hailey parroted using bewildered precipice limestone. Hailey examined licorice scalp strands enclosing Gwen's pretentious cranium. "Why would she care if *Lloyd* sits back here?" Hailey asked her raven haired cohort. Wednesday stretched puzzled foundation ceramic smoothing her lower facial curves. --- CLEAN --- "L-Lloyd?" Hailey parroted using bewildered precipice limestone. Hailey examined licorice scalp strands enclosing Gwen's pretentious cranium. "Why would she care if *Lloyd* sits back here?" Hailey asked her raven haired cohort. --- TAINT --- "I've-- seen her around," Lloyd vacantly responded. Hailey's cocoa mopped companion gazed at emerald irises sifting her optical prisms. "Sometimes, I like to go out and party. You know?" Lloyd shrugged. "I've seen her here and there. Never really talked to her much. And-- Mr. Young stuck us in a two person lab group in Biology a while back." Lloyd checked Gwen's shoulder length noggin slate and siphoned a spiteful breath. "And, she seemed to like me a little bit." Hailey searched Lloyd's arabica forehead fluffs and drew thoughtful classroom gasses. --- CLEAN --- "I've-- seen her around," Lloyd vacantly responded. Hailey's cocoa mopped companion gazed at emerald irises sifting her optical prisms. "Sometimes, I like to go out and party. You know?" Lloyd shared with a shrug. "I've seen her here and there. Never really talked to her much. And-- Mr. Young stuck us in a two person lab group in Biology a while back." Lloyd checked Gwen's shoulder length noggin slate and siphoned a spiteful breath. "And, she seemed to like me a little bit." Hailey searched Lloyd's arabica forehead fluffs and drew thoughtful classroom gasses. --- TAINT --- "Ohhh--" Hailey expelled from dazed cheek ceramic. Hailey crumpled captivated temple custard framing her emerald cornea facets. "rrReally??" --- CLEAN --- "Ohhh--" the mango mopped vixen expelled among dazed cheek ceramic. Hailey crumpled captivated precipice limestone framing her emerald cornea facets. "rrReally??" --- TAINT --- "Oh, yeahhh--" Lloyd croaked from rocking precipice husk. Lloyd gazed at Hailey's pupil jade and mashed his grim lip salmon with nervous teeth. "*I* think she's a-- fuckin' fruit cake." Hailey puffed a frosty breath between uncertain lip arcs waxed with flamingo menthol. Wednesday copied insightful psychology notes Mr. Tinney dictated and shook her head. --- CLEAN --- "Oh, yeahhh--" Lloyd croaked before presenting Hailey's eye jade with tense features. "*I* think she's a-- fuckin' fruit cake." Hailey passed a grim breath over minty lip arcs while Wednesday copied dutiful notes. --- TAINT --- "*Everybody* thinks she is," Wednesday interjected. "She's always-- shouting out all the wrong answers." Wednesday oscillated irritated cheek quartz housing her optic teal and hair charcoal. "It's fffuckin' annoying." Wednesday swiped notes and then poked her wise lip rubies with a pitch pencil eraser. "One time, she reminded Ms. Gord that she forgot to assign homework." --- CLEAN --- "*Everybody* thinks she is," Hailey's bubbly sidekick interjected. "She's always-- shouting out all the wrong answers." Wednesday oscillated irritated cheek quartz housing her optic teal and hair charcoal. "It's fffuckin' annoying." The perky minx penciled bulletin conjecture, then poked rosy lips with eraser tarmac. "Last week, she reminded Ms. Gord that she forgot to assign homework." --- TAINT --- "Like-- right at the end of class," Wednesday spitefully critiqued. Hailey uncovered disgusted bicuspids embedding her carnation glossed mouth rims. "She's *that* kid," Wednesday snarled between cherry stained digestive frames. Lloyd buried his nasal chute between his thumb and index finger and shook his head. --- CLEAN --- "Like-- right at the end of class," Wednesday snarked while Hailey bared pissy teeth. "She's *that* kid," the disgusted countess extruded past cherry speech seals. --- TAINT --- "An-y-wayyy--" Lloyd croaked beyond frustrated vocal streaks. "So, she's like-- a total weirdo. You know?" --- CLEAN --- "An-y-wayyy--" Lloyd croaked while crimping his celery nasal chute. "So, she's like-- a total weirdo. You know??" --- TAINT --- "She's one of those kind of peopllle--" Lloyd groaned. Lloyd embedded cherry spinal plastic with quartz scapula elastic and folded his arms. "She gets all-- pissy over nothing?" Lloyd artlessly blathered. "You knowwwww??" Hailey conceded with cautious nods and noticed Lloyd re-checking Gwen's scalp soot. Lloyd pointed eye coal at Hailey's emerald irises and crinkled caramel ocular frames. "We were dissecting-- some kind of-- pig-- thing??" Lloyd fumbled past his long lips. --- CLEAN --- "She's one of those kind of peopllle--" Lloyd embedded cherry spinal plastic with quartz scapula elastic and folded his arms. "She gets all-- pissy over nothing? You knowww??" Hailey nodded while Lloyd re-checked Gwen's scalp soot, then presented temple pleats. "We were dissecting-- some kind of-- pig-- thing??" --- TAINT --- "Oh, *that's* it--" Lloyd graciously responded. "It was an unborn fetus. Anyway, so I showed up a little late that day. And-- dumb-shit up there-- she had already started without me?" Lloyd parted sentient index fingers in front of Hailey's sparkling cornea jade. "And, I looked in the tray? Like-- that dissection tray you gotta use in Biology class?" Hailey acknowledged her chocolate fluffed counterpart with a cordial face bob. "And-- dumb-ass over there had cut it up into pieces." Hailey shriveled horrified expression velvet enameling her limestone facial points. --- CLEAN --- "Oh, *that's* it--" Lloyd graciously responded. "It was an unborn fetus. Anyway, so I showed up a little late that day. And-- dumb-shit up there-- she had already started without me?" Lloyd parted sentient index fingers in front of Hailey's sparkling cornea jade. "And, I looked in the tray? Like-- that dissection tray you gotta use in Biology class? And-- DUMB-ass had cut it up into pieces." --- TAINT --- "Ahhh-- What the hellll??" Hailey groaned between mint frosted mouth rims. Lloyd swatted irritated finger hot-dogs above his ceramic shoulder textile. --- CLEAN --- "Ahhh-- What the hellll??" Hailey groaned using shriveled expression velvet. --- TAINT --- "Oh, yeahhh--" Lloyd grimly grumbled. "She had shit all over the place. It was a mess. She didn't-- do a straight incision or-- pin back the cadaver's arms and legs or-- trim its organs or-- *anything* resembling actual lab work." --- CLEAN --- "Yeah, it was a-- fuckin' mess," Lloyd groaned while swatting irritated fingers. "She didn't-- do a straight incision or-- pin back the cadaver's arms and legs or-- trim its organs or-- *anything* resembling actual lab work." --- TAINT --- "So, she just-- cut it up into pieces?" Hailey meticulously probed. --- CLEAN --- "So, she just cut it into PEE-ces??" Hailey doubtingly probed. --- TAINT --- "She just sorta-- cut it all up. You know?" Lloyd ineptly shared with his feminine counterparts. "And then, she-- like, randomly-- stuck the body parts all over the place with those, like-- dissection pins they give you?" --- CLEAN --- "She just sorta-- cut it all up, yeahhh--" Lloyd shared with his feminine cohorts. "And then she, like-- randomly stuck the body parts all over the place with those-- dissection pins they give you?" --- TAINT --- "yyYep--" Lloyd grumbled between tormented digestive seams. "Needless to say, we got an F on that project." Lloyd scoured Hailey's emerald pupil slivers between his forehead keratin knots. "On a-- fuckin' dissection." --- CLEAN --- "Needless to say, we got an F on that project," the shaggy colt loathsomely grumbled. Lloyd scoured Hailey's emerald pupil slivers between his forehead keratin knots. "On a-- fuckin' dissection." --- TAINT --- "Whyyy?" Hailey snarled using shriveled precipice birch. Hailey paddled agitated digit embers beside her desert dune foundation easel. "Why did she *do* that??" --- CLEAN --- "wwWhy?" Hailey snarled before paddling agitated digit embers by her shoulder quartz. "Why did she *do* that??" ---TAINT --- "I don't *know*," Lloyd belted between upturned knuckle hot-dogs framing his cheeks. "Gwen's kinda strange. You know?" Lloyd recorded blackboard thoughts and glanced at Hailey's emerald irises. "She told me at the end of class," Lloyd continued. "She says-- 'Don't be late again, Lloyyyd'." --- CLEAN --- "*I* don't knowww--" Lloyd belted between upturned knuckle hot-dogs. "Gwen's-- kinda strange. You know?" Lloyd recorded Mr. Tinney's blackboard thoughts and probed Hailey's emerald irises. "She told me at the end of class," Lloyd continued. "She says-- 'Don't be late again, Lloyyyd'." --- TAINT --- "And, she was grrrinning at meee--" Lloyd loathsomely mocked. "Like it nev-er ev-en hap-pened." --- CLEAN --- "And, she was grrrinning at meee--" Lloyd ominously rehashed. "Like it nev-er ev-en hap-pened." --- TAINT --- "Hello," the man haunting Mr. Tinney's classroom remarked. The corridor wanderer shriveled wilted facial pudding bordering his cornea tar drops. "You must be Mr. Tinney. Is that right?" Mr. Tinney searched the passage explorer's eye pitch with skeptical walnut irises. --- CLEAN --- "Hello," the man haunting Mr. Tinney's classroom remarked. The corridor wanderer shriveled wilted facial pudding bordering his cornea tar drops. "You must be Mr. Tinney. Is that right?" Mr. Tinney searched the passage explorer's eye pitch with skeptical, walnut irises. --- TAINT --- "Uhhh--" the startled foyer inhabitant croaked. The hallway man patted a complimentary storage space lining his worn out jacket. "Ummm-- Oh, I'm--" The messy man scoured his coat and hoisted rust and silver brows above his forehead. "Oh, *there* it is--" The tunnel dweller presented Mr. Tinney's pecan shell eyes with a gold plated badge. "*I'm* Detective Moore. I'm with the police." Detective Moore forged a fake smile and sprouted wise creases from his ocular frames. --- CLEAN --- "Uhhh--" the foyer inhabitant croaked while patting complimentary jacket stowage. "Oh, I'm--" The messy man scoured his coat and hoisted rust and silver brows above his forehead. "Oh, *there* it is," the tunnel dweller mused while showing Mr. Tinney badge gold. "*I'm* Detective Moore. I'm with the police." Detective Moore forged a fake smile and sprouted wise creases from his ocular frames. --- TAINT --- "Well, uh--" Mr. Tinney grumbled. "Well, yeah. She's here." Mr. Tinney lapped anxious digestive rims underlining his silicate visual squares. "Can I ask-- what is this about?" --- CLEAN --- "Well yeah, she's here," Mr. Tinney grumbled before lapping anxious digestive rims. "Can I ask-- what this is a-BOUT?" --- TAINT --- "She didn't mention anything to you?" Moore prompted from curious facial folds. Detective Moore explored wine and coal tile spots and stroked his inquisitive chin. "Nah, why would she--? Well, her mother went missing this weekend," Moore shared with hasty cheek pudding. "And, their house burned down." Mr. Tinney sifted Detective Moore's dim pupil slats using corrective sight crystal. --- CLEAN --- "She didn't mention anything?" Moore quizzed before sifting wine and coal tile spots. "Nah, why would she--? Well, her mother went missing this weekend," Moore shared with hasty cheek pudding. "And, their house burned down." Mr. Tinney surfed Detective Moore's dim pupil slats using silicate visual squares. --- TAINT --- "Uhhh--" Mr. Tinney croaked from crumpled precipice custard. "You mean-- the house I read about in the paperrr?" Mr. Tinney searched students above cream shoulder silk escaping his olive vest yarn. "You mean, that was--" The pepper haired therapist spotted Hailey's emerald irises scouring his face butter. Mr. Tinney released astonished gasses from his nostrils and faced Detective Moore. "Do you need to take her out of class?" Mr. Tinney demanded. "Did, uh-- Did you find her mom?" Detective Moore paired cautious leg segments and stacked his margarita arm chutes. --- CLEAN --- "Uhhh-- The house I read about in the paper?" Mr. Tinney grievously probed. "You mean, that was--" The pepper haired therapist spotted Hailey's curious eye emeralds above his shoulder. "Do you need to take her out of class?" the olive vested tutor demanded. "Did, uh-- Did you find her mom?" Detective Moore paired cautious leg segments and stacked his margarita arm chutes. --- TAINT --- "What is it, Mr. Tinney?" Hailey demanded using somber precipice pine. Hailey spotted Detective Moore's intrusive upper body scouring teenage faces. The hapless inspector greeted Hailey's emerald eyes with a victorious grin and waved. The sight of Detective Moore's mummified emotion canvas made Hailey feel faint. --- CLEAN --- "What is it, Mr. Tinney?" Hailey demanded using somber precipice pine. Hailey spotted Detective Moore's intrusive upper body scouring teenage faces. The hasty inspector taunted Hailey's grim eye kale with a victorious grin and waved. --- TAINT --- "Is she-- missing, Hailey?" Mr. Tinney cautiously pried. "*I'm* sorry to hear that." Hailey lapped grim lip bismuth and searched her friend's uneasy cornea sapphires. Hailey detected Lloyd's protective fingers collecting her porcelain palm shafts. She soothed his comforting carpal ridges and excavated her tangerine digit caps. She scooted back her chair, balanced on vinyl foot rims, and brushed past Mr. Tinney. --- CLEAN --- "Is she-- missing, Hailey?" Mr. Tinney tenderly pried. "*I'm* sorry to hear that." Hailey lapped grim lip bismuth and searched her friend's uneasy cornea sapphires. She excavated mango claws from Lloyd's tender digits before planting vinyl foot rims. --- TAINT --- "It's not the first time," Hailey grumbled from disgusted, bubble gum lips. Mr. Tinney scoped Hailey's bicep silk and scalp ginger brushing her ribs and cheeks. Hailey spied Moore positioning his smug face pudding above folded cactus forearms. She pointed emerald irises at Gwen's ocular honey drops while passing the front row. The raven haired vixen crumpled her asparagus nasal chute and forged a sinister grin. "...what is *with* this cunt?..." Hailey gushed between baffled incisors. Detective Moore observed Hailey's oncoming wrist silk sweeping her printed hip ovals. --- CLEAN --- "It's not the first time," Hailey carelessly grumbled while brushing past Mr. Tinney. Mr. Tinney scoped Hailey's bicep silk and scalp ginger dusting her ribs and cheeks. Hailey spied Moore positioning his smug face pudding above folded, cactus forearms. She pointed emerald irises at Gwen's ocular honey drops while passing the front row. The raven haired vixen crumpled her asparagus nasal chute and forged a sinister grin. "...what is *with* this cunt?..." Hailey gushed between baffled incisors. Detective Moore observed Hailey's oncoming wrist silk sweeping her printed hip ovals. --- TAINT --- "Hello, Ms. Holloway," the diligent investigator kindly remarked. Moore adored birch knee apples navigating ruffled skirt soot above vinyl foot rims. He relished porcelain collar points oscillating under Hailey's emerald pupil facets. "You certainly look pretty, today," Detective Moore warmly commented. Hailey parked licorice shoes and tilted mango scalp twine along her scapula ivory. She felt like she was looking at Moore's wrinkled precipice from the floor. --- CLEAN --- "Hello, Ms. Holloway," the diligent investigator kindly remarked. Moore adored birch knee apples navigating ruffled skirt soot above vinyl foot rims. He relished porcelain collar points oscillating under Hailey's emerald pupil facets. "You certainly look pretty, today." Hailey parked licorice shoes and tilted mango scalp twine along her scapula ivory. She felt like she was looking at Moore's wrinkled precipice from the floor. --- TAINT --- "I need to ask you some questions," Detective Moore explained. "Are you up for that?" Hailey checked her friends across the classroom above her right hand shoulder silk. She noticed Wednesday shroud raven bicep flaps and Lloyd crumple cagey eye frames. Combed scalp silver topped a uniformed officer's head sleet in the teacher's lounge. Chrome push broom bristles overlooked the crisp enforcement droid's upper lip. Stout deltoids and biceps expanded blueberry arm chutes gripping his thick wrists. Golden badge emblems marked "City of Malley Police" ornamented his upper arm steel. An indigo tie and a silver tag divided his chest and ascended his left breast pocket. "Harris" spanned the shiny tag above a chrome badge with a forty-five degree vertex. Horizontal marks enclosed "City of Malley Police" above lower plate point curves. --- CLEAN --- "I need to ask you some questions," Detective Moore explained. "Are you up for that?" Hailey checked and saw Wednesday skimming bicep pitch and Lloyd crumpling cagey eyes. Combed scalp silver topped a uniformed officer's head sleet in the teacher's lounge. Chrome push broom bristles overlooked the crisp enforcement droid's upper lip. Stout deltoids and biceps expanded blueberry arm chutes gripping his thick wrists. Golden badge emblems marked "City of Malley Police" ornamented his upper arm steel. An indigo tie and a silver tag divided his chest and ascended his left breast pocket. "Harris" spanned the shiny tag above a chrome badge with a forty-five degree vertex. Horizontal marks enclosed "City of Malley Police" above lower plate point curves. Harris' juniper shirt packed ocean slacks with pineapple seams topping shoe licorice. --- TAINT --- Harris' navy blue shirt invaded deep ocean slacks with pineapple seam strips. The bulky officer's whale skin britches overlooked mirror polished shoe leather. Elegant table oak and leather lumbar cocoa housed Harris' elbows and framed his face. Bronze buttons the size of cherries secured the dense lawman's espresso seat puffs. Tomato butcher paper spanned a bulletin board beyond Officer Harris' scalp silver. Pencil and ruler doodles embellished wave edged card stock framing rosy media lining. Ozone, daisy, kiwi, and plum digits announced "The 9th Grade Teachers of Glory High". Photographs of staff and their families spanned ruby space under rainbow letters. Officer Harris examined a one foot window occupying thick door oak across the room. A clockwise spinning knob foreshadowed the wood hallway screen departing the lounge. Detective Moore's warm, spirited voice vibrated cozy, teacher hideout gasses. --- CLEAN --- Table oak and bronze pinned, leather cocoa housed Harris' elbows and framed his face. Pencil and ruler doodle waves bordered tomato bulletin paper beyond his scalp silver. Ozone, daisy, kiwi, and plum digits announced "The 9th Grade Teachers of Glory High". Photographs of staff and their families spanned ruby space under rainbow letters. Officer Harris examined a one foot window occupying waxed door bark across the room. A clockwise spinning knob foreshadowed the wood hallway screen departing the lounge. Detective Moore's warm, spirited voice vibrated cozy, teacher hideout gasses. --- TAINT --- "Dihhhd-- something happen to my mom?" Hailey oscillated past nervous lip bismuth. Officer Harris faced folded blueberry wrist tubes and exhaled a frustrated breath. --- CLEAN --- "Dihhhd-- something happen to my mom?" Hailey oscillated past nervous lip bismuth. Officer Harris faced folded, blueberry wrist tubes and exhaled a frustrated breath. --- TAINT --- "Why don't you have a seat, Ms. Holloway?" Moore forcefully suggested. Detective Moore joined his one foot shorter, white gold scalped accomplice. Hailey sanded nervous, tangerine finger caps with her feminine thumb limestone. She embedded coffee chair puffs with circular hiny art and grouped pine calf velvet. "We still haven't found your mother--" Detective Moore reluctantly conceded. Hailey scoured ivory ellipse borders bundling her frustrated thigh custard. --- CLEAN --- "Why don't you have a seat, Ms. Holloway?" Moore forcefully suggested. Detective Moore took a seet beside his one foot shorter, concrete scalped accomplice. Hailey sanded nervous, tangerine finger caps with her feminine thumb limestone. She embedded coffee chair puffs with circular hiny art and grouped velvet calf pine. "We still haven't found your mother--" Detective Moore reluctantly conceded. Hailey scoured ivory ellipse borders bundling her frustrated thigh custard. --- TAINT --- "Are you-- worried, yet?" Detective Moore sarcastically demanded. Hailey examined oval printed lap graphite and searched Moore's prying ocular coals. --- CLEAN --- "Are you-- worried, yet?" Detective Moore sarcastically demanded. --- TAINT --- "Is *that* why you're here?" Hailey ominously probed. The puzzled investigator crumpled vanilla face pudding framing his cornea tar drops. --- CLEAN --- "Is *that* why you're here?" Hailey probed while sifting Moore's prying ocular coals. --- TAINT --- "Uhhh--" Moore grumbled from astonished mouth seams. "I belieeeve--" The bumbling sleuth searched his cactus chest curtains with withered finger pudding. "Ummm--" Moore extracted a spiral notepad and shuffled lined sheets behind cherry cover resin. "That's-- exactly what you said, yesterday," Moore finally wrangled from his meticulous oral flaps. Hailey impressed cocoa elbow leather and braced her chin peach with a finger hammock. Detective Moore pointed a carrot shaped finger between Hailey's ocular emeralds. "Yesterday?" the finicky inspector obnxiously implored. "When I asked where your mother was??" Hailey wrinkled cerebral visual frames penetrating her rectangular optic crystals. --- CLEAN --- "Uhhh--" the puzzled investigator grumbled using astonished face crumples. "I belieeeve--" Moore fetched a pocket, spiral pad and shuffled lined sheets behind a cherry cover. "That's-- exactly what you said, yesterday," Moore wrangled from diligent oral flaps. The clumsy sleuth watched Hailey cradle her chin peach, then scanned blase eye jade. "Yesterday? When I asked where your mother was??" Hailey wrinkled cerebral visual frames penetrating her rectangular optic crystals. --- TAINT --- "rrRight--" Hailey croaked between carnation waxed lips. "Yeah, you *did* ask me exactly the same thing. Didn't you?" Detective Moore greeted Hailey's rocking precipice porcelain with expanded brow rust. --- CLEAN --- "rrRight--" Hailey croaked across nodding lip bismuth. "Yeah, you *did* ask me exactly the same thing. Didn't you?" --- TAINT --- "wwWell--" the argumentative law enforcer submitted. "That seems very strange to meee--" Detective Moore checked his substantial sidekick's silver cranium filaments. "Doesn't that seem *strange*, Officer Harris?" Moore demanded of his colleague. --- CLEAN --- "wwWell--" the tenacious enforcer submitted under sprung brow rust. "That seems very strange to meee--" Detective Moore checked his substantial sidekick's silver cranium filaments. "Doesn't that seem *strange*, Officer Harris?" Moore demanded of his colleague. --- TAINT --- "*Some* people might be a little worried," Moore beseeched with cynical face custard. "You asked about your mother a couple of tiiimes--" Detective Moore pleated wise visual borders and oscillated his skeptical cheeks. "But you don't really seem *worried* about her, to me." --- CLEAN --- "*Some* people might be a little worried," Moore beseeched with pleated face custard. "You asked about your mother a couple of tiiimes-- But you don't really seem *worried* about her, to me." --- TAINT --- "It's-- not the first time she's gone missing," Hailey retorted from agitated face pine. The frustrated sleuth searched his ginger headed guest's irritable emotion limestone. --- CLEAN --- "It's not the first time she's gone MISS-ing," Hailey retorted using pissy face pine. The frustrated sleuth searched his ginger haired guest's irritable emotion limestone. --- TAINT --- "Hailey," Officer Harris warmly interjected. Hailey probed Moore's cornea coals and pointed her eye jade at Harris' cyan irises. --- CLEAN --- "Hai-ley," Officer Harris warmly interjected. The cunning fox probed Moore's cornea coals, then acknowledged Harris' cyan irises. --- TAINT --- "I was suspended," Hailey happily shared. Harris examined his partner's wise face and then sifted Hailey's cornea emeralds. --- CLEAN --- "I was suspended," Hailey happily shared. Harris skimmed his partner's leathery cheeks, then examined Hailey's cornea emeralds. --- TAINT --- "Do you know what happened to the *other* kids?" Harris brashly probed. The uniformed enforcer reclined along puffed leather and folded his muscular wrists. "Travis Grihhh-ffin?" Harris somberly hooted. "Jennifer Rahhh-gers? Vicky Turrr-ner? Paul Snyyy-der??" Hailey drilled her silicate ocular aids and lapped menthol jelly frosting her lips. "Because-- *we* can't seem to find them," Officer Harris ominously boasted. "Or Vicky's dad, uhhh--" The astute jailer mashed afternoon canopy pupil slats with pensive visual crumples. "mmMartin Turner--" Officer Harris wrangled from his stubborn lip bristles. Detective Moore searched his cohort's silver scalp strands above his left shoulder. The meticulous analyst checked his notes and swatted a page along his worn knuckles. --- CLEAN --- "Do you know what happened to the *other* kids?" Harris probed before folding wrist gristle. "Travis Grihhh-ffin? Jennifer Rahhh-gers? Vicky Turrr-ner? Paul Snyyy-der??" Hailey drilled silicate ocular aids and lapped carnation menthol frosting her lips. "Because-- *we* can't seem to find them. Or Vicky's dad, uhhh--" The astute jailer mashed afternoon canopy, pupil slats with pensive visual crumples. "mmMartin Turner--" Officer Harris wrangled from stubborn lip bristles. Detective Moore searched his cohort's scalp silver, then swatted a tiny notes page. --- TAINT --- "Officer Harris-- would you give us a moment, please?" Moore coldly interjected. Harris scoured Moore's copper and steel head coils and scooted his chair backwards. Hailey glimpsed the stout lawman round the lounge table and heard him leave the room. Moore deposited his notes and rested wadded elbow cactus along leather arm shelves. He folded wise digits and admired Hailey freeing woven fingers from her chin apricot. The carrot haired vixen grazed arc printed lap charcoal with searing nail caps. She sanded spotted tile ivory with licorice toe rims and crossed antsy ankle cream. "Officer Harris is upset," Detective Moore haplessly blathered. "I'm-- really sorry that he keeps asking about Travis." The frustrated investigator lapped oblong mouth frames spanning his withered cheeks. "And-- Jennifer," Detective Moore haplessly appended. "And, Paul--" --- CLEAN --- "Officer Harris-- would you give us a moment, please?" Moore coldly interjected. Harris scoured Moore's copper and steel head coils, then scooted his chair backwards. Hailey glimpsed the stout lawman circle the lounge table and detected him leaving. Moore rested elbow cactus wads along bourbon arm shelves and folded wise digits. Hailey freed her chin apricot, finger weaves and grazed ivory printed lap charcoal. "Officer Harris is upset," Detective Moore blathered. "I'm-- really sorry that he keeps asking about Travis." The quizzical investigator lapped oblong mouth frames spanning his withered cheeks. "And-- Jennifer," Detective Moore haplessly appended. "And, Paul--" --- TAINT --- "I *heard* him," Hailey bluntly intercepted. Hailey didn't believe Harris suspected she, Wednesday, or Lloyd ruthlessly slaughtered Tommy, Joe, Gary, Tate, or Ms. Goodwin. And, she didn't think he suspected her circle contributed to Travis, Jennifer, Paul, Vicky, or Martin's disappearances. Hailey was certain the suspicion of she and her friends rested with Detective Moore. --- CLEAN --- "I *heard* him," Hailey impatiently intercepted. Hailey didn't believe Harris suspected her, Wednesday, or Lloyd of murdering Tommy, Joe, Gary, Tate, or Ms. Goodwin. And, she didn't think he fingered her circle for contributing to Travis, Jennifer, Paul, Vicky, or Martin's disappearances. Hailey was certain the suspicion of her and her friends rested with Detective Moore. --- TAINT --- "O-kay," Hailey vacantly conceded. Moore opposed his ginger headed guest's quizzical optic crystals with a warm smile. --- CLEAN --- "O-kay," Hailey vacantly conceded. Moore opposed his ginger headed guest's analytical optic crystals with a warm smile. --- TAINT --- "You rememberrr--?" the resourceful investigator painfully pried. "I asked you, yesterdayyy--?" Moore gripped his pickle skinned elbow with shriveled digits and stroked his chin. "How you came to knowww-- that your house had burned down??" Hailey searched the inquisitive analyst's glittering ocular tar and slowly nodded. --- CLEAN --- "You rememberrr--? I asked you, yesterdayyy--?" the lingering investigator pried. "How you came to know-- that your house had burned down??" Hailey watched the inquisitive analyst grip pickle, elbow canvas and stroke his chin. --- TAINT --- "Wednesday's," Hailey promptly reminded her vigilant host. "I, uhhh-- I stayed at Wednesday's house Friday night. And then, me and Wednesday were looking through the newspaper at Wednesday's house Saturday morning. We were wondering if there was any information about what happened at school, Friday." Hailey's rust haired harasser attentively swiveled his hardened precipice pudding. "And then, I found this article about-- my house burning down Friday night." --- CLEAN --- "Wednesday's," Hailey promptly reminded her vigilant host. "I, uhhh-- I stayed at Wednesday's house Friday night. And then, me and Wednesday were looking through the newspaper at Wednesday's house Saturday morning. We were wondering if there was any information about what happened at school, Friday." Hailey's rust haired harasser attentively rocked his hardened precipice pudding. "And then, I found this article about-- my house burning down Friday night." --- TAINT --- "ffFive-ninety-eight Cherry Layyyne--" Hailey impatiently responded. "That's my *house*, alright." Hailey trained keen ocular jade on Moore's eyes and turned sarcastic cheek pine. "I double checked." Detective Moore focused on Hailey's cornea emeralds and cradled his forehead pleats. --- CLEAN --- "Five-ninety-eight Cherry Layyne-- That's my *house*, alright." Hailey prodded Moore's insufferable ocular tar and swiveled sarcastic cheek birch. "I double checked." Detective Moore focused on Hailey's cornea emeralds and cradled his forehead pleats. --- TAINT --- "See, I can't help but wonderrr--" the observant investigator trivialized. "You read about your house on *Saturday*, is that right??" Detective Moore's apricot stranded guest rocked her agreeable face limestone. --- CLEAN --- "See, I can't help but wonderrr-- You read about your house on *Saturday*, is that right??" Detective Moore's apricot stranded guest floundered agreeable precipice limestone. --- TAINT --- "Any reason why you didn't run over there-- right away?" Moore curiously prodded. Hailey's mournful emotion display evacuated its blood supply and turned into ice. Her copper scalped host perceived her exhaling a frosty breath past nervous lip wax. "Msss. Holloway?" Detective Moore cautiously pried. Hailey sifted frantic thoughts and sanded pasty oral rims with somber tongue rubber. --- CLEAN --- "Any reason why you didn't run over there-- right away?" Moore curiously prodded. Hailey's mournful emotion display evacuated its blood supply and turned into ice. Her copper scalped host perceived her expelling a frosty breath past nervous lip wax. "Msss. Holloway?" Detective Moore obtrusively buzzed. Hailey sifted frantic thoughts and sanded pasty oral rims with somber tongue rubber. --- TAINT --- "I didn't *want* to," Hailey fumbled past hapless mouth beeswax. Detective Moore crumpled his scrupulous ocular frames and tilted his face pudding. --- CLEAN --- "I didn't *want* to," Hailey fumbled past hapless mouth beeswax. --- TAINT --- "You-- didn't want to?" the diligent operative attentively demanded. Hailey lapped fearful lip bismuth and scrutinized partially developed motivations. --- CLEAN --- "You-- didn't want to??" Detective Moore pried using dubious cheek pleats. Hailey lapped fearful lip bismuth and scrutinized partially developed motivations. ===================================================================================== Thumps of bass compressed Gwen's ear drums. Static crashes filled gaps between sine wave oscillations. Samples of piano bonks ended a stanza. A single, low note was followed by two slightly higher tones. Gwen's pale face glowed strawberry pink. Hazel irises sunken into the middle of Gwen's face stared, dumbly. Slick, black hair sprouted from the middle of Gwen's scalp. Gwen's shiny locks were chopped an inch above her shoulders. Eyes resembling soot stared at Gwen's kiwi illuminated facial features. Tufts of shaggy, chocolate colored hair dangled in front of charcoal irises. Fluffy eyebrows like espresso pointed at a space between staring pupils. A smirk drifted between a set of thick sideburns. Gwen stared into black shutters hiding between squinting eyelids. Gwen's pupils descended her fascinated corneas. A strong, muscular chest erupted below avocado illuminated facial curves. Chiseled cheeks glowed lime green. Kiwi tinted radiation switched to cyan. Teal reflecting biceps like large onions framed edges of muscular pecks. Gwen looked up. Thumps of bass compressed Gwen's ear drums between sine wave oscillations. Piano bonk samples ended a stanza before two tones proceeded a slightly lower note. Hazel irises embedding Gwen's strawberry illuminated face stared, stupidly. Gwen's licorice locks departed her dumbfounded scalp and eclipsed her shoulders. Raspberry light illuminating charcoal strands, golden irises, and pine colored cheeks became lime green. Iris soot examined Gwen's kiwi lighted facial features between chocolate hair fluffs. Espresso brows crumpled a celery nasal chute above a smirk dividing thick sideburns. Gwen stared at black shutters hiding between squinting eyelids. She searched chiseled cheeks glowing lime green and sifted a muscular chest. Pistachio rays switched to cyan and highlighted onion biceps framing pectoris steak. "L-Lloydd?" Gwen slurred. "wwWhat is you doingg??" Gwen had trouble speaking. She figured she had too much to drink. Lloyd stared into Gwen's honey tinted irises. He said nothing. Gwen searched her companion's lower extremities. A patch of dark, curly hair sprouted a couple of inches below Lloyd's belly button. Lloyd's dick stuck straight up. His swollen peepee was poking out below a strip of coiled follicles. A mound like a one inch, brown rubber ball adorned the tip of Lloyd's pecker. A pin sized canal descended a flesh cap the color of ham. Gwen stared at a tiny hole sinking into Lloyd's dick-head. "You're circumsizedd," Gwen squeezed between lazy teeth. "It'ss beautifulll." Gwen's hazel eye shutters studied Lloyd's stomach. Tight abs like handlebar grips were stacked beside Lloyd's belly button. Lloyd's navel was an innie. A cyan glow illuminating Lloyd's abs switched to violet. Lloyd's ripped stomach muscles drifted towards Gwen. Gwen detected Lloyd's fingertips grazing velvet skin crafting her lanky shoulders. Gwen looked down. She was naked, too. Lloyd's masculine palm shafts caressed thin skin forming Gwen's tiny breasts. Gwen's teensy tits were the size of baseballs cut in half. Lloyd's walnut digits caressed chocolate chip nipples extending from Gwen's hooters. Lloyd's fingertips squeezed droplet shaped pegs. Pain like needle punctures invaded Gwen's teenage love points. Nerve contractions traveled into Gwen's chest. Stinging muscle spasms compressed bulbs underneath Gwen's armpit dermis. Gwen inhaled a sharp breath. "L-Lloyyyd?" Gwen slurred. "wwWhat is you do-iiing??" Gwen figured her difficulty speaking was caused by having too much to drink. Lloyd stared at Gwen's honey tinted irises but didn't bother saying anything. Gwen noticed Lloyd's aroused dick departing a patch of curly hair below his navel. A pin sized canal pierced a salmon rubber ball surmounting Lloyd's swollen pecker. "You're circumciiised--" Gwen gushed between lazy teeth. "Isss beautifulllll--" Gwen focused hazel eye shutters on handlebar ab grips framing Lloyd's belly crater. Cyan radiation igniting Lloyd's approaching stomach steel switched to violet. Gwen noticed *she* was naked when Lloyd's finger gristle grazed her shoulder velvet. Lloyd caressed porcelain skin pudding forming Gwen's baseball shaped chest sacks. Lloyd jolted Gwen's sedated chest ligaments by wringing her areola chocolate chips. Spasms permeating Gwen's armpit nerves caused her to siphon a startled breath. "aaaahh--" Gwen groaned. "AAaaaa--" Gwen purred from gratified lips. A set of ivory colored fingers laid along the bottom of Gwen's neck. Tangerine pigmented nails embellished ends of cream knuckle shafts. Pale digits squeezed fleece blanket fluffs laying across Gwen's chest. Gwen's bed spread was black. Heart shapes formed diagonal stripes decorating Gwen's blanket fabric. Diagonal love bands alternated in color. The first row of quilt embellishments was strawberry red. The second line of love spots was flamingo pink. The third endearment stripe was plum purple. The fourth emotion band was dyed the color of blueberry skin. The fifth sunshine streak was stained cyan. The sixth valentine striation was banana yellow. Following lemon peel happy dots, heart forged blanket stripes repeated. Fingers spotted with tangerine nail polish dragged Gwen's blanket off of her chest. Gwen's tiny tits were hiding underneath spotted quilt fluffs. A set of spaghetti straps suspended a thin, black tube above Gwen's nipples. Mango tipped digits dragged Gwen's love quilt off of her licorice shoulder straps. Tiny palm extensions invaded a charcoal sheet spanning Gwen's shoulder pasta. Fingertip mounds glided towards the center of Gwen's tit. Digit ridges surrounded Gwen's tiny nipple. Tangerine capped cream fingers grazed the base of Gwen's lanky neck ceramic. Diagonal banners formed from rainbow heart shapes adorned Gwen's charcoal bed spread. Gwen's Valentine fleece streaks alternated strawberry, flamingo, plum, blueberry, cyan, and banana yellow. Mango nail caps permeated vivid bed spread felt cuddling Gwen's throat custard. Pale digits followed the rim of Gwen's left breast. The sherbet talons polished slate chest elastic cradling her apple shaped tits. They invaded Gwen's pasta hoisted shirt graphite and gripped her nipple droplet. Gwen's licorice stranded scalp sank into a shammed pillow matching her bed spread. Strips of coal colored hair surrounded Gwen's pale cheeks. Raven black filaments emerged from Gwen's scalp like rays of black sunshine. Gwen's friend Allie lay next to her. Allie's shoulders, chest, and hips snuggled below the opposite end of Gwen's valentine blanket. Allie's hair looked a lot like Gwen's. Allie's keratin head strands were thin and matted. Her skimpy scalp filaments were the color of crow feathers. Allie's soot tinted hair fluffs were chopped just above her shoulders. A row of bangs was hacked a quarter inch from the peaks of Allie's eye sockets. Allie lay on her side, facing her friend. A set of eyes the color of blue jays studied soft skin forging Gwen's facial curves. Gwen breathed peacefully. Gwen's eyelids folded on top of her hazel irises. Pale ocular coverings fluttered, instinctively. The tips of Allie's fingers grasped the end of Gwen's left nipple. Allie squeezed her fingers together. Gwen's irritated ocular flaps peeled off of her scotch colored eye shutters. Slivers of gold collapsed a set of agitated pupils. Gwen's corneal openings shrank to the size of pinheads. Her infuriated cranium lifted off of rainbow hearts wrapping her pillow. Gwen's raven noggin sun rays framed her dove cheeks along a heart stripe pillow sham. Gwen's friend Allie nestled her bicep and hip velvet under blanket love spots. Allie's cranium crow quills formed bangs above her eyes and overlooked her deltoids. Her blue jay irises observed peaceful breaths escaping Gwen's ivory facial points. Allie studied her companion's wiggling eye flaps and wadded her areola pencil eraser. Gwen unsheathed her agitated cornea scotch and fled rainbow pillow hearts. "Ahh!!" Gwen shrieked. Allie giggled. She gripped Gwen's nipple between the fingers of her left hand. She twisted her tiny digits towards her chest. Gwen sucked in a breath. She squealed a second time. "AAaa!!" Gwen's head turned. Gwen faced her mattress companion. A set of raven colored eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's tiny nose. "aaAAAA!" Gwen squealed. Allie unsealed excited giggles and twisted her friend's chest peg like a door lock. "AAAAaa!!" Gwen belted from infuriated lip salmon. Gwen pointed pissy iris amber at her cohort's ivory cheeks under crumpled brow soot. "Awww, Gwenn--" Allie croaked. "Awww, Gwennn--" Allie croaked between chuckling mouth frames. Allie flattened her tongue along the apple of Gwen's cheek. Allie's naked lips surrounded her saliva coated face taster. Allie squeezed restrictive oral rims together. She crushed Gwen's nipple between rotating knuckle extensions. Allie suckled Gwen's savory cheek velvet and extruded her doughy mammary tip. "Ahh, fuck!!" Gwen shrieked. Gwen sank her licorice filamented scalp into her pillow and squeezed her eyes shut. Gwen's angry pupil facets pointed at her friend's smiling face. Gwen hammered furious fingers on top of Allie's throat. Allie's blue jay colored eyes popped open. Her tiny fingers released Gwen's mammary point. Allie ripped disgusted digits away from Gwen's chest and faced the wall. She folded frantic knuckle shafts over her collar bone and gasped for air. She exhaled violent breaths from quivering lips. "I don't *want* that right now, frrreak!!" Gwen shouted. Gwen yanked her blanket below her thighs and rolled onto her side. She faced slick, charcoal strands sprouting from the back of Allie's scalp. A thin, coal colored tank top was wadded around the upper half of Gwen's body. Olive, raspberry, lemon, white, and black panty stripes stretched around Gwen's velvet hip curves. Gwen flattened pine colored thighs against her tomato shaped tits. She plopped the balls of her feet between Allie's silky shoulder blades. Gwen's blueberry capped toes sank into Allie's buttery back flesh. "Bitch!" Gwen screamed. Gwen shoved her friend's pale face towards the edge of her bed. A slick, oak square topped a table beside Gwen's mattress. The surface of Gwen's bed shelf was surrounded by sharp, hardwood corners. Allie's eyebrow flesh collided with a cellulose vertex poking out of Gwen's night stand. "aAAA! Fuck!!" Gwen shrieked from arched body porcelain. Gwen glared at Allie from her heart striped pillow and popped her ivory throat satin. Allie extracted startled digits from her mattress companion's top and faced the wall. She clawed her clavicle quartz with tangerine digit dots and expelled violent gasps. "I don't *want* this right now, frrreak!!" Gwen belted from disgusted speaking seams. Gwen unraveled her rainbow love blanket and faced Allie's rear scalp charcoal. She mashed her tits with thigh pine exiting olive, cherry, lemon, cream, and licorice panty stripes. She shoved Allie's buttermilk shoulder blades with her blueberry capped toes. "Bitch!" Gwen fired from spiteful oral rims. Gwen mated her friend's panicked brow butter with a bedside table corner made of oak. "Gyah!" Allie winced. Allie sucked air between her teeth. She flattened tangerine dotted fingertips along hairs marking the peak of her eye socket. Gwen ripped heart spotted blanket fluffs away from Allie's porcelain thighs and calves. Black tank top strips gripped Allie's skinny shoulders. A column of soot pigmented shirt fabric dangled from the tips of Allie's tits. Cream colored panties wrapped Allie's tiny butt cheeks. Blueberry and strawberry heart outlines decorated Allie's elastic hiny covering. Gwen collapsed the ball of her right foot between valentines outlining Allie's kidneys. Gwen buried her softball shaped knee between Allie's scapulas. She extended her ceramic lower limb. "Gaaa!" Allie grunted using mortified saliva seals. Allie crumpled achy ocular fur with neon digit caps and sucked frosty bedroom gasses. Gwen stripped Cupid fleece clinging leg pine beyond Allie's licorice strap tank top. Gwen stomped cherry and blueberry heart frames adorning Allie's elastic hiny cream. She cleaved Allie's scapulas with her kneecap softball and extended her calf ceramic. "Get the-- fuck out of my bed!!" Gwen yelped. Allie's ankles, knees, and thighs slipped over the edge of Gwen's mattress. Allie's descending lower limbs pulled her upper body to the floor. Allie's skimpy tank top glided over the top of her head. Allie toppled onto a sheet of slate colored carpet. Allie's shins hammered granite colored paint covering the wall of Gwen's bedroom. Allie's tomato shaped breasts collided with her mozzarella tinted thighs. Allie's tiny rib mounds rippled like gelatin dessert. Allie's forehead and the bridge of her nose collided with a thick plane of sheet rock. Gwen swatted Allie's side of the mattress. Gwen's agitated forearms flattened charcoal sleeping fabric. Gwen caccooned herself in heart spotted blanket fleece. "Ho!!" Gwen barked. Gwen rolled the opposite direction of the wall Allie battered. Allie's tar colored tank top fluttered off of Gwen's bed. Allie's charcoal chest covering draped her porcelain facial features. Allie exhaled shaky puffs. She wadded mortified fingers around thin, raven colored fabric dangling from her temples. She yanked her tank top off of her head, scrambled to her feet, and stomped around the edge of Gwen's bed. "Get the-- fuck out of my bed!" Gwen commanded using ferocious mouth frames. Allie's frantic limb quartz departed Gwen's sheets and dragged her onto slate carpet. Allie's skimpy top and shins went airborne and hammered Gwen's granite wall paint. Her tomato tits popped her thigh mozzerella and rippled like gelatin dessert. Her popcorn nasal tip intersected her licorice haired cohort's enameled sheet rock. Gwen swatted Allie's crumpled sleeping linen and caccooned herself with heart fleece. "Ho!" Gwen barked. Allie wadded pitch shirt elastic draping her ivory facial points with neon nail caps. She balanced on mango toe acrylic and stumbled around the corner of Gwen's bed. "mmmmMM--" Allie grumbled. "mmmMMM!" Allie grumbled past agitated precipice porcelain. Gwen's bedroom door was ripped away from a cellulose frame. Gwen's domocile covering slammed pine hallway lips. Gwen sank her left cheek into soft pillows. She cuddled under valentine blanket fluffs. She closed her eyes. Gwen ignored a hall door beating its wall port and snuggled vivid lounging hearts. "ahhhh--" Gwen sighed. Gwen's pine tinted eye flaps opened a crack. Gwen realized the song playing in her dream was-- actually playing. Gwen studied a night table beside her edge of the bed. Gwen's opposite end shelf matched the one Allie smacked with her eyebrow. A pink, plastic radio inhabited a pointed surface. Gwen's music device was decorated with a white kitty face wearing a crimson head bow. A black rectangle hovered beside the feline's left ear. Ruby colored digits occupied an oblong display. Cherry illuminated character segments forged "3:45". Gwen stared at raspberry digits. She exhaled from irritated nostrils. A lavender colored vase stood beside Gwen's radio. A truncated dunce cap concealed the peak of an eggplant sculpture. The vanilla colored mini skirt was faceted like an origami hand fan. Gwen's blueberry capped fingers gripped a dome topping violet pottery. Her limestone digits searched a rim below cellulose facets. Gwen clicked a plastic knob. A rotary switch vibrated cozy bedroom gasses. Upright folds surrounding Gwen's plum skin martini shaker illuminated. Ruffles like potato chip ridges glowed the color of the sun. "Ahhhh--" Gwen purred from gratified digestive flaps. Gwen studied her night table and realized her dream's music was-- actually playing. A white kitty face wearing a crimson head bow decorated flamingo radio plastic. Gwen scanned ruby feline crystals forging "3:45" and exhaled irritated gasses. Vanilla mini skirt facets shrounded lavender lamp ceramic beside Gwen's stereo. Gwen rotated a plastic knob under buttermilk light pleats using blueberry digit dots. The raven haired vixen's potato chip radiation ridges smoldered the color of the sun. Bottle shaped mounds wandered to the edge of Gwen's thick, coal colored blanket. Bed spread ripples were wrapped with strawberry, flamingo, plum, blueberry, cyan, and banana colored hearts. Blueberry spotted toes sprouted from traveling blanket wrinkles. Velvet insteps followed indigo dots. Slender ankles proceded tops of pine feet. Kneecaps the size of tomato halves collected along the end of Gwen's mattress. Buttermilk calves dangled from the edge of Gwen's bed. Gwen flattened porcelain palms beside ivory thighs. She inhaled through tiny nostrils. She exhaled between ham colored lips. Gwen rested charcoal covered stomach flesh along peaks of pine upper legs. Soot colored strands dangled beside Gwen's pale cheeks. Gwen rummaged below her bed. She laid a three ring binder across her lap. She suspended heels, insteps, and blueberry capped digits from crossed ankles. Gwen's bedroom notebook was trimmed with white vinyl. Sheets of clear plastic protected porcelain journal sheathing. Gwen's transparent binder pockets were stuffed with sexual artwork. Shreds of notebook paper were arranged randomly below polystyrene covers. Gwen spent hours sketching pictures of her breasts in front of a bathroom mirror. She wrote "Lloyd" all over her erotic graphite images. All-- over-- them. Gwen collected her favorite pencil drawings below transparent protectors under her bed. Gwen's hazel eyes traced elemental strokes forging images of her boobs. Honey shutters followed handwritten characters spelling Lloyd's name. Gwen's calf bottles tunneled her rose, tulip, violet, bluebonnet, cyan, and daisy heart stripes. Her baseball kneecaps dangled plantar cream and blueberry toe caps from her mattress. Gwen flattened palm porcelain beside thigh ivory and exhaled past ham colored lips. She folded charcoal stomach elastic and dangled scalp soot beside pearl cheeks. She rummaged below her bed and laid a three ring binder across her lap custard. She suspended dutiful instep quartz and sapphire tipped digits from crossed ankles. Sexual artwork tarnished notebook paper lining Gwen's translucent binder pockets. Gwen spent hours sketching her pale body arcs and scribbled "Lloyd"-- all over them. Gwen's iris honey drops sifted graphite strokes forging her areola and Lloyd's name. "...lloyd...", Gwen read to herself. "...lloyd freeman..." Gwen traced a pair of "L"s with her pupils. "...lllllloyd..." Gwen read. "...lllllloydd freeeeeemann..." Gwen flipped the cover of her three ring binder off of her slick thigh curves. A sheet of notebook paper was hiding underneath a cardboard boob display. Pencil strokes split a lined page into four panels. A comic strip occupied rectangular graphite borders. A scratchy sketch of Gwen backed against a dresser filled the upper, left square. A drawing of Lloyd was etched beside Gwen's chest of drawers depiction. Artwork occupying the next square resembled Lloyd ripping off Gwen's striped shirt. Black and white streaks surrounded sleeves stretching away from Gwen's wrists. Gwen's bashful image was attempting to cover exposed boobs with a frantic upper arm. "...lloyyyd..." Gwen read to herself. "...lloyyyd frrrrreeman..." Gwen scanned dual "L"s using ravenous port holes dividing her hazel irises. "...lllloyd..." Gwen shuffled beyond her salmon pigmented mouth meat. "...lllloyd freeeeeeman..." Gwen's indulgent digit blueberries uncovered a sensuous comic strip with four panels. Gwen's sketch, backed against a dresser, occupied the upper left, lined sheet square. Lloyd was etched beside Gwen's depiction and ripping her shirt stripes in the next. Gwen's image stretched sleeve streaks with bashful wrists and clawed her nude tits. The third square was a scribbled sketch of Gwen facing the dresser. Gwen's palms were flattened on top of a chest of drawers. Lloyd stood behind Gwen's undressed hiny curves. He was shirtless with big, bulging muscles. Lloyd's left hand fingers stretched Gwen's hair away from her scalp. Lloyd was dragging a set of striped panties to Gwen's knees. Gwen stared helplessly above her shoulder. In the fourth square, Gwen sketched Lloyd pounding her from behind. Gwen was bent over a clothing cabinet. Lloyd gripped Gwen's intersecting wrists behind her back. The left side of Gwen's face was showing. Gwen's terrified teeth were clenched between horrified lips. Her eyes were squeezed shut. Gwen turned the page. A drawing was sketched across the back of Gwen's notebook paper comic reel. Another lined page drawing followed the initial set of striated rubbings. In the second drawing, Gwen was sprawled naked across a stone platform. Four posts were sticking out of Gwen's rock mattress. Gwen's wrists were tied with rope to rhombus vertex markers. Gwen's ankles were strapped to opposite uprights using twine. Lloyd stood beside an igneous slab. He was sketched shirtless with big muscles. A huge penis was scribbled below Lloyd's ripped abs. Lloyd's pecker stood straight up. The fingers of Lloyd's right hand were scratched around one of Gwen's breasts. The fingers of Lloyd's left hand were shoved inside Gwen's labia. Gwen's head was tilted back. Her face was hatched with a look of ecstasy. In space three, Gwen gripped the drawer tower, and Lloyd trailed her naked hiny arcs. Lloyd's muscular carcass hoisted Gwen's raven locks and shucked her elastic panties. Gwen searched her grim shoulder in port three and took a rear pounding in block four. Lloyd gripped Gwen's limp wrists and folded her terrifed form across the garment box. Gwen unveiled her dainty curves tied to a stone platform behind her dresser comic. Knotted twine strapped Gwen's mortified wrists and ankles across four steel stakes. Lloyd parked his muscular pecks and fat cock beside Gwen's igneous restraint slab. His eager digit steel wrung her left hand breast and invaded her helpless labia. Coerced ecstasy scarred solemn noggin morsels dividing Gwen's frail shoulder marks. The next sheet of notebook paper was decorated with another comic sketch. The top and bottom half of the page were divided by a line of pencil. The upper portion of the image was a drawing of Gwen asleep in bed. Lloyd stood naked beside Gwen's mattress. Huge muscles bulged out of Lloyd's undressed arms, chest, and stomach. Lloyd squeezed a big, fat cock beside Gwen's resting cheeks. In the lower half of Gwen's comic, her avatar was awake. Sudden shock painted Gwen's graphite forged face. Depictions of Gwen's shocked eyes stared at a person viewing her drawing. A horizontal graphite stroke divided Gwen's proceeding notebook paper comic. The top sheet depicted Lloyd squeezing his fat cock beside Gwen's slumbering cheeks. The lower half flaunted Lloyd's muscular form ramming Gwen's startled lips with dick. Lloyd's big, fat weiner was shoved between Gwen's humiliated lips. Gwen's cheeks were stuffed full of swollen cock. Lloyd's free hand ripped a fluffy bed spread off of Gwen's naked body curves. Gwen's arms attempted to cover her breasts and a patch of hair above her labia. Gwen sat along the edge of her bed. Gwen's belly button was showing below the bottom of her thin, black tank top. Gwen glided blueberry spotted fingers beside her tiny navel. Indigo capped digits burrowed underneath the rim of Gwen's panties. Gwen squeezed her index finger below the apex of her labia. Gwen's pointer digit sank into a mound of genital flesh. Her pussy beebee was soaking wet. Gwen's frantic avatar clawed wild tits and pubes Lloyd extracted from her bed spread. Gwen glided blueberry nail caps beside an umbilical pit under her tank top canopy. She invaded tropical panty stripes and grated her mucus lubricated pussy beebee. "uhhhh--" Gwen purred. Gwen flipped to another set of drawings. A four square comic was sketched across the back of Lloyd cock's feeding reel. In the first square, Gwen depicted herself teasing Lloyd. Gwen's image stood behind a large, shop window near a street corner. Gwen was ripping off a set of skin tight jeans. A pair of lace panties was strapped around Gwen's exposed hind cheeks. Lloyd stood behind a silicate covering. Angry facial features were scribbled on top of Lloyd's disgusted precipice. In the next square, Gwen was bent over. Gwen's butt cheeks were pressed against her side of the glass. Gwen peered above her shoulder, laughing at Lloyd. Lloyd stood with his arms crossed below an irritated precipice. In the third square, Lloyd was tearing a shop window away from a brick wall. With a free hand, Lloyd unbuckled a belt tying his jeans to his waist. Gwen was drawn with a frantic look on her face. She was dragging regretful leg denim over her horrified tuchus ridges. In the fourth square, window fragments littered sidewalk beside Lloyd's feet. Lloyd had his cock stuffed between Gwen's hind cheeks. Gwen was drawn like she was squealing for help. Lloyd's head was tilted back. A lit cigarette dangled from Lloyd's lips. Lloyd's graphite facial features cackled sadistically. Gwen's mucus coated fingertips swirled the rim of her clitoris bump. "ahhhh--" Gwen purred from salmon pigmented mouth frames. Gwen revealed a four square comic defacing the back of Lloyd cock's feeding reel. The first space depicted Gwen teasing Lloyd's disgusted facade beyond a store window. The licorice haired vixen unstrapped skin tight jeans concealing her lace panties. The next block showed Gwen gliding her butt cheeks across display glass and laughing. The third square featured Lloyd detaching Gwen's shop panel and unbuckling his belt. Gwen was busy stuffing unfastened denim elastic with regretful tuchus pudding. In pane four, Lloyd stood on broken glass with his cock packed inside Gwen's hiny. Lloyd dangled a victorious cigarette from cackling lips while Gwen squealed for help. Gwen circled her slime drenched clitoris bump with blueberry spotted cream fingers. "ahhhh--" Gwen croaked. "aAAAaaa--" Gwen croaked between gratified digestive seams. Gwen tilted her head back and closed her eyes. Gwen's scalp suspended licorice filaments between her shoulder blades. Gwen sank blueberry capped digits between sopping labia mounds. She shoved indigo spotted palm shafts inside her vagina. "mmaaAAHH--" Gwen groaned. Gwen crushed undressed lips with the fingers of her free hand. Dabs of blueberry colored nail polish dug into soft skin forming Gwen's cheek. Gwen swirled slick clitoral flesh using an indigo coated thumbnail. She shuffled porcelain fingers in and out of her vagina. "MMmmmm--" Gwen groaned between blueberry spotted digits gripping her velvet mouth rims. "mmuuUUHH--" A different three ring binder occupied Gwen's school desk later that morning. The hoop clasped journal was similar to the one under Gwen's bed. Gwen's learning folder was covered with white vinyl. Porcelain binder skin was protected by clear, plastic sheets. Gwen displayed less erotic sketches below the covers of her school notebook. A vanilla tinted cardboard sheet concealed the inner, left cover of Gwen's binder. Notebook paper was stacked on top of an opposing journal board. Gwen rested the tip of a number two pencil above a seaweed tinted line. The moss pigmented striation spanned a page topping a stack of paper. Gwen scribbled the word "Schizophrenia" above a seaweed head streak. She looked up. Gwen reamed her vagina and tilted raven scalp filaments between her quartz shoulders. "mmMMAAAA--" Gwen grunted past indulgent trachea ridges. Gwen crumpled lip ham and cheek cream with blueberry nail caps and sanded her cervix. "MMMmmm--" Gwen groaned between indigo digit dots plowing her ceramic face velvet. "mmMMUUHH!" A similar three ring binder occupied Gwen's school desk later that morning. Gwen stuffed her school notebook with less erotic sketches and vanilla sheet spacers. Gwen scribbled "Schizophrenia" above a lined page, seaweed streak inside her journal. Mr. Tinney stood beside a blackboard. The thoughtful looking man was Gwen's Psychology teacher. Mr. Tinney's chalkboard display was the color of coal. A slate writing surface was surrounded by a border of shiny birch. A thick, steel tray was sandwiched between a dusty chalk precipice and its lower frame. Mr. Tinney was an older man. He studied his classroom through one and a half inch squares of glass. Mr. Tinney's tiny ocular panes were situated between silver dowels. Mr. Tinney had dark, wise eyes like walnuts. Creases sprouted from the outer corners of Mr. Tinney's ocular caverns. Pepper colored hair was slicked over the top of Mr. Tinney's head. An olive colored, argyle vest with cherry diamonds was strapped over Mr. Tinney's chest. The rhombus spotted top covered a crisp, vanilla colored shirt. The starched undergarment's stiff collar wrapped the top edge of Mr. Tinney's vest. Mr. Tinney looked around and smiled. Mr. Tinney was a kind looking man. Gwen thought he was fucking gay-wad. Just looking at Mr. Tinney made Gwen sick to her stomach. Gwen's Psychology instructor turned. Mr. Tinney's fingers were closed around a long stick of chalk. Mr. Tinney faced his blackboard. The word "Schizophrenia" was written near the top of a granite showcase. Mr. Tinney hatched the number one below his mineral scribbled heading. He scratched the opening enumerator beside the left edge of his classroom chalk display. He added a half circle beside a porcelain tinted numeral. Gwen's thoughtful Psychology instructor stood beside his coal colored blackboard. Shiny birch and a steel collection tray bordered Mr. Tinney's slate writing tablet. Mr. Tinney used aged eye walnuts to search crystal tiles among silver ocular dowels. Peppered hair slicked across Mr. Tinney's scalp overlooked custard cheek pleats. An olive green vest with cherry argyle diamonds framed his starched shirt cream. Gwen's kind looking Psychology teacher searched his class and forged a warm smile. Gwen detested her first period educator and thought he looked like a fucking gay-wad. Mr. Tinney chalked a "one" and a half circle under his heading "Schizophrenia". Gwen occupied the front row of Mr. Tinney's classroom. She rested her tiny tuchus behind a central school desk. A thick, oak rectangle hovered in front of Gwen's chest. The hardwood work surface suspended a steel box above Gwen's thighs. Four posts supported Gwen's frosty desk container. A denim skirt was strapped around Gwen's hips and thighs. Cotton leg fabric was sandwiched between Gwen's hiny and a plastic, banana yellow seat. Four steel posts like the ones holding up Gwen's desk supported her lemon peel butt rest. A set of calves the color of buttermilk flowed over the edge of Gwen's chair. Porcelain lower legs descended into a set of brown, suede collars. Cow hide ankle rims surrounded ox skin insteps protecting Gwen's feet. The tops of Gwen's boot collars clasped soft skin three inches above her heels. Gwen's boots curved into spades surrounding her toes. A long sleeved turtleneck wrapped Gwen's upper body. Gwen's long throated trunk covering was tucked into the waist of her denim skirt. Gwen's shirt was embellished with thin, black and white stripes. Slick, coal black hair surrounded Gwen's pale cheeks. Gwen's licorice scalp filaments floated an inch above her shoulders. Swirls of blush were whisked below Gwen's hazel colored eyes. Glossy, tomato tinted lipstick coated Gwen's luscious mouth rims. Gwen scratched a one onto her notes page below the word "Schizophrenia". She scribed a half circle beside an introductory character. She stared at pencil arcs spanning the top of her dictations. Gwen's eyelids flattened her corneal honey droplets. Her pupils dilated. Gwen lowered the tip of her pencil beside a graphite semi circle. She sank an elemental point into a stack of cellulose. She carved the letter "H" beside a partial ellipse. Gwen gritted irritated teeth. She wrote "Hailey" between moss pigmented journal streaks. She ground Hailey's title into a stack of paper occupying her binder. Gwen occupied the central desk of Mr. Tinney's front row with her shapely tuchus. Four frosty uprights supported Gwen's oak work surface and steel storage box. A denim skirt separated her thigh and hip cellulite from banana peel seat plastic. Gwen's buttermilk calves filled suede ankle pitchers overlooking felt boot points. Cookies and cream turtleneck streaks glossed Gwen's trunk and entered her jean chute. Gwen's licorice scalp strands bordered her cheek cream and eclipsed her shoulders. Ground blush and tomato lipstick cradled Gwen's hazel eyes and coated her mouth rims. Gwen noted a one with a parenthesis and scanned graphite arcs topping her dictations. She sank a writing point beside her introductory digit using somber nail blueberries. Gwen carved "Hailey" between seaweed pigmented streaks lining her journal cellulose. Gwen stared at Hailey's hatefully carved identifier. A space between Gwen's eyes wrinkled. A set of raven colored eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's nose. Gwen wrote the number two below the first digit. She carved a semi circle beside the second graphite numeral. She wrote "Lloyd" next to a partial ellipse. Gwen lifted her pencil. She studied "L"s marking the start of Lloyd's name. Gwen glared at Hailey's embedded identifier underneath crumpled, raven eyebrows. She sanded the number "two" before a second graphite semi circle and wrote "Lloyd". She examined twin "L"s establishing the onset of Lloyd's bodeful nomenclature. Gwen's eyes switched to Hailey's agitating title. Drops of honey stared at lines of coal pressed into a lined sheet. "...hhhaileyyy..." Gwen squeezed between grinding teeth. Gwen ground the tip of her pencil into a space beside Hailey's name. She carved a second "H" into a lined sheet. Gwen's face twisted like club soda citrus. Gwen mashed her pencil into a stack of notebook paper occupying her desk. She wrote an "a" beside the letter "H". She scribbled a short line beside a lower case character. She sawed vertical graphite streaks, repeatedly. The point of Gwen's pencil tore through the top page of her notes. Gwen squeezed a yellow, hexagonal body suspending dehydrated graphite. She lifted a banana shrouded writing instrument. She pounded a pencil point above the line she carved. Gwen's sketching stick collapsed. Gwen crinkled hazy eye flaps. She studied the end of her hardwood dictator. An elemental scribe folded away from a conical pine sprout. Gwen focused corneal honey droplets on Hailey's agitating title constructors. "...hhhaileyyy..." Gwen squeezed past hateful teeth porcelain. Gwen wrung her ivory face velvet and carved a second "H" followed by a lowercase "a". She sawed an upright beside the hateful characters and lifted her banana peel scribe. She pulverized her fragile writing point above the vertical notebook indentation. Hailey Holloway sat near the back of Mr. Tinney's classroom. Hailey was a red-head. She had long, flowing hair the color of bright orange flames. Pale skin the color of desert sand formed Hailey's glowing body segments. Hailey styled her flame colored locks in a way she considered to be pretty average. Hailey's ginger scalp strands were centrally parted and chopped even. Hailey's flame tinted hair fluffs were trimmed a half inch above her lanky shoulders. Hailey had a slender body and a thin, bony face. Irises like emeralds were sandwiched between Hailey's long, thin lashes. The peaks of Hailey's eye sockets were feathered with brows like sweet potato shavings. Hailey partitioned jade faceted eye shutters behind one by two inch glass rectangles. A gold plated dowel connected oblong lenses across the bridge of Hailey's thin nose. Thicker ocular sticks extended from ends of crystal abarrators. Saxophone ear struts disappeared behind orange sherbet strands sprouting from Hailey's temples. The apples of Hailey's cheeks were swirled with carnation colored blush. Gloss the color of a strawberry milkshake was glopped on top of Hailey's lips. Hailey wore a soft blouse made of white silk. The sleeves of Hailey's quartz top reached the origins of her wrists. Points of Hailey's elastic collar surrounded her skinny, pine colored neck. Buttons like mint candies strapped Hailey's blouse across her upper body. Hailey's ivory pigmented shirt was tucked into a black, silk skirt. Hailey's soot colored dress was decorated with edges of white circles. Porcelain upper leg ellipses varying in size were printed randomly. The rim of Hailey's skirt dangled from the end of a plastic, blueberry colored seat. Thin calves the color of coffee creamer descended from the bottom of Hailey's dress. The edges of Hailey's tiny feet were surrounded by shiny, ballerina flats. Black vinyl instep borders matched the body of Hailey's hip and thigh ruffles. Hailey was stuck living with her friend, Wednesday. And, she was short on clothes. She borrowed the shoes she was wearing from Wednesday. Hailey Holloway occupied a plastic seat near the back of Mr. Tinney's classroom. Scalp flames bordered Hailey's limestone face points and dusted her lanky shoulders. Sweet potato brows topped emerald irises cleaving her lengthy eye lash copper. Gold dowels parted one by two inch ocular glass and invaded Hailey's temple ginger. Carnation blush and oral enamel dusted Hailey's cheeks and sealed her luscious lips. Silk quartz formed a feminine dress shirt and bridled Hailey's slender wrists. Mint button candy sealed her black skirt topper under collar points framing her neck. Ivory ellipse outlines marked soot thigh drapes overflowing Hailey's blueberry chair. Hailey's slender calf cream invaded vinyl instep borders forming coffee ballet flats. Hailey was staying with her friend, Wednesday and kindly pirating her espresso shoes. Wednesday sat next to Hailey. Wednesday sat behind a desk near the rear, left corner of the classroom. Hailey resided next to Wednesday's right shoulder and hip. Wednesday had fair skin like her friend. Hair the color of crow feathers framed Wednesday's pale cheeks. A fountain of soft, coal colored strands sprouted from the middle of Wednesday's scalp. Raven tinted locks surrounding Wednesday's facial curves ended below her jaw line. Icy, blue eyes were frosted below crow colored bangs tickling Wednesday's upper eyelids. Ruby red lips shrouded a narrow chin curving away from Wednesday's porcelain cheeks. Wednesday wore a black blouse with short sleeves. The neck of Wednesday's top surrounded the bottom of her throat. A plaid skirt was strapped around Wednesday's trim waist. Wednesday's checkered dress was hatched with red and black squares. Ruffles surrounding the bottom of Wednesday's skirt dangled below her knees. A set of calves the color of birch dropped from plaid ripples. Wednesday's lower legs descended into a set of wedged shoes. Shiny, black vinyl bordered Wednesday's tiny feet. Skinny, hardwood columns descended from the backs of Wednesday's footwear. Long heel shafts became short platforms supporting Wednesday's artificial toe protectors. Wednesday occupied a desk by the rear, left corner of the classroom beside Hailey. Charcoal scalp strands framed Wednesday's cheek cream and nuzzled her jaw line. Sea frost irises and ruby lips embedded her raven bangs and topped her pointed chin. Crow feather shoulder flaps departed elastic blouse soot bridling her slender neck. Coal and ketchup skirt plaid blanketed Wednesday's sleek hip and thigh custard. Wednesday's birch calf arcs departed ruffled checks and filled pleated shoe licorice. Wedged walking cork cradled Wednesday's plantar velvet and formed long heel shafts. Lloyd occupied a desk beside Hailey's right shoulder and hip. Shaggy, chocolate colored hair sprouted from Lloyd's scalp. Mud fountains hid tar tinted ocular facets floating on Lloyd's cheeks. Bushy sideburns surrounded Lloyd's walnut pigmented facial extents. Lloyd's chops were trimmed below his jaw line. A sly smirk typically occupied Lloyd's thoughtful face. Additionally, Lloyd was sitting with Hailey Holloway-- a smart, pretty young lady he developed a crush for the first time he saw her. So, Lloyd was particularly smirky. A plain white t-shirt was stretched over Lloyd's upper body. Lloyd's ivory tinted top embellished his upper body's physique. Lloyd tucked the bottom of his shirt into a pair of lightly colored khakis. A set of sloppy, black sneakers poked out of the legs of Lloyd's pale britches. Hailey noticed Lloyd's right shoe was untied. Hailey's carnation waxed lips formed an adoring smile. Hailey squeezed between steel posts supporting Lloyd's school desk. She stretched porcelain sleeved wrists across a four foot, beige tile. The linoleum floor square was spattered with charcoal and wine colored spots. Lloyd stared below his desk. A long seam divided the back of Hailey's white silk blouse. Shirt sutures originated between Hailey's shoulder blades and sank into her lower back. An arched kidney separator divided Hailey's trim waist. Hailey's skirt originated near the base of her lower back. Ellipse embellished silk curved away from Hailey's spine and gripped her teensy tuchus. Lloyd smirked. Lloyd occupied a desk beside Hailey's right hand shoulder quartz and hip circles. Cocoa noggin knots and jaw deep sideburn fluff shrouded Lloyd's iris tar and cheeks. Lloyd's long coveted, red-headed companion afforded him a longer smirk than usual. Ivory t-shirt elastic gripped Lloyd's upper body curves and entered limestone khakis. Hailey noticed untied shoelaces wadded beside one of Lloyd's worn, graphite sneakers. Hailey ducked and wove her adoring carcass branches between Lloyd's steel desk posts. She parked kneecap buttermilk along spotted tile frost and reached for Lloyd's kicks. Lloyd searched beige floor biscuits spotted with wine and coal underneath his desk. He scoured a shirt seam dividing Hailey's limber scapulas and slim waist pudding. Hailey's orb printed skirt silk lashed her lower back and paraded tiny tuchus curves. "Lookin' good there, Hailey," Lloyd remarked. Hailey stopped. She sealed a flattered giggle behind her gloss coated mouth rims. She gripped loops of fuzzy string between her thumbs and forefingers. She tightened Lloyd's shoelaces on top of his suede blanketed instep. She flattened porcelain palms beside Lloyd's worn out sneakers. She shoved herself into her seat. Hailey gazed at shiny coals hiding behind Lloyd's chocolate hair strands. She smiled, stupidly. She stared at an open spiral notebook adorning the surface of her work table. Seventy sheets of notebook paper concealed the journal's back cover. The word "Schizophrenia" was written across the top page. "Lookin' good down there, Hailey," Lloyd commented from smirking mouth seams. Hailey sealed a flattered giggle behind lip bismuth and knotted Lloyd's shoelaces. She mashed rosy palms beside his sneaker mats and scooted hiny ovals onto her seat. She flashed a clumsy smile at Lloyd's cornea coals and checked her spiral notebook. The word "Schizophrenia" graced an aqua streak surmounting seventy writing sheets. "She flipped me off," Hailey responded. Hailey scribbled an opening numeral below the word "Schizophrenia". She drew a half circle beside the number one. A set of raven colored eyebrows lifted above Wednesday's sparkling, blue irises. Charcoal eye embellishments were visible between spaces separating Wednesday's bangs. "She flipped me off," Hailey vacantly observed. Hailey scribbled an opening numeral and a half circle under the heading in her notes. Wednesday shook ozone eyes and sprang raven brows piercing her keratin forehead veil. Wednesday searched surrounding students. Wednesday searched students straining polystyrene chairs behind cluttered work desks. Hailey copied something Mr. Tinney wrote on his blackboard. Hailey copied thoughtful insights Mr. Tinney shared on his birch framed blackboard. "The biiitch," Hailey remarked without looking up. "Gwen." "The biiitch--" Hailey croaked using spiteful face sand. "G-wen." The outer corners of Wednesday's eyes wrinkled. Hailey's licorice stranded comrade crumpled her vanilla pudding visual frames. "She just called *me* a bitch," Hailey replied. Hailey studied the front of the classroom. She followed charcoal strands sprouting from the rear of Gwen's scalp. Wednesday slipped a spiral notebook out of a denim back pack. She squinted, thoughtfully. "She just called *me* a bitch," Hailey grimly explained. Hailey searched charcoal scalp filaments draping the rear of Gwen's narrow noggin. Wednesday extracted a journal from her denim back pack and sifted puzzled thoughts. "W-Why?" Wednesday requisitioned. Wednesday scooted her denim back pack below her seat. She rested her notebook along a thick, oak rectangle suspended in front of her stomach. She glided tar colored fingernails below a shiny, black cover sealing her journal. Sometimes, Wednesday used a pencil eraser to rub drawings onto the covers of her spiral packets. The seal of Wednesday's Psychology notebook was decorated with doodles of cute ghosts. Wednesday flipped a slick, charcoal pigmented protector off of lined sheets. She swiveled a cellulose seal behind cheddar colored cardboard supporting her notebook. Hailey continued copying notes. "wwWhy?" Wednesday cautiously probed. Wednesday scooted her book sack under her seat and laid down her spiral notebook. She flipped charcoal cover film kneaded with silly ghosts using pitch finger caps. "I know, right?" Hailey responded. "I know, right?" Hailey conceded while recording notes Mr. Tinney scribed. Lloyd squinted. He pointed towards the front of the classroom with the edge of his scalp. (removed) "You mean Gwen Fall?" Lloyd asked. "She sits up front?" "You mean Gwen Fall?" Lloyd probed with walnut face crumples. "That-- dumb bitch who sits in the front row?" "Yeah," Hailey replied. Hailey glanced at Lloyd's walnut cheeks. "She's always trying to answer Mr. Tinney's questions?" Hailey studied her notes. Apricot eyebrows lifted off of Hailey's sparkling eye shutters. "But, she *never* knows the answer." Lloyd squeezed thoughtful lips together. "Yeah," Hailey grumbled past carnation lip gloss. Hailey checked Lloyd's chocolate felted cheeks with ocular gems beneath sight glass. "She's always trying to answer Mr. Tinney's questions?" Hailey sneered. Hailey searched her Psychology notes and sprang dispassionate apricot brows. "But, she *never* knows the answers." "Hmmm--" Lloyd croaked. Wednesday quickly scribbled down what Mr. Tinney wrote on the blackboard. She looked up. She glided a set of ruby red lips to the edge of her face. "rrRight--" Lloyd puffed between chuckling oral seals. Wednesday pilfered Mr. Tinney's blackboard notes and searched her friends' faces. "It's not 'cause *you're* sitting back here, is it?" Wednesday asked. Hailey looked between her friend's sapphire colored irises. "It's-- not because *you're* sitting back here, is it?" Wednesday suggested. Hailey probed her friend's sparkling cornea sapphires under curious brow sherbet. "I *always* sit here," Hailey responded. Wednesday exhaled a short laugh. "I *always* sit here," Hailey brashly responded. "I meant Lloyd, dummy," Wednesday explained. Hailey squinted. "I meant Lloyyyd, dummy," Wednesday huffed past laughing lip rubies. "Lloyyyd?" Hailey requisitioned. Hailey studied licorice strands dangling from Gwen's scalp. "Why would she care if Lloyd sits back here?" Hailey faced Wednesday. Wednesday stretched ceramic facial curves. "L-Lloyd?" Hailey parroted using bewildered precipice limestone. Hailey examined licorice scalp strands enclosing Gwen's pretentious cranium. "Why would she care if *Lloyd* sits back here?" Hailey asked her raven haired cohort. Wednesday stretched puzzled foundation ceramic smoothing her lower facial curves. "*I* dunno," Wednesday responded. Hailey bobbled sparkly, green eye shutters. She glanced at Lloyd's charcoal faceted irises. "*I* dunno," Wednesday haplessly hooted from lengthy trachea ridges. Hailey shuffled analytical ocular emeralds and focused on Lloyd's stealthy eye coals. "She's a freak," Lloyd explained. Lloyd's eyes were locked on shoulder length raven filaments dangling from Gwen's skull. Hailey followed bushy sideburns poking out of Lloyd's cheek. She bobbed her pale face. "Because-- she's a fuckin' *freak*," Lloyd groaned between sorrowful teeth flaps. Hailey examined Lloyd's bushy chops while he studied Gwen's lengthy hair graphite. "You *know* her?" Hailey asked. Lloyd followed Gwen's glittering hair curtains. He looked into Hailey's emerald green eyes. He inhaled a quick breath. "You *know* her?" Hailey probed using inquisitive lip bismuth. "I've seen her around," Lloyd replied. "I've-- seen her around," Lloyd vacantly responded. Hailey's cocoa mopped companion gazed at emerald irises sifting her optical prisms. Lloyd faced forward. "Mr. Young stuck us in a two person lab group a while back in Biology." Lloyd nodded. He inhaled between his long lips. And-- Mr. Young stuck us in a two person lab group in Biology a while back." Lloyd checked Gwen's shoulder length noggin slate and siphoned a spiteful breath. Hailey stared between Lloyd's chocolate forehead fluffs. She sucked in a short puff. Hailey searched Lloyd's arabica forehead fluffs and drew thoughtful classroom gasses. "Ohhh--" Hailey groaned. Hailey squinted. "Really?" Lloyd nodded. "Ohhh--" Hailey expelled from dazed cheek ceramic. Hailey crumpled captivated temple custard framing her emerald cornea facets. "rrReally??" "Ohh, yeahh--" Lloyd croaked. Lloyd gazed into Hailey's jade faceted pupils. He gripped the end of his lip using nervous teeth. "Oh, yeahhh--" Lloyd croaked from rocking precipice husk. Lloyd gazed at Hailey's pupil jade and mashed his grim lip salmon with nervous teeth. Hailey blew a breath out of grinning, carnation stained lips. Wednesday copied something Mr. Tinney wrote. She shook her head. Hailey puffed a frosty breath between uncertain lip arcs waxed with flamingo menthol. Wednesday copied insightful psychology notes Mr. Tinney dictated and shook her head. Wednesday swiveled irritated cheeks. "It's fuckin'-- annoying." Wednesday scribbled psychological terminology using a dark pencil with a black eraser. She plopped her pencil's charcoal rubber against her crimson stained lips. She looked at Hailey. Wednesday oscillated irritated cheek quartz housing her optic teal and hair charcoal. "It's fffuckin' annoying." Wednesday swiped notes and then poked her wise lip rubies with a pitch pencil eraser. "Awww, mannn--" Lloyd groaned. "Awww, mahhhn--" Lloyd heaved past grieving oral flaps. "Like-- right at the end of class," Wednesday added. Hailey curled a disgusted lip off of parted teeth. "She's *that* kid," Wednesday remarked. Lloyd sank the bridge of his nose between his thumb and index finger. He shook his head. "Like-- right at the end of class," Wednesday spitefully critiqued. Hailey uncovered disgusted bicuspids embedding her carnation glossed mouth rims. "She's *that* kid," Wednesday snarled between cherry stained digestive frames. Lloyd buried his nasal chute between his thumb and index finger and shook his head. "Anywayy--" Lloyd purred. "An-y-wayyy--" Lloyd croaked beyond frustrated vocal streaks. "Yeah?" Hailey inquired. Lloyd nodded. "Riiight--" Hailey groaned between mournful speech openings. Lloyd flattened his quartz wrapped shoulders against a cherry red back support. He folded a set of masculine arms over his muscular chest. "She gets all-- pissy over nothing?" Lloyd explained. Lloyd looked into Hailey's eyes. "You knoww?" Hailey nodded, slowly. Lloyd studied Gwen's charcoal hair filaments above his crossed forearms. Lloyd glanced at Hailey. "We were dissecting--" Lloyd crinkled coal faceted eyes. "Some kind of-- pig-- thing??" Lloyd embedded cherry spinal plastic with quartz scapula elastic and folded his arms. "She gets all-- pissy over nothing?" Lloyd artlessly blathered. "You knowwwww??" Hailey conceded with cautious nods and noticed Lloyd re-checking Gwen's scalp soot. Lloyd pointed eye coal at Hailey's emerald irises and crinkled caramel ocular frames. "We were dissecting-- some kind of-- pig-- thing??" Lloyd fumbled past his long lips. "A *fetal* pig," Hailey remarked with a nod. "A *fetal* pig," Hailey explained with an assuring head dip. "Ohhh--" Lloyd groaned. "*That's* right. It was an unborn fetus." Lloyd licked his long, thin lips. "Anyway, so I showed up a little late that day. "Oh, *that's* it--" Lloyd graciously responded. "It was an unborn fetus. Anyway, so I showed up a little late that day. Lloyd spread his index fingers in front of Hailey's sparkling ocular facets. Lloyd parted sentient index fingers in front of Hailey's sparkling cornea jade. Like-- that dissection tray you gotta use in Biology classes?" Like-- that dissection tray you gotta use in Biology class?" Hailey nodded. "And-- dumb-ass had cut it up into pieces." Hailey wrinkled horrified facial features. Hailey acknowledged her chocolate fluffed counterpart with a cordial face bob. "And-- dumb-ass over there had cut it up into pieces." Hailey shriveled horrified expression velvet enameling her limestone facial points. "Ahhh--" Hailey groaned. "What the hellll?" Lloyd swatted irritated fingers above his ivory wrapped shoulder. "Ahhh-- What the hellll??" Hailey groaned between mint frosted mouth rims. Lloyd swatted irritated finger hot-dogs above his ceramic shoulder textile. "Ohh, yeahhh--" Lloyd grumbled. "Oh, yeahhh--" Lloyd grimly grumbled. It was a mess." Lloyd licked his lips. "She didn't do a straight incision-- or pin back the cadaver's arms and legs-- or trim its organs or-- *anything* resembling actual lab work." It was a mess. She didn't-- do a straight incision or-- pin back the cadaver's arms and legs or-- trim its organs or-- *anything* resembling actual lab work." "So she just-- cut it up into pieces?" Hailey requisitioned. Lloyd took a breath. "So, she just-- cut it up into pieces?" Hailey meticulously probed. You know?" Lloyd explained. You know?" Lloyd ineptly shared with his feminine counterparts. Wednesday wrinkled distressed eyes and nasal passages. (removed) "Ewww--" Wednesday groaned from mournful lips. "Ewwww--" Wednesday groaned from mournful lip rubies crumpling her cheek quartz. "I knowww--" Lloyd croaked. "When I came up, she like--" Lloyd hammered the surface of his desk with his fist. "I knowww--" Lloyd somberly croaked. "When I came up to the table, she like--" Lloyd popped his oak desk surface with violent knuckle extensions crimping his palm. "Uggckk--" Wednesday grumbled. "Uggckk--" Wednesday retched beyond her disgusted vocal streaks. "Yeahhh--" Lloyd purred. "We got an F on that project." Lloyd looked into Hailey's eyes. "On a fuckin'-- dissection." The outer corners of Hailey's eyes wrinkled. "yyYep--" Lloyd grumbled between tormented digestive seams. "Needless to say, we got an F on that project." Lloyd scoured Hailey's emerald pupil slivers between his forehead keratin knots. "On a-- fuckin' dissection." "wwWhy--?" Hailey requisitioned. Hailey lifted analytical palms. "Why-- did she do that?" Lloyd raised upturned fingers. "Whyyy?" Hailey snarled using shriveled precipice birch. Hailey paddled agitated digit embers beside her desert dune foundation easel. "Why did she *do* that??" "I don't know," Lloyd responded. Lloyd copied blackboard notes. "I don't *know*," Lloyd belted between upturned knuckle hot-dogs framing his cheeks. Lloyd glanced at Hailey's emerald irises. "She told me at the end of class--" Lloyd continued. Lloyd recorded blackboard thoughts and glanced at Hailey's emerald irises. "She told me at the end of class," Lloyd continued. A set of flame colored eyebrows shot up Hailey's forehead. (removed) "She did it because you were late to class?" Hailey requisitioned. Lloyd lifted confused palms. "She did it because you were late to class?" Hailey demanded from startled face pine. "I-- guess," Lloyd replied. Lloyd dropped agitated digits along the edges of his desk. "I-- guuuess??" Lloyd speculated among puzzled finger hammocks bordering his jaw. "What a-- fuckin' weirdo," Wednesday remarked. Hailey searched Lloyd's espresso forehead fluffs. She squinted. "What a-- fuckin' weirdo," Wednesday grumbled using joyless lip compote. Hailey scoured Lloyd's chocolate forehead fluffs and crumpled custard ocular frames. "I thought you said she liked you?" Hailey interjected. Lloyd nodded. "I thought you said she *liked* you," Hailey commented with suspenseful oral bismuth. "She *did*," Lloyd explained. "And after that, I came back the next day-- and, she was looking up at me-- with these big, poppy, flashy eyes--" "Well-- after *that*," Lloyd picked up. "I came back the next day-- and, she was looking *up* at me-- with these big, flashy eyyyes--" "What the hell??" Wednesday groaned. "What the hellll??" Wednesday probed using stunned precipice porcelain. "And, she was grinning at meee--" Lloyd continued. "Like it never happened." Lloyd shrugged. "And, she was grrrinning at meee--" Lloyd loathsomely mocked. "Like it nev-er ev-en hap-pened." "What did you say?" Hailey asked. "wwWhat'd you say?" Hailey huffed past smirking lip menthol. "I said-- 'The fuck happened to you'?" Lloyd replied. "I said-- 'The fuck happened to you'?" Lloyd proudly testified. Lloyd shook his head. Hailey folded inquisitive arms on top of her silk shrouded tits. Hailey savored Lloyd swiveling his angry cheeks and stacked her curious wrist silk. "And, what'd she *think* about that?" Hailey inquired. Lloyd's charcoal faceted eyes popped open. Lloyd pointed at Hailey's crossed wrists. "And, what'd she think about *that*?" Hailey prodded with adoring emotive exhibits. "She-- She just looked at me and said, 'yyYeahhh--'" Lloyd explianed. "She just kept-- looking at me with those eyes." Lloyd licked his lips. "And, she just smiiiled--" Hailey gazed into Lloyd's corneal tar droplets. She nodded slowly. Lloyd sank into his plastic chair. He pointed at soot pigmented filaments grazing Gwen's striped shoulders. Fluffy, chocolate brows climbed Lloyd's forehead behind coffee sprouts. "She's a fuckin'-- crazy bitch," Lloyd remarked. A thick, oak door separated Mr. Tinney's classroom from the hallway. A heavy duty knob adorned the right edge of a hallway divider. A rectangle of glass was fitted into a space above a steel latch turner. The long window panel was woven with diagonal lines. A stocky silhouette dimmed the lower half of Mr. Tinney's door glass. Three thumps erupted from a cellulose hallway covering. "She-- She just looked at me and said, 'Yeahhh--'" Lloyd ominously narrated. Lloyd acknowledged folded forearms embedding Hailey's porcelain breast linen. "She kept-- looking at me with those golden eyyyes-- and smileeeng--" Hailey gazed at Lloyd's cornea tar and noticed him eyeing Gwen's shoulder stripes. "She's a fuckin'-- c-razy bitch," Lloyd brutally cautioned. A steel latticed window and a heavy latch ornamented Mr. Tinney's thick hallway door. A stocky silhouette dimmed the gentle Psychology instructor's lower port glass. Three leathery knuckle thumps rattled Mr. Tinney's oak hallway partition. Mr. Tinney was facing his class. He rested a stick of chalk along a steel tray below his blackboard. He smacked mineral dusted digits in front of cherry vest diamonds. White puffs wafted from the tips of Mr. Tinney's fingers. Mr. Tinney wandered in front of a slate note display. He peeked through his classroom door window. He squinted. Crinkles escaping the corners of Mr. Tinney's eyes split the apples of his cheeks. Mr. Tinney curled his fingers around an icy cylinder extending below his door window. He rotated a circular latch and swiveled his classroom covering into the hallway. He switched a door knob from his right hand to his left. A stout man in a trench coat occupied the outer end of Mr. Tinney's learning partition. The broad shouldered man's thoughtful eyes looked down at Mr. Tinney. The man's eyelids rested along the tips of his tar pigmented irises. Deep creases extended from the hallway man's wise ocular caverns. Wrinkles overflowed the man's temples and descended his cheeks. A head full of thick, curly hair erupted from the hallway man's scalp. Specific keratin scalp coils were the color of rust. Additional spiraled follicles glittered like silver strands. The man in the hallway wore a dingy, beige colored dress shirt. An olive pigmented neck tie covered buttons strapping the man's shirt around his chest. Camel pigmented stomach silk was tucked into faded, chocolate colored slacks. Black dress shoes poked out the man's pant leg rims. The man in the hallway's charcoal tinted footwear was scuffed. The hallway occupant's shoe soles were coming loose. The man's trench coat was the color of a margarita. The long, precipitation jacket was well worn. Wrinkles deformed the hallway man's protective cucumber fabric. Ripples like pickle juice hung from the man's broad shoulders. The lower edges of the man's wadded coat surrounded his knees. The shrink ditched his chalk stick and patted writing dust beside cherry vest blocks. He searched his oblong panel glass and crumpled pale cheeks with diligent eye frames. The behavior analyst unseated a frosty entrance knob and greeted his unknown guest. A stout man in a trench coat looked down at Mr. Tinney using peaceful ocular coals. Deep creases departed the hallway occupant's eye caverns and split his face valleys. Rust and silver hair coils carpeted the visiting gentleman's weathered scalp. An olive green neck tie topped shirt bourbon tucked into his aged, chocolate slacks. Scuffed shoe remnants like charcoal escaped the foyer inhabitant's trouser rims. The wise man's margarita jacket wrinkles cradled his ancient knee espresso. "Hello," the man in the hallway spoke. The hallway visitor's weathered eye borders crinkled, slightly. "Hello," the man haunting Mr. Tinney's classroom remarked. The corridor wanderer shriveled wilted facial pudding bordering his cornea tar drops. Mr. Tinney's walnut irises focused on tar tinted shutters surrounding the man's pupils. Mr. Tinney searched the passage explorer's eye pitch with skeptical walnut irises. "Yes, sir," Mr. Tinney replied. Mr. Tinney was getting a cop sort of vibe. "Yes, sirrr," Mr. Tinney playfully responded. The man in the hall sank his fingers into a pocket along the edge of his jacket. He squinted. The prying outsider checked his lower jacket pocket and wrinkled vacant brow fluffs. "Uhhh--" the foyer inhabitant groaned. The hallway man patted a space beside the opposite opening of his jacket. "Ummm--" The man reached inside his shriveled coat. "Oh, I'm--" Half brown, half grey eyebrow fluffs climbed the man's wrinkled forehead. "Oh, there it is," the tunnel dweller remarked. The hallway man flipped open a black, leather billfold. He suspended a shiny, gold plated badge in front of Mr. Tinney's pecan shell eyes. "I'm Detective Moore. I'm with the police." Detective Moore smiled. Creases like sunbursts surrounded Moore's charcoal colored ocular caverns. "Uhhh--" the startled foyer inhabitant croaked. The hallway man patted a complimentary storage space lining his worn out jacket. "Ummm-- Oh, I'm--" The messy man scoured his coat and hoisted rust and silver brows above his forehead. "Oh, *there* it is--" The tunnel dweller presented Mr. Tinney's pecan shell eyes with a gold plated badge. "*I'm* Detective Moore. I'm with the police." Detective Moore forged a fake smile and sprouted wise creases from his ocular frames. "What can I help you with, Detective Moore?" Mr. Tinney asked. "What can I help you with, Detective Moore?" Mr. Tinney ominously pried. "Wellll--" Detective Moore groaned. "I'm looking for a-- Ms. Holloway?" Moore squinted. "Is she in your class this morning?" Mr. Tinney gazed into Detective Moore's coal faceted eye shutters. He blinked. "Wellll--" Detective Moore groaned while tucking away his black, leather wallet. "I'm looking for a-- Ms. Holloway? Is she in your class this morning?" Mr. Tinney searched long cracks framing Detective Moore's squinting optical caverns. "You mean Hailey?" Mr. Tinney asked. Detective Moore's bushy eyebrows ascended a forehead staircase. "You mean-- Hailey?" Mr. Tinney wrangled from bewildered mouth seams. Detective Moore dragged rusted brow fluffs to the top of his forehead staircase. "Uhhh-- yes, sir," Moore responded. "Uhhh-- yes, sir," Moore kindly explained. Mr. Tinney licked thoughtful lips. Cracks like lightning bolts escaped Detective Moore's eye sockets. Mr. Tinney lapped anxious digestive rims underlining his silicate visual squares. "Can I ask-- what is this about?" "She didn't mention anything to you?" Detective Moore inquired. Detective Moore studied wine and coal spotted floor tiles. He stroked his chin. "Nah-- why would she," Moore grumbled. Detective Moore looked up. "Well, her mother went missing this weekend." Moore swallowed. "And, their house burned down." Mr. Tinney's eyes popped open. "She didn't mention anything to you?" Moore prompted from curious facial folds. Detective Moore explored wine and coal tile spots and stroked his inquisitive chin. "Nah, why would she--? Well, her mother went missing this weekend," Moore shared with hasty cheek pudding. "And, their house burned down." Mr. Tinney sifted Detective Moore's dim pupil slats using corrective sight crystal. "Uhhh--" Mr. Tinney croaked. Jagged cracks extended from Mr. Tinney's dark brown eyes. "You mean-- the house I read about in the paper?" Mr. Tinney looked over his shoulder. He searched his students. "Uhhh--" Mr. Tinney croaked from crumpled precipice custard. "You mean-- the house I read about in the paperrr?" Mr. Tinney searched students above cream shoulder silk escaping his olive vest yarn. Mr. Tinney spotted Hailey across the room. Hailey's sparkling, green eyes searched Mr. Tinney's vanilla pudding facial features. Mr. Tinney exhaled from concerned nasal passages. He faced Detective Moore. "Do you need to take her out of class?" Mr. Tinney inquired. "Did you find her mom?" Detective Moore stood up straight. He folded margarita sleeved arms over his chest. The pepper haired therapist spotted Hailey's emerald irises scouring his face butter. Mr. Tinney released astonished gasses from his nostrils and faced Detective Moore. "Do you need to take her out of class?" Mr. Tinney demanded. "Did, uh-- Did you find her mom?" Detective Moore paired cautious leg segments and stacked his margarita arm chutes. "Wellll--" Detective Moore grumbled. "I would like to speak with her for just a little bit, if that's okay." Mr. Tinney studied Detective Moore's wisdom rich cheek ridges. He nodded. "Wellll--" Detective Moore deviously dawdled. "I would like to *speak* with her for just a little bit, if that's okay." Mr. Tinney studied Detective Moore's wisdom rich facial features and nodded. "I'll get her," Mr. Tinney explained. Mr. Tinney wandered across the front of his classroom. Most of Mr. Tinney's students were lost in conversation. They had no idea what was going on. Hailey's eyes followed Mr. Tinney's square ocular panels all the way to her desk. Mr. Tinney stopped in front of Hailey and Wednesday. Hailey looked up from her cellulose work table. She stared at Mr. Tinney above the rims of her glasses. "I'll go get her," Mr. Tinney reluctantly conceded. Hailey followed her teacher's glittering ocular tiles all the way to her desk. The girls probed Mr. Tinney's caramel irises beyond rimless specs and licorice bangs. "What is it, Mr. Tinney?" Hailey requisitioned. Hailey glanced at the classroom door. Detective Moore's upper body extended through a rectangular hallway port. Moore studied teenage faces. He gazed into Hailey's emerald eye shutters. A satisfied grin lifted the corners of Detective Moore's long, thin lips. Moore waved wrinkled finger shafts above his rust and silver head coils. Hailey stared at Detective Moore's cracked precipice. She felt like she was racing down a tunnel. "What is it, Mr. Tinney?" Hailey demanded using somber precipice pine. Hailey spotted Detective Moore's intrusive upper body scouring teenage faces. The hapless inspector greeted Hailey's emerald eyes with a victorious grin and waved. The sight of Detective Moore's mummified emotion canvas made Hailey feel faint. "There's someone here to see you," Mr. Tinney explained. Hailey inhaled between gloss coated lips. She looked into Mr. Tinney's eyes. "There's-- someone here to see you," Hailey's delicate Psychology teacher explained. Hailey siphoned anxious gasses past her lip wax and searched Mr. Tinney's cornea tea. "Is it about my mom?" Hailey inquired. Mr. Tinney studied Hailey's colorful face. He squinted. "Is it-- about my mom?" Hailey wrangled past grim cheek points. Mr. Tinney studied Hailey's colorful face and crumpled inquisitive ocular frames. "Is she missing, Hailey?" Mr. Tinney asked. "Is she-- missing, Hailey?" Mr. Tinney cautiously pried. Hailey licked menthol stained mouth coverings. She glanced at Wednesday. Wednesday stared into her friend's jade faceted pupils from uneasy sapphire shutters. Hailey detected Lloyd's strong fingers curling around her porcelain palm shafts. She squeezed Lloyd's protective digits. Hailey slipped uneasy knuckle extensions away from Lloyd's comforting carpal ridges. Hailey lapped grim lip bismuth and searched her friend's uneasy cornea sapphires. Hailey detected Lloyd's protective fingers collecting her porcelain palm shafts. She soothed his comforting carpal ridges and excavated her tangerine digit caps. "It's not the first time," Hailey grumbled. Mr. Tinney watched upper limb silk chutes shuffle past his argyle vest. He watched carrot scalp filaments brushing Hailey's porcelain cheeks above his shoulder. Detective Moore stood in Mr. Tinney's door way. He folded his arms over his chest. A warm smile occupied Detective Moore's crinkled face. Hailey studied Moore's thoughtful precipice from the corners of her eyes. She saundered beyond the front row of the classroom. She passed Gwen's desk. Hailey's emerald colored irises gazed into Gwen's honey tinted eye shutters. Gwen's crow pigmented eyebrows pointed down the bridge of her nose. A hideous grin divided Gwen's pale face. Hailey narrowed curious eye flaps. "...what *is* it with this cunt?..." Hailey grumbled between clenched teeth. Hailey faced Detective Moore. Moore inhaled between long, grinning mouth rims. "It's not the first time," Hailey grumbled from disgusted, bubble gum lips. Mr. Tinney scoped Hailey's bicep silk and scalp ginger brushing her ribs and cheeks. Hailey spied Moore positioning his smug face pudding above folded cactus forearms. She pointed emerald irises at Gwen's ocular honey drops while passing the front row. The raven haired vixen crumpled her asparagus nasal chute and forged a sinister grin. "...what is *with* this cunt?..." Hailey gushed between baffled incisors. Detective Moore observed Hailey's oncoming wrist silk sweeping her printed hip ovals. "Hello, Ms. Holloway," Moore remarked. Detective Moore studied shiny, ballerina flats protecting the edges of Hailey's feet. He watched printed, black ruffles wafting beside Hailey's knees. He looked between white, silk points bordering Hailey's long, slender neck. Slick collar tips shifted when Hailey's arms swooped beside her hips. Detective Moore gazed into Hailey's emerald eye facets. "You certainly look pretty, today," Moore commented. Hailey stopped a foot away from Detective Moore's disheveled footwear. Hailey's head tilted carrot and ginger filaments between her ivory sheathed scapulas. Hailey gazed into Detective Moore's wise, tar tinted eyes. "Hello, Ms. Holloway," the diligent investigator kindly remarked. Moore adored birch knee apples navigating ruffled skirt soot above vinyl foot rims. He relished porcelain collar points oscillating under Hailey's emerald pupil facets. "You certainly look pretty, today," Detective Moore warmly commented. Hailey parked licorice shoes and tilted mango scalp twine along her scapula ivory. "Did you find her?" Hailey inquired. Moore looked towards the right corners of his eyes. His head swiveled the direction his coal slivered irises pointed. "Did you find her?" Hailey glumly probed. Detective Moore tilted regretful face custard and skimmed his upper eyelids. "nnNo--" Detective Moore croaked. Moore returned his gaze to Hailey's colorful face. "nnNo--" the deceitful inspector slyly croaked. Hailey nodded a little. She shrugged. Hailey rocked cheddar shrouded cheek parmesan and shrugged impatient shoulder silk. "Can I go-- sit back down?" Hailey demanded. Detective Moore glided crinkled fingertips across his thoughtful lips. Detective Moore's weathered digits found their way to his cheek. Shriveled palm shafts returned to Moore's oblong oral coverings. "Can I go-- sit back down?" Hailey thoughtlessly demanded. Detective Moore sanded agitated oral seams with his weathered finger crumples. Hailey looked above soft silk wrapping her right shoulder. She spotted Wednesday and Lloyd near the other end of the classroom. Hailey's friends stared back, impatiently. Wrinkles extended from Lloyd's suspicious ocular frames. Wednesday lifted concerned palms beside raven shoulder flaps. Hailey licked carnation pigmented gloss coating her lips. A uniformed officer occupied a Glory High teacher's lounge. Silver hair was slicked from the law enforcer's forehead to the rear of his scalp. Hair nubs like sleet pellets extended from the court droid's head edges. A silver mustache sprouted from a space above the deputy's top lip. The officer's upper rim shroud was shaped like push broom bristles. The lounge occupant had wide, bulging shoulders. A long sleeved shirt the color of blueberries was stretched over the man's stout upper body. Muscular biceps and pecks expanded navy blue wool gripping flesh like rock. Golden emblems made from cotton were stitched to the lounge man's shirt deltoids. The amber tinted ornaments were shaped like police badges. "City of Malley Police" was embroidered on top of scotch tinted patches. The council designation was forged with black silk strands. An indigo tie dangled from a space between the officer's collar points. A silver tag shrouded a square shaped pocket stitched over the agent's left breast. The shiny identifier read "Harris". Officer Harris' badge was pinned to a pocket below his nametag. His glittering shield was treated with silver just like his title tag. Harris' status plate was topped with upper edges forming a forty-five degree vertex. Arcs escaping the base of Officer Harris' medal formed a lower point. "City of Malley Police" was engraved across Harris' rank marker. Horizontal lines were stamped above and below the embossed designation. Hailey checked her friends across the classroom above her right hand shoulder silk. She noticed Wednesday shroud raven bicep flaps and Lloyd crumple cagey eye frames. Combed scalp silver topped a uniformed officer's head sleet in the teacher's lounge. Chrome push broom bristles overlooked the crisp enforcement droid's upper lip. Stout deltoids and biceps expanded blueberry arm chutes gripping his thick wrists. Golden badge emblems marked "City of Malley Police" ornamented his upper arm steel. An indigo tie and a silver tag divided his chest and ascended his left breast pocket. "Harris" spanned the shiny tag above a chrome badge with a forty-five degree vertex. Horizontal marks enclosed "City of Malley Police" above lower plate point curves. Harris' shirt was tucked into a pair of neatly pressed, indigo colored slacks. Golden stripes covered seams forming the outer edges of Harris' pant legs. The hems of Officer Harris' lower limb drapes bordered shiny, leather shoes. Harris' cow hide footwear was buffed to a mirror finish. Officer Harris sat behind a long, thick table. The teacher lounge eating surface was made of shiny oak. A back rest wrapped in brown leather puffs surrounded Harris' sharp pointed face. Bronze mounds the size of cherries fastened tufts of chocolate cow hide. A bulletin board spanned a wall behind Officer Harris' silver stranded scalp. Tomato colored paper was stapled over the banner display's entire surface. A card stock border surrounded a red message sheet. The inner edge of a cork board frame was shaped like a sine wave. Pictures of protractors, pencils, and rulers embellished a laminated announcement border. Giant, paper cutouts shaped like letters spanned the top edge of the bulletin board. The oversized characters alternated cornflower blue, banana yellow, olive green, and plum purple. Scissored tree pulp symbols spelled "The 9th Grade Teachers of Glory High". Photographs of staff and their families were stapled below the rainbow pigmented banner. The bulletin board was covered with personal pictures. Officer Harris stared at a thick, oak door across from the teacher's lounge table. A one foot window spanned a space near the upper, middle section of the hallway covering. A thick, silver knob extended from the right edge of the door. The zinc plated latch turned clockwise. The hardwood foyer screen swiveled away from Officer Harris. Detective Moore's warm, spirited voice vibrated cozy teacher's lounge gasses. Harris' navy blue shirt invaded deep ocean slacks with pineapple seam strips. The bulky officer's whale skin britches overlooked mirror polished shoe leather. Elegant table oak and leather lumbar cocoa housed Harris' elbows and framed his face. Bronze buttons the size of cherries secured the dense lawman's espresso seat puffs. Tomato butcher paper spanned a bulletin board beyond Officer Harris' scalp silver. Pencil and ruler doodles embellished wave edged card stock framing rosy media lining. Ozone, daisy, kiwi, and plum digits announced "The 9th Grade Teachers of Glory High". Photographs of staff and their families spanned ruby space under rainbow letters. Officer Harris examined a one foot window occupying thick door oak across the room. A clockwise spinning knob foreshadowed the wood hallway screen departing the lounge. Detective Moore's warm, spirited voice vibrated cozy, teacher hideout gasses. "I'm sure this'll just take a second, Ms. Holloway," Moore explained. Thick, worn fingers curled around the door knob across from Officer Harris. Wrinkled cotton fabric the color of a margarita surrounded withered digit joints. The toe of a scuffed, black leather shoe stepped on a two foot, ivory colored tile. The linoleum square spanned half of an empty threshold. The quartz stained floor sheet was decorated with slate colored blotches. A buttermilk tinted instep erupted from edges of a black shoe. The roof of a pale foot carried a slender lower leg past a slim door gap. A black skirt decorated with white circle borders followed a porcelain tinted calf. A silk blouse like ivory erupted from the waist of a slick skirt. Hair resembling eighteen inch flames wafted above coconut shoulder fluffs. Emerald eyes and shiny, carnation lips pointed at Officer Harris's stern precipice. Hailey balanced her left foot beside her right. She gazed into Harris' cornflower blue irises. Harris' push broom whiskers twitched. Hailey inhaled a frosty breath between her menthol waxed lips. She looked over her shoulder. She watched his silver lip bristles twitch and inhaled a frosty breath past menthol lip wax. Detective Moore's tar pigmented eye shutters stared beside the outer edge of the door. "I'm sure this'll just take a second, Ms. Holloway," Moore pretentiously dictated. Moore's worn fingers escaped cactus jacket pleats and gripped a zinc treated latch. His charcoal shoe remnants pervaded quartz floor linoleum with slate speckles. Hailey's licorice framed instep ivory guided hoop scribbled skirt soot into the room. Eighteen inch scalp flames torched ceramic bicep silk signaling Hailey's hip linen. Hailey paired meager foot mats and pointed emerald eyes at Harris' cornflower irises. She watched his lip bristles twitch and checked Moore's pupil tar above her shoulder. "D-Did something happen to my mom?" Hailey asked. Officer Harris faced blueberry sleeved wrists folded on top of a lounge table. He sighed from frustrated, push broom lips. "Dihhhd-- something happen to my mom?" Hailey oscillated past nervous lip bismuth. Officer Harris faced folded blueberry wrist tubes and exhaled a frustrated breath. "Moorrre--" Harris groaned. Detective Moore wandered past Hailey. The door shut behind Moore's wandering lower limbs. Detective Moore motioned towards an empty chair beside a long, oak table. The high backed seat was wrapped in leather tufts matching Officer Harris' sitting ridges. "Moorrre--" Harris groaned beyond push broom lip chrome. Detective Moore passed Hailey and pointed out empty throne leather facing his cohort. "Why don't you have a seat, Ms. Holloway?" Moore suggested. Detective Moore plopped down next to Officer Harris. Even sitting down, Moore was almost a foot taller than Harris. Hailey glided her thumbs over tangerine colored nail polish spotting her fingertips. She sank a warm, vanilla cream palm into frosty, chocolate leather. Hailey swallowed. Hailey's vinyl rimmed feet balanced porcelain knees in front of a slick chair surface. Her silk skirted hiny flattened leather mounds across from Harris and Moore. "We still haven't found your mother," Detective Moore revealed. Hailey squeezed her gloss coated lips together. "Why don't you have a seat, Ms. Holloway?" Moore forcefully suggested. Detective Moore joined his one foot shorter, white gold scalped accomplice. Hailey sanded nervous, tangerine finger caps with her feminine thumb limestone. She embedded coffee chair puffs with circular hiny art and grouped pine calf velvet. "We still haven't found your mother--" Detective Moore reluctantly conceded. Hailey scoured ivory ellipse borders bundling her frustrated thigh custard. "Ohhh--" Hailey purred. Hailey looked at white ellipses blanketing the curves of her thighs. Moore watched Hailey, carefully. "Ahhh--" Hailey extruded from impatient trachea ridges. "Are you worried, yet?" Detective Moore inquired. Hailey looked up. "Are you-- worried, yet?" Detective Moore sarcastically demanded. Hailey examined oval printed lap graphite and searched Moore's prying ocular coals. "Is that why you're here?" Hailey asked. Moore squinted. "Is *that* why you're here?" Hailey ominously probed. The puzzled investigator crumpled vanilla face pudding framing his cornea tar drops. "Uhhh--" Moore groaned. Moore patted the breast of his trench coat. "I believe that's--" Moore searched margarita colored fabric with the tips of his thick fingers. "Uhhh--" Moore grumbled from astonished mouth seams. "I belieeeve--" The bumbling sleuth searched his cactus chest curtains with withered finger pudding. Detective Moore reached inside his long jacket. Moore's weathered digits gripped a small, spiral notepad. Detective Moore suspended the tiny collection of paper in front of his face. He flipped a shiny, red cover with his thumb. He shuffled a couple of pages over chrome plated coils. "That's-- exactly what you said, yesterday," Moore reported. Moore looked up. Hailey burrowed silk wrapped elbows into sheets of soft, brown leather. The slick cow hide wrapped arm rests surrounding Hailey's ribs. Hailey folded her fingers together. She cradled her tiny chin using a tangerine spotted finger hammock. Detective Moore squinted. He extended a carrot shaped index finger from worn knuckles. "Yesterday?" Moore explained. "When I asked where your mother was?" Hailey stared into Detective Moore's cold, dark eyes. She wrinkled emerald faceted eyes. Moore extracted a spiral notepad and shuffled lined sheets behind cherry cover resin. "That's-- exactly what you said, yesterday," Moore finally wrangled from his meticulous oral flaps. Hailey impressed cocoa elbow leather and braced her chin peach with a finger hammock. Detective Moore pointed a carrot shaped finger between Hailey's ocular emeralds. "Yesterday?" the finicky inspector obnxiously implored. "When I asked where your mother was??" Hailey wrinkled cerebral visual frames penetrating her rectangular optic crystals. "rrRight--" Hailey croaked. "rrRight--" Hailey croaked between carnation waxed lips. Hailey nodded, slowly. A set of bushy eyebrows wandered to the top of Detective Moore's forehead. Detective Moore greeted Hailey's rocking precipice porcelain with expanded brow rust. "Wellll--" Detective Moore groaned. "That seems strange to me." Moore looked beside him. "Doesn't that seem strange, Officer Harris?" "wwWell--" the argumentative law enforcer submitted. "That seems very strange to meee--" Detective Moore checked his substantial sidekick's silver cranium filaments. "Doesn't that seem *strange*, Officer Harris?" Moore demanded of his colleague. "May-beee--" Harris conceded. Detective Moore faced Hailey. "May-beee--" Harris groaned using philosophical cheek points. "I mean-- some people might be a little worried," Detective Moore continued. "Ya know?" Long creases sprouted from Detective Moore's wise eyes. "You asked about your mother a couple of times." Moore shook his head. "But-- you don't really seem *worried* about her." Hailey nodded. "*Some* people might be a little worried," Moore beseeched with cynical face custard. "You asked about your mother a couple of tiiimes--" Detective Moore pleated wise visual borders and oscillated his skeptical cheeks. "But you don't really seem *worried* about her, to me." "Not the first time she's gone missing," Hailey retorted. Detective Moore studied Hailey's emerald eye shutters. He blinked. "It's-- not the first time she's gone missing," Hailey retorted from agitated face pine. The frustrated sleuth searched his ginger headed guest's irritable emotion limestone. "Hailey," Officer Harris interrupted. Hailey stared at Detective Moore's coal faceted irises. Glittery emeralds wandered to the right corners of Hailey's eyes. Jade slivers focused on cornflower blue shutters surrounding Officer Harris' pupils. "Hailey," Officer Harris warmly interjected. Hailey probed Moore's cornea coals and pointed her eye jade at Harris' cyan irises. "Yes, sir?" Hailey requisitioned. "Yes, sir?" Hailey kindly obliged. "You know what happened here, Friday?" Harris asked. Hailey's makeup brushed eyelids folded together. Images projected along the backs of Hailey's sealed ocular flaps. Hailey studied flickering frames. She watched blood trickling off of thin, cherry red leather. Crimson cow hide soaked with hemoglobin soup was stitched around Hailey's tiny fingers. Hailey's gloved digits sank into an abdominal gash. Ox skin palm shafts stretched bowels away from slashed stomach meat. Tiny, claret mits stretched pleated small intestine away from connective membrane. Muscle contractions squeezed entrail bulges between Hailey's dermis coated fingers. Secretive eye coverings pried Hailey's long, mascara coated lashes apart. Hailey studied Officer Harris' ocean colored eyes. "You know what happened here, Friday?" Officer Harris grimly inquired. Hailey folded her makeup brushed eye flaps and studied flickering memory projections. She observed body claret departing cherry glove leather bundling her frail digits. She recalled burrowing an abdominal gash and extracting connective bowel membrane. Hailey relished entrail contractions and released her secretive peepers to Harris. "I heard," Hailey responded. "I hearrrd," Hailey sorrowfully croaked. "And-- you weren't here, Friday?" Harris inquired. "And you weren't *here*, Friday?" Harris pried with oscillating precipice gristle. "I was suspended," Hailey explained. Officer Harris' irises wandered to the right corners of his eyes. Harris' cornflower eye shutters studied Moore's crinkled cheeks. Officer Harris looked into Hailey's eyes. "I was suspended," Hailey happily shared. Harris examined his partner's wise face and then sifted Hailey's cornea emeralds. "Do you know what happened to the other kids?" Harris asked. Officer Harris relaxed along leather puffs covering the back of his chair. He folded a set of thick, muscular arms over his chest. "Travis Griffin?" Harris questioned. "Jennifer Rogers? Vicky Turner?" Officer Harris' cornflower irises followed Hailey's emerald pupil facets. "Paul Snyder?" Harris added. Hailey stared into Officer Harris' eyes. She licked gloss coated lips. "We can't seem to find them," Officer Harris continued. "We can't seem to locate Vicky's father, either. Uhh--" Officer Harris folded thoughtful eyelids on top of shutters like an afternoon canopy. "mmMartin Turner--" Harris forced out of stubborn lips. Officer Harris examined Hailey's colorful face. Hailey stared back. She licked carnation waxed mouth rims. Detective Moore looked beside his left shoulder. He followed short, silver hairs poking out of Harris' temple. "Officer Harris," Moore interjected. Harris studied Hailey's behavior. He turned his head. Detective Moore suspended a pocket notepad in front of eyes like coal. His swiveled a lined page over his worn knuckles. "Would you give us a minute, please?" Officer Harris searched rust and silver coils poking out of Detective Moore's scalp. Harris scooted his chair below the teacher's lounge bulletin board. Hailey watched the uniformed law enforcer walk to the end of the table. Officer Harris wandered past Hailey's silk wrapped biceps. Hailey listened to a thick door open and close. "Do you know what happened to the *other* kids?" Harris brashly probed. The uniformed enforcer reclined along puffed leather and folded his muscular wrists. "Travis Grihhh-ffin?" Harris somberly hooted. "Jennifer Rahhh-gers? Vicky Turrr-ner? Paul Snyyy-der??" Hailey drilled her silicate ocular aids and lapped menthol jelly frosting her lips. "Because-- *we* can't seem to find them," Officer Harris ominously boasted. "Or Vicky's dad, uhhh--" The astute jailer mashed afternoon canopy pupil slats with pensive visual crumples. "mmMartin Turner--" Officer Harris wrangled from his stubborn lip bristles. Detective Moore searched his cohort's silver scalp strands above his left shoulder. The meticulous analyst checked his notes and swatted a page along his worn knuckles. "Officer Harris-- would you give us a moment, please?" Moore coldly interjected. Harris scoured Moore's copper and steel head coils and scooted his chair backwards. Hailey glimpsed the stout lawman round the lounge table and heard him leave the room. Moore flipped a slick cardboard protector on top of teensy journal sheets. He tossed a stack of portable notes onto a shiny sheet of oak in front of his chest. He rested margarita blanketed elbows along leather arm shelves surrounding his hips. Moore folded wise digits in front camel tinted silk covering his man tits. Hailey lifted her cream skinned jaw off of porcelain finger weaves. She plopped tangerine embellished digits on top of ellipse printed lap silk. She glided the toes of Wednesday's shoes across slick tiles. She intersected ankles like milk below espresso stained seat leather. Detective Moore inhaled between long lips. "Officer Harris is upset," Detective Moore explained. "I'm sorry he keeps asking about Travis." Detective Moore licked oblong mouth rims. "And, Jennifer--" he added. Moore deposited his notes and rested wadded elbow cactus along leather arm shelves. He folded wise digits and admired Hailey freeing woven fingers from her chin apricot. The carrot haired vixen grazed arc printed lap charcoal with searing nail caps. She sanded spotted tile ivory with licorice toe rims and crossed antsy ankle cream. "Officer Harris is upset," Detective Moore haplessly blathered. "I'm-- really sorry that he keeps asking about Travis." The frustrated investigator lapped oblong mouth frames spanning his withered cheeks. "And-- Jennifer," Detective Moore haplessly appended. "I heard him," Hailey interrupted. Detective Moore seemed convincing. But, Hailey didn't think Officer Harris was upset. Harris seemed impatient. Hailey wasn't sure Harris suspected she, Wednesday, or Lloyd ruthlessly slaughtered Tommy, Joe, Gary, Tate, or Ms. Goodwin. Hailey didn't believe Harris suspected her or her friends contributed to Travis, Jennifer, Paul, Vicky, or Martin's disappearances, either. Hailey was convinced Detective Moore suspected she, Wednesday, and Lloyd orchestrated everything. Detective Moore pointed at an olive green tie dangling from his beige shirt collar. "I *heard* him," Hailey bluntly intercepted. Hailey didn't believe Harris suspected she, Wednesday, or Lloyd ruthlessly slaughtered Tommy, Joe, Gary, Tate, or Ms. Goodwin. And, she didn't think he suspected her circle contributed to Travis, Jennifer, Paul, Vicky, or Martin's disappearances. Hailey was certain the suspicion of she and her friends rested with Detective Moore. "*My* priority is finding your mother," Moore explained. Detective Moore folded wrinkled digits in front of his chest. "*My* priority is finding your mother," the brazen gumshoe shamelessly proclaimed. Hailey gazed into Detective Moore's eyes. She licked menthol coated lips. Hailey trained her sparkling cornea gems on Moore's eye coals and licked her lips. Detective Moore gazed back. He smiled. "O-kay," Hailey vacantly conceded. Moore opposed his ginger headed guest's quizzical optic crystals with a warm smile. "I gotta say--" Moore continued. "I think you're very intelligent, Ms. Holloway." Detective Moore squinted. Moore's cheeks crinkled like old leather. "You know that?" Hailey siphoned peaceful gasses using a set of tiny nostrils. She exhaled a slow, relaxing breath. "I gotta sayyy--" the tenacious inspector paraded using crumpled cheek custard. "I think you're very intelligent, Ms. Holloway. You know that?" Hailey siphoned ominous gasses with her nostril beads and shared a peaceful breath. "I don't think I'm that smart," Hailey responded. Detective Moore continued grinning. A set of tar tinted irises wandered to the right corners of Moore's eyes. Coal faceted eye shutters resumed scrutinizing Hailey's body language. "*I* don't think I'm that smart," Hailey thoughtlessly contradicted. Detective Moore maintained a dismal grin and probed his upper, right eye flaps. "You rememberrr--?" Detective Moore croaked. Detective Moore's well traveled digits gripped his pickle skinned elbow. Moore plopped the tip of his finger on top of his lips. He narrowed a set of crinkled eyes. "You rememberrr--?" the resourceful investigator painfully pried. Detective Moore lifted his mouth finger and took a breath. "How you came to know-- that your house had burned down?" Moore studied Hailey's glittering eye shutters. Hailey nodded. Moore gripped his pickle skinned elbow with shriveled digits and stroked his chin. "How you came to knowww-- that your house had burned down??" Hailey searched the inquisitive analyst's glittering ocular tar and slowly nodded. "Yeah," Hailey replied. "rrRiiight--" Hailey cautiously recounted. Detective Moore nodded. Detective Moore rocked his crinkled cheek leather among agreeable deltoid gristle. "Mm-hmm--" Detective Moore hummed. Moore parted the fingers of his free hand. "Who's paper did you read?" "Mm-hmmm--" the intuitive inspector hummed beyond lengthy oral frames. "Uh-- whose paper did you read, again?" "Wednesday's," Hailey replied. "I, uhh-- I stayed at Wednesday's house Friday night. "Wednesday's," Hailey promptly reminded her vigilant host. "I, uhhh-- I stayed at Wednesday's house Friday night. Detective Moore nodded. "And then, I found this article about-- my house-- burning to the ground Friday night." Hailey's rust haired harasser attentively swiveled his hardened precipice pudding. "And then, I found this article about-- my house burning down Friday night." "That's the house on Cherry Lane, right?" Detective Moore inquired. Hailey nodded. "That's-- the house on Cherry Lane, right?" Detective Moore dubiously specified. "Five-ninety-eight Cherry Lane," Hailey retorted. "Yeah-- that's my *house*." Hailey swiveled her pale cheeks without looking away. "ffFive-ninety-eight Cherry Layyyne--" Hailey impatiently responded. "That's my *house*, alright." Hailey trained keen ocular jade on Moore's eyes and turned sarcastic cheek pine. Detective Moore rested his forehead along the tips of his fingers. He shook his head. Detective Moore focused on Hailey's cornea emeralds and cradled his forehead pleats. "You know, I can't help but wonderrr--" Detective Moore grumbled. Moore looked up. He pointed at Hailey with ends of withered digits. "You read about your house on Saturday. Is that right?" Hailey nodded. "See, I can't help but wonderrr--" the observant investigator trivialized. "You read about your house on *Saturday*, is that right??" Detective Moore's apricot stranded guest rocked her agreeable face limestone. "That's-- what I just said," Hailey conceded. Detective Moore rubbed wrinkled digits together and looked into Hailey's eyes. "That's-- what I just *said*," the ginger haired intellectual cynically crafted. Detective Moore wrung troubled finger oatmeal and probed Hailey's sparkling eye gems. "Any reason why you didn't run over there right away?" Detective Moore requisitioned. Hailey detected the earth's gravity dragging her towards the floor. All the blood drained out of Hailey's porcelain facial curves. Hailey realized she screwed up. She inhaled between carnation waxed lips. She exhaled a long, relaxing breath. Detective Moore turned his face without looking away. "Msss. Holloway?" Moore inquired. Hailey stared into Detective Moore's coal faceted pupils. She blinked. "Any reason why you didn't run over there-- right away?" Moore curiously prodded. Hailey's mournful emotion display evacuated its blood supply and turned into ice. Her copper scalped host perceived her exhaling a frosty breath past nervous lip wax. "Msss. Holloway?" Detective Moore cautiously pried. Hailey sifted frantic thoughts and sanded pasty oral rims with somber tongue rubber. "I-- didn't want to," Hailey forced out of carnation stained lips. Detective Moore gazed into Hailey's jade green eyes. He tilted his wrinkled face. He sank his sun scarred cheek into the palm of his hand. "I didn't *want* to," Hailey fumbled past hapless mouth beeswax. Detective Moore crumpled his scrupulous ocular frames and tilted his face pudding. "You-- didn't want to?" Detective Moore repeated. Hailey licked nervous lips. She knew she needed to be careful. "You-- didn't want to?" the diligent operative attentively demanded. Hailey lapped fearful lip bismuth and scrutinized partially developed motivations. "I-- f-fucking hate her!" Hailey snapped. Detective Moore stared, stupidly. He lifted crinkled facial dermis off of thick hand pillows. He inhaled a sharp breath. "I-- fffucking hate her!" Hailey recklessly unloaded. Moore cushioned his jolted cheek custard and scoured Hailey's fiery cornea emeralds. "That'll be all, Ms. Holloway," Detective Moore responded. Moore folded margarita sheathed arms along the edge of an oak table. "I'm sorry we bothered you this morning." Detective Moore motioned towards the hallway door using his rust coiled scalp. "You can go back to class." Hailey studied ivory colored tiles between black vinyl toe rims. She flattened rubber mats fastened to Wednesday's shoes on top of slick linoleum. Tangerine spotted fingers gripping soft leather arm rests shoved Hailey to her feet. Hailey slipped past a thick covering leading to an empty corridor. "Th-That'll be all, Ms. Holloway," Moore fumbled between breathless digestive seams. "I'm-- sorry we bothered you this morning." The reluctant sleuth stacked his arms on the table and acknowledged the hall door. "You can go back to class, if you'd like." Hailey studied slate speckled tile quartz between her friend's licorice shoe rims. She shoved espresso arm leather with cream digits and departed the teacher's lounge. > Chapter 2: "Who Is Gwen Fall?" ===================================================================================== * After making initial functional changes to chapter two, a lot of the language was re-imagined (mainly condensed) in order to make it more enjoyable to read. The original version 1.1, chapter two changes are listed between these equals signs borders ("TAINT" headers mark the original content and "CLEAN" headers mark the updated versions): --- TAINT --- Wednesday peeled blueberry back pack denim off of her licorice shoulder silk. She shuffled her book sack to her wrist quartz and dropped it beside shiny door oak. She swept her cheek ceramic with raven scalp threads and embedded partition polish. Wednesday's rear scalp match remnants and checkered hiny sank her house's foyer seal. The short haired vixen folded lash soot embedding her graphite forehead drapes. --- CLEAN --- Wednesday shucked blueberry back pack denim gripping her licorice shoulder silk. She shuffled her book sack to her wrist quartz and dropped it beside shiny door oak. She swept her cheek ceramic with raven scalp threads and embedded partition polish. Wednesday's rear scalp match remnants and checkered hiny sank her house's foyer seal. The short haired vixen folded lash soot embedding her graphite forehead drapes. --- TAINT --- "aahhhh--" the frosty eyed mistress heaved past peaceful lip rubies. Wednesday tossed her lock tumbler clasp among textile grit forming her school sack. She rested calf cream along cherry and coffee hip plaid and skinned vinyl heel folds. She pared binding foot licorice and sank pitch digit caps in nylon carpet sprouts. "Hailey?" Wednesday curiously called. The soot headed vixen stripped her opposite ankle and arch with her tar tipped thumb. "Haileyyy??" Wednesday playfully prodded. Wednesday polished velvet plantar dermis carrying her grateful traveling segments. She chucked her cocoa sleeved wedges and followed carpet slate beyond her front door. --- CLEAN --- "aahhhh--" the frosty eyed mistress heaved past peaceful lip rubies. Wednesday tossed her lock tumbler clasp among textile grit forming her school sack. She rested calf cream on cherry and coffee hip plaid, then skinned vinyl heel folds. She pared binding foot licorice and sank pitch digit caps in nylon carpet sprouts. "Hailey?" Wednesday curiously called. The soot haired vixen peeled her robed arch and buffed satin hide with thumbnail tar. "Haileyyy??" Wednesday playfully prodded. She chucked her vinyl cocoa wedges and followed carpet slate beyond the front door. --- TAINT --- Ivory trim lacquer underlined robin egg wall paint and framed a bathroom door way. Frosty tub porcelain straining stone tile with brass limbs refracted afternoon rays. Evening radiation pierced Wednesday's charcoal bedroom curtains next door. Steel spheres topped square tubing marking the corners of her bat wing bedding. Polished, oak slats framed the rear corner of Wednesday's compact domicile. Cellulose plating topped hardwood posts surmounting the back end kitchen partition. Wednesday implanted quartz and charcoal cooking tiles resembling blocks of ice. She folded ivory arm velvet along cream swirled espresso marble framing a steel sink. She sifted three, window square quartet rows parting oak dowels above floor cabinets. --- CLEAN --- Ivory trim lacquer underlined robin egg wall paint and framed a bathroom door way. Frosty tub porcelain straining stone tile with brass limbs refracted afternoon rays. Evening radiation pierced Wednesday's charcoal bedroom curtains next door. Steel spheres topped square tubing marking the corners of her bat wing bedding. Polished, oak slats framed the rear corner of Wednesday's compact domicile. Cellulose plating topped hardwood posts surmounting the back end kitchen partition. Wednesday implanted quartz and charcoal cooking tiles approximating blocks of ice. She folded ivory arm velvet along cream swirled espresso marble framing a steel sink. She sifted three, window square quartet rows parting oak dowels above floor cabinets. --- TAINT --- One by two foot granite slats forged a path to a stone circle across emerald grass. Two foot sand pit cubes formed a jagged faced border spanning ninety six inches. Mango and lemon blasts escaped Wednesday's rear dust basin and torched evening air. Slate and graphite plumes departed neon vortices and reached for the sky. Burlap seat puffs scribbled with ozone, kiwi, and rust padded a far side wicker sofa. Hailey coiled bowling pin calves along oval printed hiny silk bedding a central mat. One foot hair flames bordered rectangular glints covering Hailey's ominous peepers. Hailey's ivory collar points framed limestone neck satin refracting sherbet flickers. Wednesday's foreboding companion raised porcelain wrist silk and waved hello. --- CLEAN --- One by two foot, granite slats forged a path to a stone circle across emerald grass. Two foot sand pit cubes formed a jagged faced border spanning ninety six inches. Tangerine and lemon blasts torching evening air emitted slate and graphite plumes. Burlap seat puffs scribbled with ozone, kiwi, and rust padded a far side wicker sofa. Hailey coiled bowling pin calves along oval printed hiny silk bedding a central mat. One foot hair flames bordered rectangular glints covering Hailey's ominous peepers. Hailey's ivory collar points framed limestone neck satin refracting sherbet flickers. Wednesday's foreboding companion raised porcelain wrist silk and waved hello. --- TAINT --- "Hi, Hailey," Wednesday affectionately hummed. Wednesday roosted between unfinished rock and her colorful companion's pine shins. She gripped a gold plated cigarette ignitor beside her raspberry lip compote. "I guess-- you're burning your clothes from Friday?" Hailey's dark haired sidekick inferred. Wednesday unsprung her saxophone lighter catapalt by flapping licorice digit dots. She burrowed flint slats beside steel chimney ports and sparked a two inch flame. --- CLEAN --- "Hi, Hailey," Wednesday affectionately hummed while roosting near unfinished rock. "I guess-- you're burning your clothes from Friday?" The tender minx snapped lighter brass beside berry lips and sparked a two inch flame. --- TAINT --- "That was *your* idea," Hailey responded using agreeable mouth bismuth. Wednesday ratcheted her glittering Flippo together beside her cheek porcelain. She faded a tangerine nicotine coal and exhaled ivory mist from her nostril beads. She searched Hailey's ocular emeralds and yanked her stogie with her leading fingers. --- CLEAN --- "That was *your* idea," Hailey responded using agreeable mouth bismuth. Wednesday snuffed chimney ports and yanked her stogie before emitting nostril mist. --- TAINT --- "He came in and took you out of class," Wednesday ominously recapped. "When you came back, you just sat there-- staring." Wednesday siphoned her smoldering tobacco tube and inhaled using claret oral seams. "What happened when he took you out of class?" Hailey's somber counterpart demanded. "Did he ask more questions, or what?" --- CLEAN --- "He came in and took you out of class," Wednesday ominously recapped. "When you came back, you just sat there-- staring." Wednesday siphoned her smoldering tobacco tube and inhaled using claret oral seams. "What happened when he took you out of class? Did he ask more questions, or what??" --- TAINT --- "Oh, yeahhh--" Hailey vacantly recounted from rocking facial porcelain. "The other guy was there, too," Hailey mournfully reported. "The police officer that was with him at my house?" Wednesday huffed savory smoke rings past her pomegranate stained digestive frames. --- CLEAN --- "Oh, yeahhh--" Hailey vacantly recounted with rocking facial porcelain. "The other guy was there, too. The police officer that was with him at my house?" Wednesday huffed savory smoke rings past her pomegranate stained digestive frames. --- TAINT --- "Right," Hailey cordially concurred. Wednesday extended a cherry stained cigarette beside her anxious cheek cream. --- CLEAN --- "Right," Hailey cordially concurred. --- TAINT --- "And, so??" Wednesday promptly demanded. "What did they want? Morrre-- awkward questions about Travis and them?" Hailey watched sweet potato flares depart her friend's granite back yard chimney. --- CLEAN --- "And, so??" Wednesday demanded while hoisting a cherry stained cigarette. "What did they want? Morrre-- awkward questions about Travis and them?" Hailey watched sweet potato flares depart her friend's granite, back yard chimney. --- TAINT --- "Well, I thiiink--" Hailey hooted past gracious vocal ridges. The pumpkin stranded damsel searched her coffee haired buddy's agitated cornea ice. "I don't think *he* thinks we had anything to do with-- anything." Wednesday shuffled irritated fingernail coals beside her porcelain cheek velvet. --- CLEAN --- "Well, I thiiink--" Hailey hooted before searching her buddy's agitated cornea ice. "I don't think *he* thinks we had anything to do with-- anything." Wednesday shuffled irritated fingernail coals beside her porcelain cheek velvet. --- TAINT --- "I thiiink--" Hailey pungently interjected. "I think *Moore's* the one who suspects us." Wednesday discharged a quarter inch ash cylinder beside her strawberry hip plaid. "Harris seems like he's impatient, or like-- he's testing me," Hailey artlessly posed. "You know what I mean?" Hailey admired her friend's nodding facial quartz and searched pillars of exhaust. "Moore tells me he's trying to-- find my mom," Hailey skeptically recalled. "He said it's his 'top priority'," she shared with clerical finger crests and a cynical smirk. "And, then-- he asked me why I didn't run home when we read about the house burning down." Wednesday scoured her ginger companion's stunning face pine and puffed her stogie. --- CLEAN --- "I thiiink--" Hailey pungently interjected. "I think *Moore's* the one who suspects us." Wednesday discharged a quarter inch ash cylinder beside her strawberry hip plaid. "Harris seems like he's impatient, or like-- he's testing me. You know what I mean?" Hailey admired her friend's nodding facial quartz and searched pillars of exhaust. "Moore tells me he's trying to-- find my mom. He said it's his 'top priority'," she shared with cynical finger crests. "And, then-- he asked me why I didn't run right home when we read about the house burning down." Wednesday scoured her ginger companion's stunning face pine and puffed her stogie. --- TAINT --- "Wow, that's a really good question," Wednesday grimly acknowledged. Hailey absently observed neon flickers sparking lime toe caps nuzzling her hiny silk. --- CLEAN --- "Wow, that's a really good question," Wednesday grimly acknowledged. --- TAINT --- "Yeah, no ssshit," Wednesday's carrot haired cohort hissed by disgusted lip bismuth. Hailey snatched a silver tape roll beside a burlap pillow with teal and tan blotches. "I felt like-- throwing up when he asked me that." Wednesday watched adhesive depart her friend's mango nails and topple into the fire. --- CLEAN --- "Yeah, no ssshit," Hailey hissed while ogling neon flickers sparking lime toe caps. "I felt like-- throwing up when he asked me that." Wednesday watched her ginger cohort topple a silver tape roll among roaring flames. --- TAINT --- "You're-- burning tape?" Wednesday prodded with curious facial pleats. Wednesday searched tangerine ignitions scorching her friend's oblong optical tiles. --- CLEAN --- "You're-- burning tape?" Wednesday demanded of Hailey's mango seared optic tiles. --- TAINT --- "Uhh, yeah--" Hailey vacuously disclosed. Hailey mashed her ivory breast silk with a twine bundle and tossed it into the pit. "I tied up Joe and Tommy and Tate and Gary with this stuff," Hailey vaguely jabbered. Wednesday's colorful acquaintance showed her a tube of chrome filament cling. "You know, they can figure ouuut--" Hailey hummed using limestone precipice satin. "If a piece of tape-- came from this same tape rollll? Or, a different one??" Wednesday exhaled a tobacco mist tube and sighted her friend hurling vinyl pipe wrap. --- CLEAN --- "Uhh, yeah--" Hailey vacuously hooted before nuzzling twine and scorching it. "I tied up Joe and Tommy and Tate and Gary with this stuff." Wednesday's colorful acquaintance paraded a fresh tube of chrome filament cling. "You know, they can figure ouuut-- if a piece of tape came from this same tape rohhll? Or, a different one??" Wednesday bellowed tobacco mist and observed her ginger chum hurling vinyl pipe wrap. --- TAINT --- "Haileyyy--" Wednesday hooted past sympathetic lip rubies. "There's no *way* they could find out. No wayyy!" Hailey discarded rope scraps in Wednesday's sand pit and sifted her pupil sapphires. --- CLEAN --- "Haileyyy--" Wednesday hummed using sympathetic lip rubies. "There's no *way* they could find out. No wayyy!" --- TAINT --- "Wednesday, it's what they dooo--" Hailey hopelessly groaned. --- CLEAN --- "Wednesday, it's what they doooo--" Hailey groaned while discarding rope scraps. --- TAINT --- "Heyyy--" Hailey's warm companion purred from crumpled face porcelain. Wednesday embedded puffed burlap with shin cream beside her friend's silk hiny ovals. She cradled rosy tuchus checks with her heels and grazed Hailey's oatmeal ankle knob. Hailey watched her frosty eyed cohort tap cigarette ash above rustic lumbar wicker. "They're not gonna find ouuut--" Wednesday hummed at her vivid chum's emotion easel. Hailey scanned Wednesday's eye ozone and lifted digit coals along her Achilles nook. She nestled printed hip silk beside her friend's thigh plaid and hugged her knees. She nuzzled Wednesday's neck custard with temple mango and scoped her adoring cheeks. "Hai-leyyy--" Wednesday compassionately hummed. The slate haired vixen swapped stogie digits and soothed her friend's carrot keratin. "Do you need the loves?" Hailey wrapped her licorice stranded buddy's arm cream around her vanilla waist silk. The girls cuddled their cozy cheek pudding along Hailey's ceramic shoulder linen. Wednesday channeled jerky spiced tobacco vapors and seared her swooning oxygen sacks. "What the-- fuck is with that *Gwen* bitch?" Wednesday squeezed past burnt voice slats. Hailey gazed at her friend's ocular sea ice using edge probing emerald facets. --- CLEAN --- "Heyyy--" Hailey's warm companion purred while bedding burlap by her silk hiny ovals. Wednesday braced hiny checks with heel curd and pared stogie ash above lumbar wicker. "They're not gonna find ouuut--" Hailey sifted her bud's eye frost, then snagged nail coals grazing her Achilles nook. She paired satin hip hoops with thigh plaid and nuzzled neck cream with temple mango. "Hai-leyyy--" Wednesday cooed before swapping snipe digits and soothing spicy locks. "Do you need the loves?" Hailey cuddled her ab vanilla with Wednesday's arm dairy and nuzzled cheek pudding. Wednesday channeled jerky spiced tobacco vapors and seared her swooning oxygen sacks. "What the-- fuck is with that *Gwen* bitch?" Wednesday gushed past burnt voice slats. --- TAINT --- "Oh, I knowww--" Hailey mournfully croaked. "Lloyd thinks she's-- obsessed with hiiim? What the fahhhck??" --- CLEAN --- "Oh, I knowww--" Hailey mournfully croaked. "Lloyd thinks she's-- obsessed with him? What the fahhck??" --- TAINT --- "rrRight--?" Wednesday somberly exhaled with a dash of nicotine haze. "What are we-- supposed to *do* about that??" Hailey glared at tangerine and cheddar embers departing catalytic fuel eruptions. --- CLEAN --- "rrRight--?" Wednesday somberly exhaled with a dash of nicotine haze. "What are we-- supposed to *do* about that??" Hailey glimpsed tangerine and cantaloupe embers escaping catalytic eruptions. --- TAINT --- "Haileyyy--" Wednesday grievingly hooted. "You're fucking with me, right??" Wednesday's sherbet capped companion checked her teal irises and stared into space. --- CLEAN --- "Haileyyy--" Wednesday grievingly hooted. "You're fucking with me, right??" Wednesday's cinnamon companion probed her teal irises, then redirected a blase shrug. --- TAINT --- "Just say-ing--" Hailey brashly hummed. Wednesday searched her friend's scalp magma and discarded dangling cigarette ash. Hailey swiveled grinning cheek pine the direction of her licorice stranded comrade. "Heyyy--" Hailey joyously purred. "I've got a *date*, tonight." Wednesday inhaled an excited breath using pomegranate stained speaking arcs. --- CLEAN --- "Just say-ing--" Hailey brashly hummed. Wednesday searched her friend's scalp magma and discarded dangling cigarette ash. Hailey swiveled grinning cheek pine the direction of her licorice stranded comrade. "Heyyy-- I've got a *date*, tonight." Wednesday siphoned excited vapors using pomegranate speaking arcs under her nose pea. --- TAINT --- "Riiight--" Wednesday victoriously croaked. "With Lloyd!" Hailey's graphite headed cohort lapped riveted lip rubies eclipsing her narrow chin. "I almost forgot." --- CLEAN --- "Riiight--" Wednesday victoriously croaked before lapping riveted lip rubies. "With Lloyd! I almost forgot." --- TAINT --- "Right??" Wednesday's colorful buddy thoughtfully concurred. Hailey collected indecisive mouth bubble gum along her crumpled cheek limestone. "Will you-- help me pick out something to wear?" Hailey wishfully prodded. --- CLEAN --- "Right??" Wednesday's chum conceded before piling mouth bismuth among cheek pleats. "Will you-- help me pick out something to wear?" --- TAINT --- "Well, of courrrse!" Wednesday beamed from pleated precipice custard. Hailey's pale partner checked her cancer stick and paraded it with raven finger caps. "Lemme finish my smoke, first." --- CLEAN --- "Well, of courrrse!" Wednesday beamed before parading her cancer stick with nail tar. "Lemme finish my smoke." --- TAINT --- "O-kay!" Hailey joyously sang. Hailey coddled her friend's chest bags and collected nail tar soothing ivory ab silk. Lemon, cherry, orange, and teal glass melded a stemmed puddle departing aged fingers. Pupil pitch sifted silicate tendrils like ivory and slate fusing the Dr. Suess swirl. Walnut eye flaps and mashed banana cheek hide crumpled thoughtful ocular caverns. --- CLEAN --- "O-kay!" the ginger hen sang. Hailey nuzzled her friend's bosom and collected pitch talons soothing ivory ab silk. Lemon, cherry, orange, and teal glass melded a puddle stem departing ancient fingers. Cornea cola sifted silicate tendrils like ivory and slate fusing the Dr. Suess swirl. Walnut eye flaps and mashed banana, cheek hide crumpled thoughtful ocular caverns. --- TAINT --- "I find this," an ivory caption (topping scrawny calves) read. A lemon peel being nearby pilfered auto scraps and erected curious antenna segments. It focused lady bug irises on its companion and stomped across powdery dirt. It snatched the radio and shuffled hateful growls past its infuriated lip tentacles. --- CLEAN --- "I find this," an ivory caption presented among scrawny calves. Nearby, a lemon peel being pilfered auto scraps and erected curious antenna segments. It focused lady bug irises on its companion and stomped across powdery dirt. It snatched the radio and shuffled hateful growls past its infuriated lip tentacles. --- TAINT --- "...it's completely ri-dic-u-lous!..." Hailey quietly fired past mouth frame bismuth. Hailey tossed popcorn sprouts between her agitated teeth and embedded cherry padding. The pineapple creature managed four Bunsen burners heating flasks above a junk table. The crystal beakers contained lemon, lime, strawberry, and blue raspberry fluids. The pineapple fleshed alien suspended something mysterious using chrome plated tongs. The olive skinned creature waved impatient arm segments and ejected agitated growls. --- CLEAN --- "...it's completely ri-dic-u-lous!..." Hailey quietly fired past mouth frame bismuth. Hailey tossed popcorn sprouts between her agitated teeth and embedded cherry padding. The pineapple creature managed four Bunsen burners heating flasks above a junk table. The crystal beakers contained lemon, lime, strawberry, and blue raspberry fluids. The daffodil fleshed alien suspended something mysterious using chrome plated tongs. The olive skinned creature waved impatient arm segments and ejected agitated growls. --- TAINT --- "...lloyyyd..." Hailey desperately hissed. "...i *hate* this stupid movie!..." The neon haired mistress directed tangerine digit caps at torcherous screen flashes. "...it's fuckin'-- retarded!..." Lloyd crumpled inquisitive cheek walnut and searched his date's sparkling pupil jade. --- CLEAN --- "...lloyyyd..." Hailey desperately hissed. "...i *hate* this stupid movie!..." The neon haired mistress directed tangerine digit caps at torcherous screen flashes. "...it's fuckin'-- retarded!..." --- TAINT --- "...*you* hate it?..." Lloyd whispered back. Hailey tamped carnation glossed digestive rims and nodded crinkled face limestone. Lloyd sifted sixty foot image flickers and snatched his plastic popcorn bucket. "...shiiit..." Lloyd consolingly croaked. Lloyd departed his raspberry theater chair and watched its padded surfaces collide. "...let's go grab a smoke..." Hailey's shaggy haired cohort cheered. Lloyd tucked his pin striped snack receptacle and offered masculine digit segments. Hailey gazed at Lloyd's tender eye tar above her optic lenses and smiled, stupidly. She grazed Lloyd's firm palm ridges and exacted stability above her suede boot tips. --- CLEAN --- "...*you* hate it?..." Lloyd whispered using inquisitive cheek walnut. Hailey tamped carnation glossed digestive rims and nodded crinkled face limestone. Lloyd sifted sixty foot image flickers, then snatched his plastic popcorn bucket. "...shiiit..." Lloyd croaked while standing and watching padded chair rubies collide. "...let's go grab a smoke..." Lloyd tucked his pin striped snack receptacle and offered masculine digit segments. Hailey grinned at Lloyd's ocular tar before exacting stability with firm palm ridges. --- TAINT --- Glowing, radish fluorescent curves outlined "Cinema" along the front of the theater. Kiwi light glass framed "66" along polished granite squares beside the elegant title. The licorice tile gloss reflected decorative glints the color of white grapes. Glass doors refracting banana pudding sparkles underscored cherry and lime digits. Pomegranate hand grips resembling staples extended from eight aluminum port frames. Lloyd gripped a far end panel and watched his ginger haired companion stroll outside. Hailey's citrus dotted cream fingers dangled a compact purse using a licorice strap. Makeup cases were visible between vinyl caps framing Hailey's crystal bag plastic. The mango haired damsel seated her pouch grip and shook wiry digits beside her hips. --- CLEAN --- Glowing radish, fluorescent curves outlined "Cinema" along the front of the theater. Kiwi light glass framed "66" among licorice tiles reflecting white grape glints. Raspberry grip staples served eight aluminum frames lining ivory sparkled door glass. Lloyd wrangled a far end port and watched his ginger haired companion stroll outside. Hailey dangled a compact purse with citrus dotted cream fingers using a pitch strap. She seated bag crystal veiling makeup cases between slate caps and shook wiry digits. --- TAINT --- "Well, you would thiiink--" Hailey impatiently groaned. Lloyd snagged a mango filter tube lined with gold that was packing his cancer case. Hailey crumpled critical ocular frames and formed an "o" with astonished lip bismuth. "Oh, my Gahhhd-- their guns!" Hailey bitterly pelted. Lloyd excavated a tissue nicotine pipe streaked with ashy rings and chuckled. "Their guns can only be used if their-- D-N-A is touching them?!" Hailey hatefully ejected. Lloyd ditched his smokes under lower shirt stripes and suckled a queso filter sleeve. --- CLEAN --- "Well, you would thiiink--" Hailey impatiently groaned. Lloyd snagged filter mango while Hailey molded eye crimps and "o" shaped lip bismuth. "Oh, my Gahhhd-- their guns!" Lloyd excavated a tissue nicotine pipe streaked with ashy rings and chuckled. "Their guns can only be used if their-- D-N-A is touching them?!" --- TAINT --- "I almost-- got up and walked out when they said *that* shit," Lloyd candidly shared. Lloyd steadied a strawberry Flic lighter beyond his talking cigarette jugglers. "That bit was-- pretty fuckin' lame, if you ask *me*." Hailey searched gold shavings embedding pitch cement between her suede boot points. --- CLEAN --- "I almost-- got up and walked out when they said *that* shit," Lloyd candidly shared. Lloyd steadied a strawberry Flic lighter beyond his talking cigarette jugglers. "That bit was-- pretty fuckin' lame, if you ask *me*." --- TAINT --- "Mahhhn--" Hailey victoriously sang. Hailey collected relieved, tangerine finger caps along her blueberry hip denim. "I'm so glad it wasn't-- just *me*." Lloyd prodded emerald pupil facets piercing Hailey's rectangular visual crystals. --- CLEAN --- "Mahhn--" Hailey sang while tilling hip ozone above boot suede and gold cement dust. "I'm so glad it wasn't-- just *me*." Lloyd prodded emerald pupil facets piercing Hailey's rectangular visual crystals. --- TAINT --- "Yeah me, too," Lloyd joyously expelled. Lloyd raked a flint wheel and gripped a plastic butane valve with his thumb ridges. A droplet shaped eruption exited zinc chimney plating and sparked Lloyd's tan cheeks. Hailey coiled indigo sand paper framing her birch thigh velvet with nervous digits. Lloyd savored mango tipped finger cream bundling quarter inch bails from skirt linen. He surveyed lanky thigh satin departing Hailey's periwinkle hip tent and looked up. Lloyd misted a coffin nail escaping his captivated mouth and pocketed his lighter. He greeted Hailey's lime peepers with pupil coffee and snatched his nicotine stick. "Are you pretty nervous, Hailey?" Lloyd warmly pried. Hailey swam Lloyd's arabica eye channels and molded flamingo waxed lips into a smile. --- CLEAN --- "Yeah me, toooo--" Lloyd sparked tan cheeks by raking a flint wheel and firing a chrome chimney droplet. He savored Hailey's nail embers coiling juniper denim overflowing pine thigh satin. He greeted her lime peepers and snatched misty tissue cleaving captivated lip grips. "Are you pretty nervous, Hailey?" The giddy fox swam Lloyd's java eye channels and molded flamingo lips into a smile. --- TAINT --- "Ummm--" Hailey hummed using flustered speaking bismuth. "I-- feel like I'm gonna throw up." Lloyd snagged a smoke with chuckling mouth frames and stepped towards his timid date. Hailey siphoned frosty air and parked felt boot points beside Lloyd's sneaker scraps. Lloyd spattered anxious sweat coating Hailey's wobbling palm and finger gelatin. "M-My hands are all sweaty," the carrot haired vixen fumbled past nervous laughter. Lloyd polished Hailey's icy knuckle satin and gazed at her emerald pupil facets. --- CLEAN --- "Ummm-- I feel like I'm gonna throw up," Hailey shuffled past flustered speech frost. The antsy doe headed nearing shoe scraps with boot felt and submitted icy palm drops. "M-My hands are all sweaty," Hailey shyly fumbled while Lloyd skimmed her pupil jade. --- TAINT --- "I, uh-- I'm really nervous, too," Lloyd cautiously conceded. Hailey relished opposable massages with folded eye flaps and exhaled a long breath. Lloyd searched Hailey's desert neck dermis and vented ivory mist from nostril olives. "Is that better??" the espresso fluffed shepherd affectionately croaked. Hailey poised restful optic flaps above her lanky throat and lapped calm lip bismuth. --- CLEAN --- "I, uh-- I'm really nervous, too," Lloyd conceded. Hailey savored leathery thumb grazes while Lloyd reposefully scanned her neck birch. "Does that feel guhhd?" the affectionate shepherd curiously croaked. --- TAINT --- "Yesss--" the mango stranded damsel reposefully hissed. Hailey sandwiched Lloyd's sturdy carpal segments and searched his charcoal irises. "This whole thing is-- such a mess. You know?" Hailey ominously posed. Lloyd squinted and flared his tangerine cigarette ember by puckering his lips. --- CLEAN --- "Yesss--" Hailey calmly vented before piling Lloyd's digits and skimming his eye coals. "This whole thing is-- such a mess. You know?" the ginger dutchess ominously posed. --- TAINT --- "Wudda you *mean* it's a mess?" Lloyd curiously prodded. Hailey gazed at Lloyd's corneal tar drops and oscillated her remorseful cheek pine. --- CLEAN --- "Wudda you *mean* it's a mess?" Lloyd pried before flaring his cigarette ember. --- TAINT --- "Ahh, we--" Hailey recklessly blathered. Hailey siphoned evening gasses and expelled a relaxing breath from her nostril beads. "The first time I *called* you the other night--" the inarticulate prodigy wailed. Hailey probed Lloyd's glittering ocular coals with her emerald visual facets. "...it was-- to ask for help killing some of the kids from school..." Hailey whispered. The ginger haired damsel flashed her troubled pupil jade and lapped flamingo lip wax. "...and-- you agreed to help because they killed your brother. that's *literally* the basis of our relationship..." Lloyd released Hailey's frosty fingers to snatch his smoke and inhaled searing fumes. --- CLEAN --- "Ahh, we--" Hailey blathered before expelling dismissive gasses from her nose beads. "You know, the first time I *called* you the other night--" Hailey searched Lloyd's ocular pitch with emerald sight facets and siphoned a breath. "...it was to ask for help killing those-- fuckers from school..." Hailey whispered. "...and-- you agreed to help because they killed your brother. that's *literally* the basis of our relationship..." Lloyd released Hailey's frosty fingers to snatch his smoke and inhaled searing fumes. --- TAINT --- "Heyyy--" Lloyd extruded from torched vocal ridges. "It got me *this* far." The coffee haired philosopher adored Hailey's warm chuckles and fired a tobacco puff. "That's all *I* care about," Lloyd proudly shared. Hailey hid grinning cheek pine under magma scalp flows and sifted gold cement dust. Lloyd scanned his mango headed cohort's bashful face points and wiggled her fingers. "You know, Hailey-- I *really* like you," Lloyd warmly disclosed. Hailey shared anxious precipice limestone and watched Lloyd flaunt his cancer tube. "I would, umm--" Hailey's shaggy companion fumbled from clumsy mouth flaps. The sherbet stranded damsel prodded emotion artifacts embedding Lloyd's scalp knots. --- CLEAN --- "Hey-- It got me *this* far," the oracle croaked before adoring Hailey's warm chuckles. "That's all *I* care about." Lloyd admired Hailey sifting gold dusted tile tarmac and tugged her bashful fingers. "You know Hailey, I *really* like you," Lloyd shared while parading his cancer stick. "I would, umm--" The sherbet stranded damsel prodded emotion artifacts embedding Lloyd's scalp knots. --- TAINT --- "Whaaat?" Hailey rabidly demanded. Hailey observed Lloyd casually savoring tobacco mist until her blood began to boil. "Lloyyyyyd!" Hailey belted from spiteful aorta streaks. The smoking coolie revered olive starbursts cradling Hailey's antsy ocular ports. He detected fiery vein sprouts scorching his cheeks and tension crushing his thyroid. Lloyd wenched Hailey's pine digits and grasped her upper mouth menthol with his lips. The lurid siren greeted Lloyd's startled oral rims and kneaded his lower speech flap. Lloyd pierced Hailey's frosty speech shellac and endured sealed pucker extrusions. --- CLEAN --- "Waaaht?" Hailey playfully probed while observing Lloyd savor searing tobacco fumes. "Lloyyyyyd!" Hailey's kiwi pupil starbursts caused the smoking coolie to flare rosy cheek sprouts. Lloyd wenched Hailey's pine digits and grasped her upper mouth menthol with his lips. The siren greeted Lloyd's inexpectant oral seams and kneaded his lower speech flap. --- TAINT --- "MMmmm--" Hailey indulgently hummed. Lloyd dampened joyous saliva seals and suctioned his departing mandible leather. He nuzzled Hailey's elated forehead oatmeal and sifted her emerald ocular formations. --- CLEAN --- "MMmmm--" Hailey hummed while Lloyd split woven jaws and nuzzled her forehead pine. --- TAINT --- "I would do an-y-thing for you," Lloyd thoughtlessly blathered. "I *love* you." Hailey scoured Lloyd's mortified cornea coals and flapped her vacant eye coverings. "--oh, shit--" Lloyd psychically conjured. The grave hipster crumpled his nose and dangled sour face amber from broad shoulders. Hailey ransacked Lloyd's disconcerted scalp chocolate and tapped a jolted breath. --- CLEAN --- "I would do an-y-thing for you," Lloyd thoughtlessly blathered. "I *love* you." Hailey scoured unsettled vision coals and flapped her vacant ocular coverings. "--oh, shit--" Lloyd psychically conjured before crumpling grim face amber. Hailey tilled Lloyd's disconcerted scalp chocolate and tapped a startled breath. --- TAINT --- "Oh, my God!" Hailey recklessly belted. Hailey sifted Lloyd's chocolate cheek fluffs with her sweat coated knuckle segments. "You-- really *love* me, don't you?" Lloyd sighted Hailey's cheery face and savored finger cream grazing his scalp coffee. The validated chatterbox folded his alleviated eye flaps and formed a relieved smirk. --- CLEAN --- "Oh, my God!" Hailey belted while combing Lloyd's chocolate chops with citrus talons. "You-- really *love* me, don't you?" Lloyd sighted Hailey's cheery cheeks and buckled relieved eyes above a settled smirk. --- TAINT --- "I think sooo--" Lloyd lucidly croaked. Lloyd cradled Hailey's rear scalp sherbet and cuddled her cheek against his chest. He nuzzled his walnut chin along her cheddar hair threads and exhaled a heavy breath. "Ohhh--" Lloyd groaned from somber digestive seams. "I'm-- sorry I told you I love you on our first date." --- CLEAN --- "I think sooo--" Lloyd croaked before collecting Hailey's rear scalp sherbet. The antsy stallion nuzzled Hailey's hair cheddar with his chin and shed a heavy huff. "Ohhh-- I'm sorry I told you I love you on our first date," Lloyd groaned. --- TAINT --- "I-- *I'm* not!" the ginger headed boaster wrangled past excited lip arcs. Lloyd popped spent cigarette embers and endured Hailey's arm pine wringing his waist. "I'm *happy* you told me that, Lloyd." Hailey side shifted hesitant mouth bismuth and probed her grim, upper ocular flaps. "You're not like-- waiting for me to say it right back, are you?" Hailey prodded. The chocolate slopped maverick oscillated his thoughtful precipice scotch. --- CLEAN --- "I-- *I'm* not!" the perky ginger bungled while Lloyd endured her wringing his waist. "I'm *happy* you told me that, Lloyd." Hailey side shifted hesitant mouth bismuth and probed her grim, upper ocular flaps. "You're not like-- waiting for me to say it right back, are you?" Hailey prodded. --- TAINT --- "Of course not, Hailey," Lloyd tactfully responded. "I don't even know-- how you *could*." Hailey balanced on her boot tips and pecked Lloyd's neck with grinning oral compote. She implanted chocolate heel blocks and implored Lloyd's captivated ocular graphite. --- CLEAN --- "Of course not, Hailey," Lloyd agreeably shared while popping spent cigarette embers. "I don't even know-- how you *could*." Hailey spiked her boot tips and pecked Lloyd's neck, then implored his wiry eye soot. --- TAINT --- "Lloyyyd--" Hailey playfully nagged. "Kiss me, a-gahhhn--" Lloyd cradled Hailey's spine and tuchus curves with a joyous wrist and palm hammock. He perched her startled precipice limestone and breast polka dots beside his hip. "Oh-- shit!" Hailey fumbled from fearful speaking rims. Lloyd permeated frigid shellac lining Hailey's conversation spout with smirking lips. He clawed enticing drumstick pudding departing her blueberry, skirt sand paper. He lulled a cigarette below Hailey's thigh and searched her crystal frosted eye jade. --- CLEAN --- "Lloyyyd--" Hailey playfully nagged. "Kiss me, a-gahhhn--" Lloyd perched Hailey's startled tuchus curves and polka dotted jugs beside his hip. "Oh-- shit!" Hailey fumbled from limestone precipice points. Lloyd split Hailey's icy lip shellac and clawed thigh curd escaping her skirt grit. He gripped his stogie below Hailey's drumstick and searched her eye jade, lens veils. --- TAINT --- "Fuck yeahhh--" Hailey purred using steamy oral bismuth. Hailey hoisted her cheek custard using Lloyd's cookies and cream rib streaks. She gobbled Lloyd's startled face hole using bubble gum polished digestive frames. The shaggy misfit sandwiched Hailey's lower lip with captivated trumpet resonators. A ghastly shriek like a key duplicator scattered Lloyd and Hailey's thoughts. --- CLEAN --- "Fuck yeahhh--" Hailey vented before wadding Lloyd's polo marks and gobbling his pipers. The shaggy misfit extruded Hailey's lower mandible pine with captivated speech seams. A ghastly shriek like a key duplicator scattered Lloyd and Hailey's thoughts. --- TAINT --- "Get your-- fucking hands off of him!!" the three o'clock maiden witlessly belched. Hailey embedded Lloyd's stout arm segments and analyzed a furious, indigo nail cap. She swiveled flame shrouded cheek limestone and examined Lloyd's chocolate chops. --- CLEAN --- "Get your-- fucking hands off of him!!" the three o'clock maiden witlessly belched. Hailey embedded Lloyd's stout arm segments and analyzed a furious, indigo nail cap. She swiveled flame shrouded cheek limestone and examined Lloyd's espresso sideburns. --- TAINT --- "G-wen?" Lloyd sarcastically probed. "Gwen from-- Bi-o-lo-gy, Gwen?" The licorice haired wench crumpled agitated face custard and pounded her hip denim. --- CLEAN --- "G-wen?" Lloyd sarcastically probed. "Gwen from-- Bi-o-lo-gy, Gwen?" --- TAINT --- "*You* know who I am!" Gwen rabidly vented. "You're just gonna-- pre-tend you don't remember me, now? Reeeally?!" --- CLEAN --- "*You* know who I am!" Gwen blared using feral face custard while pounding hip denim. "You're just gonna-- pre-tend you don't remember me, now? Reeeally?!" --- TAINT --- "I re-mem-ber, Gwen," Lloyd hatefully snarked. The agitated hipster siphoned stogie remnants departing his thumb and index finger. "What a-bout it?" Lloyd surveyed Hailey's velvet neck pine and greeted her troubled ocular emeralds. Hailey backpedaled her boot tips and erected scapula polka dots taxing Lloyd's wrist. The ravenous love-birds stood shoulder to shoulder and scanned Gwen's cornea honey. --- CLEAN --- "I re-mem-ber, Gwen," Lloyd snarked before siphoning thumb pinched stogie remnants. "What a-bout it?" Lloyd skimmed Hailey's grim eye kale before helping her uproot scapula polka dots. --- TAINT --- "Yeahhh--" Gwen croaked from rocking precipice porcelain. Gwen discarded her bubble gum kitty purse along cement graphite sprinkled with gold. "*You* rememberrr--" Gwen stalked her targets with suede footwear and sanded cookies and cream ab streaks. She clawed cotton striped rib slats with blueberry talons escaping forearm fleece. "You remember, Lloyyyd--" Gwen sensually huffed past tomato lip gloss. Hailey's unimpressed companion expelled a dash of tobacco mist and squinted. Gwen wadded gelatin breasts and shimmied sweater coal marks above her pale stomach. "You rememberrrggh--" Gwen snarled using ferocious vocal ridges. "Right, Lllloyd??" The feral maiden uncovered lace snowflakes topping her cotton candy hooter baskets. --- CLEAN --- "Yeahh--" Gwen grated while ditching kitty purse, bubble gum among asphalt gold dust. "*You* rememberrr--" Gwen stalked her targets with suede footwear and sanded cookies and cream ab streaks. "You remember, Lloyyyd--" the wench cooed while clawing rib slats with indigo talons. Hailey's unimpressed companion expelled a dash of tobacco mist and squinted. Gwen wadded gelatin breasts and shimmied sweater coal marks above her pale stomach. "You rememberrrggh-- Right, Lllloyd??" The feral maiden uncovered lace snowflakes topping her cotton candy hooter baskets. --- TAINT --- "ahhhh--" Gwen gratefully grunted. Gwen grated mammary dough topping her pearl brassiere borders using midnight talons. She peeled flamingo titty covers and snagged turtleneck pleats with tulip suspenders. She extruded custard breast wakes with blueberry claws and buffed areola ham beebees. "mMMmmm--" Gwen erotically hummed. The aroused she-devil probed Lloyd's joyless cornea charcoal below heavy eye flaps. "ahh-- You remember how they feeeel, right?" Gwen breathlessly taunted. Gwen peeled pigment brushed ocular seals and pleated hysterical, raven brow points. "rrRight?!" the frenzied witch huffed between tamped incisors. "Lllloyd?!?" Lloyd scanned Gwen's crumpled face porcelain beyond nicotine steam searing his eyes. --- CLEAN --- "ahhhh--" Gwen purred before grating mammary dough swelling coconut brassiere frills. She peeled flamingo titty covers and snagged turtleneck pleats with tulip suspenders. She extruded custard breast wakes with blueberry claws and buffed areola ham beebees. "mMMmmm--" the she-devil hummed while probing Lloyd's joyless cornea charcoal. "ahh-- You remember how they feeeel, right?" Gwen peeled pigment brushed ocular seals and pleated hysterical, raven brow points. "rrRight?! Lllloyd?!?" the hysterical witch gushed between tamped incisors. Lloyd scanned Gwen's crumpled face porcelain beyond nicotine steam searing his eyes. --- TAINT --- "Gwen, what the fuck?" Lloyd solemnly belched. --- CLEAN --- "Gwen, what the fuck?" the sour stallion solemnly belched. --- TAINT --- "ohhhh--" the licorice sprouted vixen feverishly grunted. Gwen tipped rear scalp slate between her shoulders and buried her hazel irises. "Ohh, you rememberrr--" Gwen filed salmon nipples with indigo tipped digit swirls and nibbled tomato lip wax. "Mmmm--" the indulgent princess hooted past crumpled mouth flaps. Gwen sucked frigid gasses between primal bicuspids and unsealed a beastly groan. She clawed ivory rib velvet and spun her angular boot suede the opposite direction. "You remember allll thisssss--" the provocative hen shamelessly hissed. Gwen scuffed her custard spine seam with blueberry talons and swept ozone hiny denim. She fondled grit bundled tuchus cellulite and navigated her tantalizing lap gelatin. "AAaaaa--" the excited mistress savagely expelled. Gwen buffed ivory ab silk and re-seated flamingo tit covers with indigo finger caps. She situated tulip deltoid harnesses by rowing her limber biceps and turned around. She greeted Hailey's emerald irises using sinister speech arcs with tomato gloss. "You didn't think you were his first, did youuu?" Gwen ruthlessly teased. "Hai-leyyy??" The hapless jezebel unrolled her fleece trunk stripes and packed her blue jean skirt. Hailey examined Gwen's ocular ale and scoured her raging cheeks with tongue rubber. --- CLEAN --- "ohhhh--" Gwen yowled before bucking feverish scalp slate and snuffing hazel irises. "Ohh, you rememberrr--" Gwen filed salmon nipples with indigo tipped digit swirls and nibbled tomato lip wax. "Mmmm--" the empress hooted before sucking frigid gasses and sharing a beastly groan. She clawed ivory rib velvet and spun her angular boot suede the opposite direction. "You remember allll thisssss--" Gwen scuffed her custard spine seam with blueberry talons and swept ozone hiny denim. "AAaaaa--" She navigated lap mousse and buffed ivory abs before re-seating flamingo tit covers. She situated tulip deltoid harnesses by rowing her limber biceps and turned around. "You didn't think you were his first, did youuu?" Gwen teased with tomato lip arcs. "Hai-leyyy??" Hailey ogled Gwen packing her skirt with sweater stripes, then drilled her sight ale. --- TAINT --- "Sheee's ly-ing," Lloyd impatiently informed his ginger haired escort. The shaggy trickster stomped his coffin nail and scouted Gwen's menacing cheek ivory. "I have no i-dee-a why she's making up this-- dumb shit." --- CLEAN --- "Sheee's ly-ing," Lloyd grumbled while hatefully stomping his coffin nail. "I have no i-dee-a why she's making up this-- dumb shit." --- TAINT --- "Okay-- maybe we should get outta here," Lloyd firmly proposed. Hailey evaded Lloyd's stout digits and piloted birch limbs toward Gwen's smug frame. She faced off pointed boots among golden graphite dust and offered pissy cornea jade. Hailey pummeled Gwen's satin cheek pearl with barbaric palm meat and neon digit dots. Gwen's denim taped hiny and tender tendril knobs popped cement coal and gelatin tits. The jolted vixen sloshed her scalp licorice and glared at Hailey's hateful precipice. --- CLEAN --- "Okay-- maybe we should get outta here." Hailey evaded Lloyd's stout digits and piloted birch limbs toward Gwen's smug frame. She implanted suede boots and pummeled Gwen's cheek pearl with barbaric palm meat. Gwen's denim taped hiny and tender tendril knobs popped cement coal and gelatin tits. The jolted vixen sloshed wiry scalp licorice and glared at Hailey's pissy precipice. --- TAINT --- "I don't *give* a shit!" Hailey belted from agitated, dalmation chest spots. "You're being a cunt! That's all *I* care about!" The tangerine stranded rage queen ratcheted a custard index digit spotted with mango. "It's nobody else's business what you two *did*! That's between you and *Lloyd*!!" Hailey savored evening frost and located Lloyd's cozy fingers behind her tuchus wrap. "Let's-- get the hell out of here, Lloyd," Hailey viciously vocalized. Hailey dragged Lloyd's apprehensive digits in the direction of his baby blue Cammy. She observed Gwen's dark haired companion coupling her knee satin beside her friend. The mousy damsel collected sherbet digit dots along Gwen's deltoid espresso stripes. Gwen shoved nylon clouded biceps and ribs away from her irritated cheek ivory. Gwen's sidekick hammered mirrors spotting a thick theater upright with her spine. --- CLEAN --- "I don't *give* a shit!" Hailey belted from agitated, dalmation chest spots. "You're being a cunt! That's all *I* care about!" The tangerine stranded rage queen ratcheted a custard index digit spotted with mango. "It's nobody else's business what you two *did*! That's between you and *Lloyd*!!" Hailey savored evening frost and located Lloyd's cozy fingers behind her tuchus wrap. "Let's-- get out of here, Lloyd," Hailey grated before yanking Lloyd towards his Cammy. The spicy fox observed Gwen's mousy sidekick cowering to collect her deltoid marks. Gwen shoved her chum's nylon rib veil, beating theater pillar mirrors with her spine. ===================================================================================== A long, slender shaft compressed ash colored sprouts of nylon fibers. One edge of a birch upright continued beyond the rest. The extension curved an inch away, and its height became shorter. Three inches down the line, a birch carving became the thickness of a bottle neck. A cellulose teardrop three inches wide curved away from the descending shaft. A sheet of rubber the color of bourbon protected the base of a birch sculpture. The teardrop end rocked towards carpet fluffs. A neoprene capped platform squashed ash colored sprouts beside a birch upright. Shiny, black vinyl was stitched above the curve of a cellulose teardrop. Slick fabric fastened to a tree pulp rim stretched over Wednesday's black nail polish. Vinyl stitched along a birch incline bordered Wednesday's buttermilk colored insteps. Shiny folds were stretched around Wednesday's heel. Points of raven ripples collected along the base of Wednesday's Achilles' tendon. The soft, black ruffles shrouded a four inch birch column preceding a descending support. Wednesday's shoe dragged a soft, cork colored calf over a brass treated plate. The saxophone panel was screwed beside a sheet of ash colored carpet. Ruffles of red and black plaid swirled around Wednesday's knee. Wednesday's other shoe parked beside the first. Slender, ivory colored fingers flattened red and black curtains against Wednesday's hip. Black nail polish covered ends of porcelain digits. A silver ring dangled from pine finger swirls. A gold plated tumbler fitting hung from a chrome plated hoop. A stuffed kitty swooped beside a saxophone tinted house key. Wednesday's poly-filled companion was skinned with fluffs of black silk. A set of white, fabric circles was stitched to the upper half of the kitten's face. Black fabric dots were attached to middles of ivory ellipses. A tiny, red spot was fastened below a central point between ovals of quartz elastic. Teensy, black silk cones were sutured above the white circles. Fabric points poked out of the top edges of the kitty's head. A tiny, fluffy body dangled from an artificial feline precipice. A steep shoe wedge supporting Wednesday's heel and arch became a stable toe platform. Amber silicone lining her teardrop stepping blade crushed carpet sprout, cigar ash. Licorice foot vinyl topped her pitch digit caps and framed her upright instep cream. Elastic coal pleats gripped her delicate Achilles velvet above four inch towers. Wednesday's buttermilk drumsticks hauled cherry skirt checks across threshold brass. Her tar tipped finger segments dangled a silver pocket hoop beside plaid hip ruffles. The chrome clasp hoisted a golden key and a stuffed kitten with silk soot fluffs. Ivory felt orbs with coal dots formed cartoon eyes above the travel cat's nose berry. Raven candy corns simulated tiny ear points above its portable cadaver shavings. Blueberry denim strips crushed black silk drifting from the tips of Wednesday's shoulders. Wednesday slipped her thumb under a blue jean support wrapping her deltoid. She dragged her arm through a navy blue loop. She shook a book bag harness away from her opposing bicep. Wednesday's denim back pack slid down her wrist. A blue jean book sack dropped beside the lower edge of a shiny, oak door. Wednesday poked the toe of her left shoe below her back pack. She scooted her book bag beyond the extent of an open air barrier. Wednesday collapsed on the inner surface of her house's front door. A polished buffer eased into a rectangular frame. Wednesday flattened her shoulder blades, elbows, and palms along slick oak. Wednesday's butt crushed a sheet of red and black plaid against a shiny plane. Wednesday tilted her head back. Soft, charcoal strands glided down Wednesday's porcelain cheeks. Tiny earlobes peeked below tips of asphalt strands. Wednesday rested the back of her skull against her front door. She shifted raven scalp threads behind her porcelain cheeks. Raven eyelashes collapsed in front of sapphire shutters surrounding Wednesday's pupils. Edges of charcoal colored bangs ended a half inch above eyelid extrusions. Wednesday inhaled between a set of soft, ruby red lips. Wednesday peeled blueberry back pack denim off of her licorice shoulder silk. She shuffled her book sack to her wrist quartz and dropped it beside shiny door oak. She swept her cheek ceramic with raven scalp threads and embedded partition polish. Wednesday's rear scalp match remnants and checkered hiny sank her house's foyer seal. The short haired vixen folded lash soot embedding her graphite forehead drapes. "aahhhh--" Wednesday purred. Wednesday dropped her keyring on wads of denim forming her back pack. Wednesday lifted her left foot. She rested her calf on a soft, plaid sheet wrapping her right thigh. She slipped her thumb between the heel of her left foot and shiny ruffles of black vinyl. She stretched charcoal ridges over her rear plantar mound. She shoved her shoe towards the opposite end of her foot. Wednesday's opposable digit forced soft vinyl away from the ends of her toes. Wednesday sank soft skin covering the bottom of her foot into sprouts of ash colored nylon. She rested her right hand calf on top of her left thigh. "Hailey?" Wednesday requisitioned. Wednesday grazed her ankle using black nail polish spotting the end of her left thumb. She wedged a charcoal capped digit between the heel of her right foot and black ripples. She tugged vinyl ruffles away from the end of her foot. She shoved artificial folds towards the other end of her shoe. Shiny fabric wrapping Wednesday's toes slipped away from sheets of black nail polish. Wednesday curled her right foot digits. "Haileyyy??" Wednesday called. Wednesday's thumb mashed the ball of her right foot. Her opposable digit swirled soft skin stretched over origins of tarsal extensions. Wednesday's wedges dangled from the fingers of her free hand. Wednesday dropped vinyl embellished footwear on top of her back pack. She followed ash colored carpet away from the front door of her house. "aahhhh--" the frosty eyed mistress heaved past peaceful lip rubies. Wednesday tossed her lock tumbler clasp among textile grit forming her school sack. She rested calf cream along cherry and coffee hip plaid and skinned vinyl heel folds. She pared binding foot licorice and sank pitch digit caps in nylon carpet sprouts. "Hailey?" Wednesday curiously called. The soot headed vixen stripped her opposite ankle and arch with her tar tipped thumb. "Haileyyy??" Wednesday playfully prodded. Wednesday polished velvet plantar dermis carrying her grateful traveling segments. She chucked her cocoa sleeved wedges and followed carpet slate beyond her front door. Wednesday looked above her right shoulder. A wall along the edge of Wednesday's living room was painted robin egg blue. White trim separated a cerulean divider and ash grey carpet covering the floor. A quartz pigmented frame surrounded a bathroom door way. A porcelain tub fluoresced in afternoon sunlight. Brass legs resting on marble tiles supported a solar illuminated wash basin. White-washed veneer surrounded a door way beside the room with the tub. Evening radiation penetrated a set of black curtains hanging from a wall facing the door. Charcoal drapes dangled above a set of square shaped, metal posts. Steel balls were attached to peaks of square tubing uprights. Dome shrouded columns surrounded the end of a mattress. Black bedding was brushed neatly over the surface of a pillar skirted sleeping surface. A four foot wall surrounded the back, left corner of the house. Slick, oak slats were fastened to outer surfaces of a ten o'clock shroud. Four inch oak posts preceded every foot along the top of the rear corner divider. A sheet of two inch thick hardwood covered tops of tree pulp columns. The polished cellulose separator isolated a kitchen from the remainder of the house. Wednesday stepped between a cooking barrier and oak cabinets lining the back of the house. The soles of Wednesday's feet flattened along one foot squares of frosty ceramic. One floor rhombus was the color of ivory. The adjacent kitchen square was slate black. Wednesday stood beside a row of hardwood cupboards. She rested pale arm skin along black marble feathered with white swirls. The sheet of polished rock shrouded storage compartments occupying the floor. The slick kitchen plane bordered a stainless steel wash basin. Oak reeds were arranged inside a rectangular hole below cabinets above the kitchen sink. Twelve one foot squares of glass were stacked between cellulose dowels. Rhombus window panes were arranged four units wide by three high. Ivory trim lacquer underlined robin egg wall paint and framed a bathroom door way. Frosty tub porcelain straining stone tile with brass limbs refracted afternoon rays. Evening radiation pierced Wednesday's charcoal bedroom curtains next door. Steel spheres topped square tubing marking the corners of her bat wing bedding. Polished, oak slats framed the rear corner of Wednesday's compact domicile. Cellulose plating topped hardwood posts surmounting the back end kitchen partition. Wednesday implanted quartz and charcoal cooking tiles resembling blocks of ice. She folded ivory arm velvet along cream swirled espresso marble framing a steel sink. She sifted three, window square quartet rows parting oak dowels above floor cabinets. One foot by two foot granite slats led from a door beside the kitchen sink cupboards. The igneous path curved away from the right edge of the window. The rock walkway straightened and led to a stone circle ten feet from the oak framed port. The rubble ellipse markers were two foot by two foot by two foot blocks. Twelve unpolished bricks were arranged in a circle that was roughly eight feet wide. Unpolished granite faces were surrounded by thick blades of emerald green grass. The striated volcanic formations bordered an elliptical sand pit. Sweet potato, tangerine, cheddar, and pineapple colored vortices erupted from Wednesday's back yard silicate receptacle. Tips of apricot flames incinerated open space five feet above the ground. Charcoal, raven, and crow pigmented plumes emerged from edges of queso swirls. Licorice tinted exhaust drifted fifteen feet above granite stones. A wicker sofa stood along the opposite end of the fire pit from the kitchen window. Three two foot wide cushions were arranged across a reed woven sitting surface. Outdoor pillows were trimmed with thick, weather resistant fabric. Burlap cases were decorated with periwinkle, olive green, rust, and beige blotches. Matching back rest puffs lined the wicker sofa's spine support. Hailey faced Wednesday's fire pit. Hailey's circle printed hiny crushed the center cushion adorning Wednesday's basket couch. Strands like one foot flames surrounded the edges of Hailey's pale face. Rectangular glints covered Hailey's emerald eyes. Hailey's calves and thighs were folded in front of her hips. Coal colored silk spotted with cream circles was woven between Hailey's birch limbs. Upper legs like two liter bottles crushed printed fabric along lower leg curves. Hailey's white, silk blouse collar surrounded her slender neck. Tubes like velvet followed Hailey's arms to the ends of her wrists. Porcelain stomach sheets dissappeared inside the upper rim of Hailey's skirt. Hailey lifted her bicep and forearm. She waved at her friend's curious face. One by two foot granite slats forged a path to a stone circle across emerald grass. Two foot sand pit cubes formed a jagged faced border spanning ninety six inches. Mango and lemon blasts escaped Wednesday's rear dust basin and torched evening air. Slate and graphite plumes departed neon vortices and reached for the sky. Burlap seat puffs scribbled with ozone, kiwi, and rust padded a far side wicker sofa. Hailey coiled bowling pin calves along oval printed hiny silk bedding a central mat. One foot hair flames bordered rectangular glints covering Hailey's ominous peepers. Hailey's ivory collar points framed limestone neck satin refracting sherbet flickers. Wednesday's foreboding companion raised porcelain wrist silk and waved hello. It was a tad chilly. Hailey enjoyed sparse waves of heat emanating from the fire she built. Catalytic radiation licked the apples of Hailey's cheeks. The lenses of Hailey's glasses collected reactive inductions. Silicate incandescence descended Hailey's long eyelashes. Thermal convections scorched the edges of Hailey's eyelids. White silk surrounding Hailey's shoulders, arms, breasts, and stomach retained soothing warmth. Glove shaped radiation wrapped Hailey's knuckles, fingers, and tangerine capped nails. Hailey sensed convections collecting between slick threads surrounding her thighs. Hailey's skirt heat radiated into her buttermilk calves and heels. Silk dress emanations torched the soles of Hailey's feet. Sheets of incandescence blanketed Hailey's shins. Tangerine flames scorched Hailey's insteps and lime green nail polish spotting her toes. Mounds protecting the ball of Wednesday's right foot sank into granite ridges. Wednesday's toe dermis squeezed inside unpolished grooves. Caps of raven nail polish reflected orange flickers ejecting from Wednesday's fire pit. Wednesday rested her left foot beside her right and closed the back door. She slipped past an oak divider leading to her kitchen. A cigarette dangled from the center of Wednesday's ruby red lips. Soft, crimson colored flesh gripped bleach white filter paper. A thinly striped cylinder containing tobacco poked out of Wednesday's nicotine sifter. Wednesday's richly colored lipstick stained the coffin nail hanging from her mouth. Ice slivered ports peeked between rows of thick, black lashes. Cyan shutters focused on auburn pickets along the edge of Wednesday's back yard. Hailey enjoyed heat waves igniting oblong ocular crystals and soothing her cheeks. The ginger damsel's pearl blouse collected radiation and scorched her shapely trunk. Roaring convections baked Hailey's arc stamped hip coal and radiated into her heels. Tangerine discharges incinerated her oatmeal shin dermis and lime peel toe caps. Nail tar repeating neon flashes perched Wednesday's foot velvet along stone grooves. The licorice haired vixen closed an oak kitchen door and followed granite yard steps. Ruby beeswax stained a porcelain cancer stick departing Wednesday's velvet oral rims. Fence slats surrounding Wednesday's parents' property varied in size. Certain boards were a foot wide. Others were six inches thick. Slimmer uprights were three inches in width. Each partition slat was similar in height. Peaks of yard pickets were cut at angles. Every gate miter's drop direction varied. Long, swirling branches of oak sprouted behind the wicker sofa Hailey occupied. Short, fat tree trunks erupted from jade colored shards sprouting from the ground. Three wood pulp bases emerged beyond Wednesday's back yard basket couch. Slender, twisting limbs wove intricate fork hammocks. Rickety bark extrusions sprouted fan shaped leaves. Stems attaching tree organs to branches were surrounded by bourbon colored acorns. Emerald embellished shutters studied the opening to Wednesday's kitchen. Jade faceted ports collected images through glass rectangles surrounding Hailey's nose. Hailey's pupils focused between shards of cheddar and sherbet colored flames. Wednesday tip-toed across soft, wide shafts the color of watermelon peel. Wednesday's birch colored calves carried red and black checks around two foot yard cubes. Undressed lower limbs guided plaid ruffles past a small inferno Hailey ignited. Tips of crow colored sleeves hopped on Wednesday's silky shoulders. Chin length strands the color of charcoal brushed the edges of Wednesday's cheeks. A curtain of shorter strands tickled the tops of Wednesday's eye sockets. A thin, white tube bobbled between cherry lips stretched above Wednesday's narrow chin. Wednesday focused frosty pupil shutters on auburn fence pickets lining her back yard. The stained partition slats varied in width and posed opposite miters back to back. Behind Hailey's sitting surface, triplet oak eruptions formed wise trunk charcoal. Bourbon acorns speckled intricate limb hammocks sprouting fan shaped leaf emeralds. Hailey sifted queso flares with cornea jade using silicate panels framing her nose. Hailey's homely friend skimmed kiwi sprouts beside igneous slabs with pitch toe caps. Wednesday's calf cream waded cherry and coffee checks beneath mocha shoulder flaps. Scalp soot brushed Wednesday's ivory jawline and tickled her crow feather brows. "Hi, Hailey," Wednesday remarked. Wednesday stopped between a block of unfinished granite and Hailey's pale shins. A gold, flip top lighter was squeezed between Wednesday's right hand fingertips. Wednesday lifted her sparking tool. She suspended a cigarette ignitor in front of her ruby red lips. She swirled a glittering starter device between her fingers. She arranged her raven spotted fingertips along a hinged cap. She flattened her thumb against the base of her lighter. "I guess you're burning your clothes from Friday?" Wednesday squeezed the digits of her right hand together. A gold plated lighter bucket collided with Wednesday's pale finger joints. Wednesday's thumb crushed the base of her lighter against the surface of her palm. Wednesday's opposable digit gripped flint slats beside her lighter chimney. Wednesday rolled a stone wheel towards velvet carpal dermis. Tangerine flames two inches tall erupted from tubing spotted with tiny holes. Hailey smiled. "Hi, Hailey," Wednesday affectionately hummed. Wednesday roosted between unfinished rock and her colorful companion's pine shins. She gripped a gold plated cigarette ignitor beside her raspberry lip compote. "I guess-- you're burning your clothes from Friday?" Hailey's dark haired sidekick inferred. Wednesday unsprung her saxophone lighter catapalt by flapping licorice digit dots. She burrowed flint slats beside steel chimney ports and sparked a two inch flame. "That was *your* idea," Hailey replied. Wednesday intersected her cigarette with swirls wafting from her lighter's chimney. Crackles like crumpling plastic wrap discharged from the end of Wednesday's cigarette. Wednesday swung her glittering cigarette incinerator sideways. A gold plated cap covered Wednesday's Flippo chimney. A ring consuming the end of Wednesday's cigarette glowed like the surface of the sun. The hoop shaped tobacco ember crackled. Wednesday's nicotine coal faded. Tubes of white smoke erupted from Wednesday's tiny nostrils. Wednesday gazed into Hailey's sparkling, emerald green eyes. The first two fingers of Wednesday's right hand yanked her cigarette away from her lips. "That was *your* idea," Hailey responded using agreeable mouth bismuth. Wednesday ratcheted her glittering Flippo together beside her cheek porcelain. She faded a tangerine nicotine coal and exhaled ivory mist from her nostril beads. She searched Hailey's ocular emeralds and yanked her stogie with her leading fingers. "You never said what happened after you came back," Wednesday remarked. Hailey stared at the middles of her friend's cyan colored irises. "You neverrr-- said what happened after you came back," Wednesday shyly prodded. "You mean with Detective Moore?" Hailey inquired. Wednesday suspended her cigarette beside her cheek. "You mean with Detective Moore?" Wednesday's mango scalped cohort grimly volunteered. "He came in and took you out of class," Wednesday explained. "He came in and took you out of class," Wednesday ominously recapped. Wednesday pressed the end of her cigarette against ruby lipstick coating her lips. The tip of Wednesday's cancer stick glowed tangerine orange. A neon ember became ash grey. Wednesday tugged her cigarette away from her face. She inhaled between her lips. "What happened when he took you out of class? Did he ask more questions, or what?" Hailey nodded. Wednesday siphoned her smoldering tobacco tube and inhaled using claret oral seams. "What happened when he took you out of class?" Hailey's somber counterpart demanded. "Did he ask more questions, or what?" "Yeahh--" Hailey purred. Hailey licked carnation colored gloss covering her lips. "The other guy was there, too." Wednesday squinted. "The-- police officer that was with him when we went by my house, yesterday?" Hailey reiterated. "The one who was inside the house with him?" Wednesday formed an "o" with her lips. She puffed out smoke rings. "Oh, yeahhh--" Hailey vacantly recounted from rocking facial porcelain. "The other guy was there, too," Hailey mournfully reported. "The police officer that was with him at my house?" Wednesday huffed savory smoke rings past her pomegranate stained digestive frames. "The one who was wearing a police uniform, right?" "The one inside with the-- police uniform?" Hailey's curious comrade inquired. "Right," Hailey conceded. "But-- not the one who met us at the door?" Wednesday inquired. "The one who was asking us about Travis and them?" "Yeah," Hailey replied. Wednesday dangled her cigarette beside her cheek using her first and second fingers. "What did they want?" Wednesday requisitioned. Hailey tilted her head towards a roaring fire pit. "Officer Harris--" Hailey explained. Hailey glanced at Wednesday's icy blue eyes. "That's the other one's name. "Right," Hailey cordially concurred. Wednesday extended a cherry stained cigarette beside her anxious cheek cream. "And, so??" Wednesday promptly demanded. "What did they want? Morrre-- awkward questions about Travis and them?" Hailey watched sweet potato flares depart her friend's granite back yard chimney. "Officer Harris--" Hailey absently responded using carnation waxed lips. "That's the *other* guy's name. Wednesday squinted. She shook her head. (removed) "What is *with* that guy?" Wednesday asked. "Why does he keep asking that?" Hailey stared at tangerine and pumpkin colored bursts erupting from the fire pit. "What-- is *with* that guy?" Wednesday belched from oscillating precipice ceramic. "Why does he keep *asking* that??" "I think--" Hailey gazed into Wednesday's eyes. "I don't think-- *he* thinks we had anything to do with it." Wednesday lifted her palms beside her biceps. "Well, I thiiink--" Hailey hooted past gracious vocal ridges. The pumpkin stranded damsel searched her coffee haired buddy's agitated cornea ice. "I don't think *he* thinks we had anything to do with-- anything." Wednesday shuffled irritated fingernail coals beside her porcelain cheek velvet. "Then-- why does he keep asking if you were there, Friday?" Wednesday demanded. "Then-- why does he keep asking if you were *there*, Friday??" Wednesday wildly pried. Hailey mashed carnation waxed lips with the tips of her first and second fingers. (removed) "I think--" Hailey began. "I think Moore's the one who suspects us." Wednesday's thumb, second, third, and fourth fingers surrounded the end of her cigarette. Wednesday suspended her coffin nail beside her hip. She popped smoldering tissue paper with her index finger. A quarter inch ash cylinder dropped off the tip of Wednesday's cancer stick. Harris seems like he's impatient," Hailey explained. Hailey looked into Wednesday's eyes. "Like he's-- testing me." Hailey squinted. "I thiiink--" Hailey pungently interjected. "I think *Moore's* the one who suspects us." Wednesday discharged a quarter inch ash cylinder beside her strawberry hip plaid. "Harris seems like he's impatient, or like-- he's testing me," Hailey artlessly posed. Wednesday nodded. Hailey glanced at a granite stone beside Wednesday's firepit. "Moore assures me he's trying to help find my mother," Hailey continued. Hailey studied Wednesday's pale eye shutters. "He says it's his 'top priority'." Wednesday squinted. "And-- then, he asked why I didn't run home right away." Hailey bobbled her eyeballs. "You know-- as soon as I read about the house burning down in Saturday's paper." Wednesday stared at Hailey's pale face through a set of narrow eyes. She plopped the end of her cigarette against her lips. The tip of Wednesday's tobacco tube glowed like a star at night. Wednesday yanked her coffin nail away from her face and inhaled between ruby lips. Hailey admired her friend's nodding facial quartz and searched pillars of exhaust. "Moore tells me he's trying to-- find my mom," Hailey skeptically recalled. "He said it's his 'top priority'," she shared with clerical finger crests and a cynical smirk. "And, then-- he asked me why I didn't run home when we read about the house burning down." Wednesday scoured her ginger companion's stunning face pine and puffed her stogie. "Wow-- that's a good question," Wednesday admitted. Hailey looked at caps of lime green nail polish covering her toenails. A set of flame colored eyebrows climbed Hailey's forehead. "Wow, that's a really good question," Wednesday grimly acknowledged. Hailey absently observed neon flickers sparking lime toe caps nuzzling her hiny silk. "Yeah, I know!" Hailey snarled. Hailey grabbed a roll of duct tape. The silver strand spiral concealed periwinkle, olive, rust, and beige blotches wrapping a back yard cushion. "Yeah, no ssshit," Wednesday's carrot haired cohort hissed by disgusted lip bismuth. Hailey snatched a silver tape roll beside a burlap pillow with teal and tan blotches. Hailey tossed a chrome tape tube over a stone standing in front of her. Wednesday followed coiled filament sheets with her pale face. She watched a bundle of stranded adhesive flatten a sand mound below tangerine flames. She squinted. Wednesday watched adhesive depart her friend's mango nails and topple into the fire. "You're-- burning tape?" Wednesday inquired. Wednesday peered through the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Hailey lifted a bundle of sash cord in front of her chest. Lemon peel and cheddar bursts danced across rectangular surfaces screening Hailey's eyes. "You're-- burning tape?" Wednesday prodded with curious facial pleats. Wednesday searched tangerine ignitions scorching her friend's oblong optical tiles. "Yeah," Hailey responded. Hailey sank the bundle of rope into her left breast. She chunked a collection of twine into the fire. She looked into Wednesday's eyes. "I used this stuff to tie up Joe and Tommy and Tate and Gary." Hailey looked beside her. She snatched a second roll of silver tape. She showed her friend a tube of stranded sealant. "You know-- they can figure out--" Hailey wiggled adhesive spirals. "If a piece of tape came from this same tape roll?" Hailey looked at Wednesday's fire pit. "Or, another one." Hailey tossed the roll of tape above a granite block. Wednesday exhaled a tube of smoke from her ruby red lips. "Uhh, yeah--" Hailey vacuously disclosed. Hailey mashed her ivory breast silk with a twine bundle and tossed it into the pit. "I tied up Joe and Tommy and Tate and Gary with this stuff," Hailey vaguely jabbered. Wednesday's colorful acquaintance showed her a tube of chrome filament cling. "You know, they can figure ouuut--" Hailey hummed using limestone precipice satin. "If a piece of tape-- came from this same tape rollll? Or, a different one??" Wednesday exhaled a tobacco mist tube and sighted her friend hurling vinyl pipe wrap. "Hailey, there's no *way* they could find out," Wednesday assured her friend. "No way!" Hailey chucked shredded rope scraps into the fire. She gazed into sapphire shutters surrounding her friend's pupils. "Haileyyy--" Wednesday hooted past sympathetic lip rubies. "There's no *way* they could find out. No wayyy!" Hailey discarded rope scraps in Wednesday's sand pit and sifted her pupil sapphires. "Wednesday, it's what they *do*," Hailey explained. "Wednesday, it's what they dooo--" Hailey hopelessly groaned. "Heyy--" Wednesday purred. Wednesday sank into an empty cushion beside black silk wrapping her friend's tiny hiny. She sandwiched red and black plaid between her thighs and calves. Wednesday's lower cheeks flattened crimson and charcoal checkers below her heels. Wednesday collected the tips of her fingers along Hailey's soft calf. Wednesday rested her palm on top of Hailey's birch tinted ankle. "Heyy...." Wednesday groaned. Wednesday crinkled her icy, blue eyes. Hailey looked at Wednesday above porcelain silk covering her shoulder. Wednesday tapped cigarette ash over six inches of wicker wrapping the back of the sofa. "They're not gonna find out," Wednesday repeated. Wednesday wobbled Hailey's leg. "Okay?" Hailey faced bursts of flames. She licked menthol flavored gloss coating her lips. Hailey faced her friend. She searched Wednesday's ocean blue eyes. She reached beside her undressed Achilles' tendon. She dragged Wednesday's raven spotted digits away from her foot. Hailey hoisted her hips using the fingers of her free hand. She scooched between Wednesday's hip and a cushion covering the rear of the sofa. She folded her legs on top of her chest. She sank the soles of her feet into the center sofa pillow. She cradled her carrot stranded scalp between Wednesday's shoulder and neck. Hailey's emerald eye shutters studied Wednesday's pale cheeks. Smiling, ruby stained lips tore Wednesday's face in two. "Heyyy--" Hailey's warm companion purred from crumpled face porcelain. Wednesday embedded puffed burlap with shin cream beside her friend's silk hiny ovals. She cradled rosy tuchus checks with her heels and grazed Hailey's oatmeal ankle knob. Hailey watched her frosty eyed cohort tap cigarette ash above rustic lumbar wicker. "They're not gonna find ouuut--" Wednesday hummed at her vivid chum's emotion easel. Hailey scanned Wednesday's eye ozone and lifted digit coals along her Achilles nook. She nestled printed hip silk beside her friend's thigh plaid and hugged her knees. She nuzzled Wednesday's neck custard with temple mango and scoped her adoring cheeks. "Awww, Haileyy--" Wednesday hummed. Wednesday swapped her cigarette fingers in front of her friend's silk wrapped chest. "You-- want me to hold you? Or, what?" Hailey dragged her friend's buttermilk arm segments around her silk shrouded waist. Wednesday crushed Hailey's blouse sutured abdominal dermis. She rested her chin along Hailey's shoulder. Hailey flattened her cheek against Wednesday's soft facial skin. She closed her eyes. Wednesday squeezed Hailey's waist. She sandwiched soft silk between Hailey's stomach and pale skin covering her wrist.Hailey flattened her cheek against Wednesday's soft facial skin. She closed her eyes. Wednesday squeezed Hailey's waist. She sandwiched soft silk between Hailey's stomach and pale skin covering her wrist. Wednesday lifted her cigarette with the fingers of her free hand. She pressed a cellulose filter tube against ruby lip beeswax. She gripped pearl colored filter paper using velvet ridges surrounding her mouth. Jerky flavored vapor grated the surface of Wednesday's tongue. Wednesday yanked her cigarette away from her face. She inhaled between ruby stained lips. Steaming mist scorched the top half of Wednesday's lungs. "What the fuck is with that Gwen, bitch?" Wednesday forced through tufts of cigarette haze. Hailey turned her head. The girls gazed at each other from the corners of their eyes. "Hai-leyyy--" Wednesday compassionately hummed. The slate haired vixen swapped stogie digits and soothed her friend's carrot keratin. "Do you need the loves?" Hailey wrapped her licorice stranded buddy's arm cream around her vanilla waist silk. The girls cuddled their cozy cheek pudding along Hailey's ceramic shoulder linen. Wednesday channeled jerky spiced tobacco vapors and seared her swooning oxygen sacks. "What the-- fuck is with that *Gwen* bitch?" Wednesday squeezed past burnt voice slats. Hailey gazed at her friend's ocular sea ice using edge probing emerald facets. "Oh, I know," Hailey croaked. Hailey studied a tower of back yard flames. "Lloyd says she's like-- obsessed with him." Wednesday blew out a dash of smoke. "Oh, I knowww--" Hailey mournfully croaked. "Lloyd thinks she's-- obsessed with hiiim? What the fahhhck??" "I know," Wednesday responded. "What the hell is up with that?" Hailey stared at columns of tangerine and cheddar eruptions. A set of orange sherbet eyebrows climbed Hailey's forehead. "rrRight--?" Wednesday somberly exhaled with a dash of nicotine haze. "What are we-- supposed to *do* about that??" Hailey glared at tangerine and cheddar embers departing catalytic fuel eruptions. "We could-- kill her," Hailey suggested. Hailey mashed ivory colored teeth between her gloss coated mouth rims. She switched emeralds gazing out of rectangular silicates to the corners of her eyes. A set of sapphires stared back. Wednesday focused on her friend's jade embellished eye shutters. She exhaled an uneasy breath. "We could *kill* herrr--" Hailey glumly croaked beyond carnation mouth wax. Wednesday searched Hailey's barren cornea emeralds and expelled uneasy gasses. "Haileyy--" Wednesday groaned. "You're-- fucking with me, right?" Hailey licked menthol stained mouth rims. She looked away and shrugged. "Haileyyy--" Wednesday grievingly hooted. "You're fucking with me, right??" Wednesday's sherbet capped chum checked her teal irises and looked away with a shrug. "Just saying," Hailey replied. Wednesday stared at flame colored strands wrapping the rear of her friend's scalp. She lifted her cigarette. She tapped a porcelain ash chunk off of her coffin nail. Hailey swiveled her pine pigmented cheeks. "Heyy--" Hailey purred. "I've got a date, tonight." Wednesday inhaled between her ruby red lips. "Just say-ing--" Hailey brashly hummed. Wednesday searched her friend's scalp magma and discarded dangling cigarette ash. Hailey swiveled grinning cheek pine the direction of her licorice stranded comrade. "Heyyy--" Hailey joyously purred. "I've got a *date*, tonight." Wednesday inhaled an excited breath using pomegranate stained speaking arcs. "Riiight--" Wednesday croaked. "Riiight--" Wednesday victoriously croaked. Wednesday forced her ruby stained oral rims into the shape of a grin. Rows of pearls appeared between crimson mouth edges shrouding Wednesday's narrow chin. "I almost forgot about that." Hailey's graphite headed cohort lapped riveted lip rubies eclipsing her narrow chin. "I almost forgot." "Yeahh--" Hailey groaned. Hailey wrinkled her eyes. Nervous lips coated with carnation gloss peeled off of Hailey's gritted teeth. "Will you-- help me pick out something to wear?" Wednesday nodded. The outer corners of Wednesday's eyes crinkled. "Right??" Wednesday's colorful buddy thoughtfully concurred. Hailey collected indecisive mouth bubble gum along her crumpled cheek limestone. "Will you-- help me pick out something to wear?" Hailey wishfully prodded. "Of course!" Wednesday beamed. Wednesday studied her cigarette. She showed Hailey a smoldering tobacco stick. "Let me finish my smoke," Wednesday instructed. Hailey nodded. "Well, of courrrse!" Wednesday beamed from pleated precipice custard. Hailey's pale partner checked her cancer stick and paraded it with raven finger caps. "Lemme finish my smoke, first." "Okay." Hailey sank into her friend's chest. She reached above porcelain colored silk wrapping her stomach. She found Wednesday's unoccupied fingers squashing the edges of her ribs. She curled tangerine spotted digits around her friend's tar capped knuckle extensions. Wednesday squeezed Hailey's tiny fingers. Daffodil, tomato, tangerine, and sapphire tinted glass strands were fused into a spiraling tube. A melded, silicate whirlpool descended from weathered fingers. Colored sand extrusions curved and formed a puddle shape. A hardened yellow, red, orange, and blue pool became coils of ivory, charcoal, and slate. Fingers wrapped with banana pudding wrinkles lifted a stained glass sculpture. Wise digits dangled coils of melted sand in front of corneal tar droplets. Hazy eyelids surrounded charcoal irises. Thoughtful eye flaps collapsed. Walnut ocular coverings flattened pitch wrapped pupils. Creases surrounding compressed eyelids dug into surrounding flesh. Points preceding leathery creases spread across ancient facial features. "O-kay!" Hailey joyously sang. Hailey coddled her friend's chest bags and collected nail tar soothing ivory ab silk. Lemon, cherry, orange, and teal glass melded a stemmed puddle departing aged fingers. Pupil pitch sifted silicate tendrils like ivory and slate fusing the Dr. Suess swirl. Walnut eye flaps and mashed banana cheek hide crumpled thoughtful ocular caverns. "Detective Moore," Officer Harris's voice interrupted. The back of Detective Moore's head was wrapped with rust and silver colored curls. Wrinkles of margarita stained fabric surrounded Detective Moore's back. A seam down the middle of Moore's spinal covering divided a plane of green mud. A three inch band of margarita was sewn below the back of Detective Moore's neck. A pickle juice collar was sandwiched between rust and silver curls and upper back waves. Moore's head turned. Moore's thick fingers suspended a glass swirl structure beside left cheek creases. "Detective Moore," Officer Harris' gruff vocal ridges interjected. Rust and silver curls sealed Moore's rear scalp above a seam parting his coat cactus. The vacant sleuth skimmed his margarita shoulder pleats and flaunted crystal twists. "Honestly, Harris--" Detective Moore responded. "Have you ever *seen* anything like this?" Officer Harris stood behind Detective Moore. He folded his arms over blueberry pockets and silver sculptures covering his chest. He squeezed edges of indigo sleeves between his arms and his ribs. Cornflower blue shutters sunken into Harris' face stared at Moore's tar tinted irises. Silver hairs like push broom bristles were woven over Officer Harris' top lip. Faded, upper rim strands twitched. "Honestly, Harris--" Detective Moore passionately gushed. "Have you ever seen anything *like* this??" The silver haired killjoy crushed indigo and chrome chest ornaments with folded arms. Harris probed Moore's pupil tar with cornflower eyes and wiggled cement lip bristles. "Never," Harris replied. "Those arson guys at the lab-- They say that thing's sort of like a-- fulgurite." Detective Moore narrowed his eyes. Crinkles surrounding the edges of Moore's ocular caverns split his cheeks into triangles. "Ne-ver," Officer Harris ominously conceded. "The arson guys-- They say that thing's like a-- fulgurite." Detective Moore crumpled bewildered cheek pudding supporting his curious optic coals. "A fulgurite?" Detective Moore requisitioned. "Isn't that usually made by lightning?" Harris nodded. "A ful-gur-ite?" the suspicious gumshoe carefully repeated. "Isn't that made by lightning??" Moore's zinc topped cohort pointed out silicate swirls with his ozone visual slats. "Yes," Harris responded. Officer Harris took a breath. "But, they're saying that *this* one was made by someone burning thermite." Moore tilted his head. "They're saying *that* one--?" Officer Harris glumly prompted. "*That* one was made by burning thermite." "Thermite?" Detective Moore repeated. Moore shook his head. He faced spirals of daffodil, tomato, tangerine, and sapphire hanging from the tips of his fingers. "Not sure I've ever heard of *that*, before." Officer Harris rested his palms along canary strips stitched along the seams of his slacks. He gripped muscular hips using masculine fingers. "Therrr-mite?" the baffled investigator attentively parroted. Detective Moore scoured daisy, rose, orange, and bluebonnet glass extrusions. "I've never even *heard* of that." Harris gripped canary seam stripes sealing his muscular hips with masculine fingers. "The arson guys say it's some kinda-- rocket fuel," Harris explained. Holes between charcoal shutters focused on a tube of yellow, red, orange, and blue spirals. Rust and silver caterpillars above Detective Moore's eyes climbed a forehead staircase. "They're saying it's some kinda-- rocket fuel," Harris dubiously reported. Moore's bronze and steel brow caterpillars ascended his forehead staircase custard. "Rocket fuel?" Detective Moore requisitioned. "Reeeally??" "Roc-ket fueeel?" Detective Moore gloriously recited. "rrReally??" "Yep," Harris grumbled. "There would've been a-- big, stained glass window covering one of the walls of this place." Officer Harris rested his fingers along the back of his neck. "At least, that's what I'm told." "Uh-huhh--" Detective Moore chimed in. Moore studied a glass sculpture from a set of creased eye sockets. "*I* remember this old place. Used to come out here when I was young. Used to see it all the time." "That's-- what the arson people are saying," Harris pried from his hesitant lips. "There was a-- large, stained glass window covering one of the walls--?" The troubled deputy sanded walnut neck leather eclipsing his rear collar blueberries. "That's what they told *me*, anyway." Detective Moore traveled a colorful crystal twister with his glittering eye coals. "Riiight-- *I* remember this old place," the distracted gumshoe croaked. "I used to see it all the *time* when I was younger." "Right," Officer Harris conceded. "Well, whoever did this-- they started this thermite up close by that stained glass window. The glass got so hot, it melted. And, it dripped onto the burning thermite. And then, they tell me it got glowing, red hot. Like molten lava." Moore glided ridges covering his fingertip over swirls dangling in front of his eyes. "Wellll, whoever did this--" Moore's stout counterpart somberly croaked. "They fired up this thermite compound right by that stained glass window. The melted glass dripped on top of that-- glowing hot shit. And, it got red hot-- like molten lava." Detective Moore grazed slick whirlpool patterns with his curious fingertip ridges. "Mm-hmmm--" Detective Moore hummed. "Mm-hmmmmm--" the inattentive inspector vacantly hummed. "And then--" Harris continued. "Some of that molten glass dripped over the edges of the concrete floor. And, it poured into the sand surrounding the building. And so, it melted the sand-- and made these-- sorta-- fulgurite things." Moore turned around. Rubber sheets hanging from Moore's scuffed up dress shoes glided over slick concrete. A two foot square of vanilla colored plastic hovered beside Detective Moore's thigh. The polystyrene sheet rested on four slate colored posts. Detective Moore rested the glass sculpture near the edge of the table. Other items laid beside the colorful fulgurite. Moore looked into Harris's eyes. He squinted. "And then, that-- liquid glass poured off of the concrete floor-- and fused with sand surrounding the building." Moore buffed slick concrete with rubber mats dangling from his scuffed dress shoes. He rested the frosty Maelstrom beside other artifacts occupying quartz table plastic. "How do ya make this stuff?" Detective Moore inquired. "How do you *make* this stuff?" Detective Moore curiously probed. "You mean the thermite?" Officer Harris belched below swirls of silver whiskers. "You mean the thermite?" Moore's tailored colleague belched from silver whiskers. Detective Moore laid his arm across margarita planes surrounding his chest. Moore's forearm covered beige silk and an olive tie between pickle juice curtains. Moore gripped his elbow with his palm. He laid the tip of his index finger along the middles of his lips. Wrinkles like bursts of sunshine sprouted from the edges of Detective Moore's eyes. The grave sleuth gripped his elbow cactus in front of shirt caramel and an olive tie. He tapped his lengthy lips with crumpled finger custard and pleated lucid eye frames. "How many people you think would know how to make that?" Detective Moore requisitioned. Officer Harris gazed into Detective Moore's eyes. He folded his arms over his chest. "How many people-- do you think would know how to *make* that?" Moore cautiously pried. Officer Harris folded juniper wrist linen and searched his keen cohort's ocular tar. "Moorrre--" Harris grumbled. "Why do you think Hailey Holloway did all this?" Detective Moore's arms swooped away from his body. Moore shook insistent palms beside his shoulders. His coal faceted eyes popped open. "Moorrre--" Harris impatiently groaned. "Why-- are you so convinced that Hailey Holloway did this? Hmm??" Harris' frustrated peer shuffled pissy arm segments beside his margarita coat wads. "Everything I've *seen* over the past couple of days makes me think of Hailey Holloway," Detective Moore responded. Moore flattened exhausted carpal pillows along chocolate colored fabric covering his thighs. "I mean-- this young lady is smart, Harris." Detective Moore narrowed his eyes. "Probably *too* damn smart-- for her own good." Officer Harris looked at the ground. He smirked and shook his head. Detective Moore pointed at a concrete slab below his and Officer Harris' shoes. "Who else would've cooked up some kinda-- giant mountain of rocket fuel-- and used it to burn up Travis and Jennifer and all of their friends?" Officer Harris extended a thoughtful index finger from a blueberry sleeve cuff. "Everything I've *seen* for the past couple of days makes me think of Hailey Holloway," Moore insisted. "*This* young lady is smart, Har-ris. Probably *too* damn smart-- for her own good." Moore observed his skeptical companion searching floor concrete and shaking his head. "Well, who *else* would've-- mixed up a mountain of rocket fuel and-- burned Travis and Jennifer and all their friends??" the stubborn investigator demanded. Officer Harris looked at the ground. He smirked and shook his head. Detective Moore pointed at a concrete slab below his and Officer Harris' shoes. "Who else would've cooked up some kinda-- giant mountain of rocket fuel-- and used it to burn up Travis and Jennifer and all of their friends?" Officer Harris extended a thoughtful index finger from a blueberry sleeve cuff. Moore observed his skeptical companion searching floor concrete and shaking his head. "Well, who *else* would've-- mixed up a mountain of rocket fuel and-- burned Travis and Jennifer and all their friends??" the stubborn investigator demanded. "You *think* that's what happened, here," Harris retorted. "You don't know that, yet." Indigo space bordered pomegranate strands sprouting from the middle of a narrow scalp. A periwinkle illuminated canopy shrouded raspberry filaments curling away from rosy cheeks. A tangerine glow surrounded radish curls wafting beside a soft, butter colored neck. Eyes like pool water were situated below pomegranate strands curling from a pale forehead. The tip of a tiny nose poked out below turquoise eye shutters. Thin lips the color of red wine were stacked below a teensy nasal tip. Blueberry colored wool concealed a set of narrow shoulders below orange luminescence. An inch thick tube of indigo fabric surrounded the base of a slender neck. A triangle of buttermilk skin descended from an opening bordering a pale throat. Ends of a navy blue collar were chopped into points where they separated. A silver nametag was pinned below the female officer's left shoulder. The zinc plated identifier read "Westin". A silver, six pointed star was situated below Westin's title. The multi-faceted emblem was two inches wide. A silver circle surrounded points of a mirror tinted symbol. "City of Malley Police" was stamped into an elliptical badge rim. A four foot gap was surrounded by jagged sheets of tin. Patches of charred paint clung to serrated edges beside a perilous opening. Officer Westin's ivory precipice appeared between sheets of ripped steel. "You *think* that's what happened, here," Officer Harris soberly objected. "*You* don't know-- any of that stuff, yet." Blueberry canopy and a mango horizon framed cherry scalp curls bordering rosy cheeks. A hominy nasal tip and red wine lips parted pool water irises below raspberry bangs. Indigo wool topped narrow shoulders and framed chest cream under stiff collar points. A silver nametag marked "Westin" eclipsed six pointed star chrome, two inches wide. "City of Malley Police" scribed a circle bordering Westin's left breast badge points. The flashy police cadet pierced a charred tin gash with her charming cheek custard. "Uhh-- Detective Moore?" Westin inquired. Officer Westin's pale face rotated. Strands of raspberry floated beside Westin's porcelain cheeks. Officer Westin's ocean blue eyes searched an area ten yards beyond torn tin. Moore and Harris looked towards the hole Officer Westin invaded. Detective Moore narrowed his thoughtful, charcoal eyes. Creases dug into the apples of Moore's cheeks. "Uhh-- Detective Moore?" Officer Westin prodded using slim lip strawberries. Moore and Harris spotted Westin's inquisitive eye ozone and cherry scalp filaments. "Wudda you got there?" Detective Moore asked. Officer Westin's head snuck away from a jagged gap. The toe of a shiny, black leather boot snuck between points of broken tin. Two inches of rubber attached to an instep tip rested on a plane of scorched concrete. Ten inches of shiny, black leather followed the beginning of Westin's footwear. Shiny, black twine was laced over a gap separating a cow hide collar. A tube of blueberry wool descended from the peak of Officer Westin's boot shaft. Edges of a navy blue tube surrounded a leather tarsal border. Westin's shiny footwear dragged her skinny calf through a ragged frame. Officer Westin's left thigh and the left half of her trunk followed her lower leg. Westin's head turned. Shutters like pool water wandered across the top half of Westin's face. Ocean irises searched charred remains of a tin building. Officer Westin's right leg snuck past jagged edges surrounding a hole in the wall. Two inches of rubber dropped beside Westin's first boot. Officer Westin wandered across the room. She stopped beside Detective Moore. She looked up at Moore's shriveled face. Westin's turquoise eye shutters stared from a spot five feet above the floor. Buttermilk arms dangled from two inch blueberry flaps stitched to Westin's wool shirt. Officer Westin lifted her right arm. A clear, plastic bag dangled from Officer Westin's tiny fingers. Droplets of shiny, black nail polish covered the tips of Westin's knuckle extensions. Officer Westin's teensy digits curled in front of Detective Moore's charcoal colored eyes. The corner of a polystyrene bag swung below Detective Moore's lips. Moore focused on a point extending from a transparent storage sack. A petroleum seam contained a soot coated fragment about two inches wide. The ash stained artifact was shaped like the head of an arrow. Detective Moore flattened his palm below a mysterious fragment occupying a baggie corner. "What *is* this?" Moore inquired. "Wudda you got there?" Moore probed with cheek pleats framing curious pupil molasses. Westin extracted her pale face and pierced a jagged wall gap with black boot leather. She used an ox skin calf chute to graze scorched concrete with a two inch foot mat. A blueberry ankle skirt scaled glittering clodhopper licorice lashed with twine soot. The cherry haired agent searched scraps with ocean eyes and paired walking cushions. She traveled seared cement and trained low rise pupil teal on Moore's chin custard. She used pitch digit caps departing her arm cream to dangle a baggie below his lips. Moore cradled a soot stained artifact like an arrow head embedding the plastic sack. "What *is* this?" the fascinated inspector zealously demanded. "A piece of bone," Officer Westin reported. Westin lowered a translucent container. The calcium deposit rested along dermis ridges forming Detective Moore's palm. Officer Harris studied two inch sheets of rubber below the soles of Officer Westin's boots. There was a three inch gap between the heels of Westin's footwear and the floor. Westin was standing on her tip-toes. "A piece of bone," the pomegranate stranded damsel listlessly reported. Harris admired a large gap below Westin's heel mats while Moore culled a bone pouch. "Bone, huh?" Detective Moore asked. Moore suspended the upper corner of an evidence bag from the tips of his fingers. He situated a hunk of dispatched calcium in front of his eyes. Officer Harris watched a plane of charred concrete below Officer Westin's feet. The heels of Westin's boots dropped on uneven cement. Officer Westin folded a set of pale arms over her chest. "Bone, huh?" Detective Moore skeptically probed. The disappointed sleuth suspended a calcium hunk above his pupils with finger pleats. Harris admired the diligent vixen leveling clunky heels and folding her wrist cream. "Yes," Westin replied. "I was told to bring it right over." Holes near the centers of Moore's charcoal irises focused on the fragment Westin brought. Bushy, rust colored eyebrows slipped up creases spanning Moore's forehead. "I was-- told to bring it right over," Officer Westin shyly offered. Detective Moore searched the sooted fragment and sprang his rust and silver brows. "Well-- it's pretty dried out," Detective Moore noted. "We're probably not gonna get any DNA from this." Moore looked down. He gazed into Officer Westin's bright, blue eyes. "Who found this?" "Well, it's pretty dried out," the towering investigator complained. "We're probably not gonna get any-- D-N-A from this." Detective Moore pierced the studious cadet's seaweed peepers with his cornea coals. "Who found this?" the rust haired gumshoe imposed. "*I* did," Officer Westin reported. Detective Moore squinted. Moore's cheeks split like shattered glass. "*I* did," the claret stranded trooper bitterly explained. "How did you find this tiny, little thing?" Moore inquired. "How did you *find* this tiny, little thing?" Moore prodded using precipice pudding. "I've been going over those remains all afternoon," Westin responded. "I've been-- combing through ashes all afternoon," Westin sorrowfully remarked. Detective Moore examined soot covering a corner of a skeleton chip. He lowered the bag. Detective Moore examined a bone chip vertex and returned the evidence bag to Westin. "Well-- make sure this gets to the lab," Moore instructed. Detective Moore dangled a petroleum sack in front of Officer Westin's ocean blue eyes. "Well, make sure this gets to the lab," the demanding investigator instructed. The tips of Westin's tiny fingers gripped the edges of a polystyrene case. Westin's raven spotted digits dragged a plastic sleeve away from Moore's fingers. Officer Westin's head tilted all the way back. Shutters the color of pool water focused on Moore's pupils. The acute vixen tilted cherry curls between her scapulas and sifted Moore's eye coal. "You're looking for teeth?" Westin asked. Detective Moore nodded. "You're-- looking for teeth?" Officer Westin attentively clarified. "Hopefully, their teeth will still contain tooth pulp," Moore explained. "It's probably the only way we're gonna be able to identify those remains." Officer Westin nodded. She folded empty evidence space over shiny, tar colored caps covering her fingernails. She hurried towards the hole torn in the wall. She snuck through a jagged gap and disappeared into a glowing sunset. A leg like a giant cricket limb stepped over an old car tire. The unusual locomotion extension was olive green. The segmented support's calf was long and skinny. Thorax skinned cerations were growing out of the rear of the scrawny lower leg. A saw toothed calf balanced on a set of short, pointed toes. A kneecap like a lime peel was sandwiched between lower leg teeth and a skinny thigh. An old, rusty, crunched up car door laid beside discarded tire treads. Chunks of pearl white, automotive paint clung to a junk automotive hatch. A matching leg stepped beside the car door. Scrawny cricket thighs were connected to a set of olive green hips. A rickety, lime green spine was growing out of a thorax coated pelvis. Olive green exoskeleton was wrapped tightly around visible vertebrae. Lime peel thorax sank into gaps separating rows of chest armor. Insect like skin coated rows of ribs protecting the spinal column's peak. Rickety, lime peel vertebrae departed jointed hips under thorax skinned rib slats. Slender, olive colored upper arms rotated along ball sockets like emeralds. Grass green rotator cuffs were attached to the top of an exposed rib cage. Long, skinny forearms dangled from scrawny biceps. Additional ball sockets were sandwiched between upper and lower limb segments. Two olive green fingers and an opposable thumb descended from slender wrists. A head shaped like the face of a praying mantis erupted from the top of a rib stack. Exoskeleton like anti-freeze was stretched over a triangular precipice and thin cheek bones. A set of banana yellow eyes rested on peaks of pointed facial features. Diamond shaped pupils separated golden irises. Rhombus faceted shutters looked like the eyes of a snake. Four olive green tentacles dangled from a pencil shaped lip below banana tinted eye shutters. Wiggling mouth strands covered a saliva coated oral cavity. Segmented, olive green antennae poked out of the top corners of a praying mantis scalp. An insect-like humanoid bent over. The alien creature picked up an old car stereo. It stood up, looked around, and waved a junk radio. The creature's face tentacles began wobbling like a set of fingers. A gutteral growl erupted from fluttering lip extensions. White text printed in front of the humanoid's scrawny calves. "Hopefully, their teeth will contain tooth pulp," Moore schemed with nodding cheeks. "It's probably the only way we're gonna identify those remains." The wine haired cadet rocked keen face cream and toted her find with grim nail tar. She shuffled blueberry linen and leather clodhoppers past a jagged partition gap. A humanoid grasshopper limb bypassed an old car tire with serrated calf thorax. Matching leg parts placed toe points among topsoil talc dusting a quartz driver door. Emerald socket joints connected lanky biceps and wrists to upper corner chest planks. Twin fingers and opposable thumbs grasped desert gasses below a praying mantis face. Slivered ports like snake pupils focalized cornea daisies above olive cheek points. Chlorophyll mouth tentacles and antenna segments populated the triangular precipice. The creature waved a dusty car stereo and extruded growls from wiggling lip fingers. "I find this," an ivory caption read. Another creature rummaged through old car parts. The second being resembled the first. However, its slender exoskeleton was the color of pineapple pulp. The cream tinted humanoid was bent over, digging. It ceased scrounging and looked up. Antenna segments like grapefruit peel curled in front of the second creature's praying mantis precipice. Lemon yellow receptor sections rippled to the peak of the pineapple being's forehead. A set of lady bug colored eyes stared at a wiggling car radio. Diamond shaped pupils near middles of red irises contracted and focused on a stereo system. The yellow creature thrashed an old muffler out of the way. It stomped towards the olive green humanoid and snatched an old radio out of its fingers. The pineapple colored creature stared at automotive microchips and shook its head, angrily. It slung stereo components in front of the olive creature's banana yellow eyes. A growl erupted from pineapple colored tentacles. White text printed in front of lemon exoskeleton stretched over the creature's ribs. "I find this," an ivory caption (topping scrawny calves) read. A lemon peel being nearby pilfered auto scraps and erected curious antenna segments. It focused lady bug irises on its companion and stomped across powdery dirt. It snatched the radio and shuffled hateful growls past its infuriated lip tentacles. "This is useless *human* technology," quartz characters read. Hailey and Lloyd sat in a dark room. A set of thick, cushioned seats were visible behind Lloyd and Hailey's shoulders. The backs of Hailey and Lloyd's chairs were wrapped in raspberry colored fabric. A plastic, radish pigmented arm rest stood between sitting structure uprights. Bright white light illuminated Lloyd's forehead and the apples of his cheeks. Quartz radiation spiraled down mud colored strands hanging in front of Lloyd's coal tinted eyes. Shadows of thick, bushy sideburns surrounded the edges of Lloyd's face. Bright white light illuminated a shirt wrapped with black and white stripes. A raven hued collar surrounded the bottom of Lloyd's neck. A set of white buttons strapped Lloyd's shirt over his chest. Stripes of indigo thigh denim and patches wrapping Lloyd's knees glowed from ivory radiation. Wrinkles of shadow colored pant legs were visible where there wasn't light. A plastic bucket rested between Lloyd's thighs. The polystyrene container was decorated with vertical red and white bands. Lloyd's lap tube was half full of popcorn. Flame colored strands surrounding Hailey's pale cheeks glowed like a torch at night. Shadowed filaments sprouting from Hailey's scalp appeared the color of pumpkin rind. Glowing, white rectangles covered Hailey's sparkling, emerald colored eyes. A column of light lay down the middle of Hailey's buttermilk tinted neck. Ivory luminescence descended a white cotton hoop curving from Hailey's shoulders. The crest of a porcelain arc stopped two inches below the top of Hailey's breast bone. A white shirt with black polka dots was stretched over Hailey's narrow shoulders, tiny tits, and skinny stomach. Ends of soft, white sleeves floated just below the tips of Hailey's silky shoulders. A column of white light illuminated the middle of Hailey's chest and abdomen. Hailey's shirt faded dull grey with slate colored dots beside vertical radiation. A dark blue, denim skirt was strapped across Hailey's waist. Quarter sized, scotch colored buttons fastened a seam separating Hailey's dress. Hailey's skirt reached the middles of her thighs when she was sitting. Camel colored, suede collars were visible above the tops of Hailey's ivory ankles. Lloyd's teeth collapsed blossoms of exploded popcorn kernels. Hailey sat with her hands folded on top of her narrow thighs. Hailey's eyes crinkled behind white rectangles. Lloyd's head slowly turned Hailey's direction. Hailey's pale cheeks gradually faced Lloyd's. Lloyd and Hailey stared into each other's eyes. Hailey and Lloyd returned their attention to a sixty foot sheet twenty yards away. A smaller insect-like creature approached the other two. It was the same olive green color as the first. The littler humanoid lifted a strange canister above its head using a trio of tiny fingers. The unusual container was cylindrical. The suspended tube looked like it was made of transparent, charcoal colored plastic. Cornflower blue caps protected ends of a polystyrene bucket. The periwinkle covers looked like they were made of rubber. A set of tiny tentacles fluttered in front of the small creature's mouth. A high frequency growl erupted from teensy mouth wigglers. White text printed beside the dwarf sized humanoid's hip. "This is useless *human* technology," quartz characters curiously translated. "We have to have *our* technology. It contains 'the liquid'." Hailey and Lloyd embedded cherry lumbar mats and padded arm rests in a darkened room. Ivory rays sparked Lloyd's cocoa forehead fluffs and shaded chops lining his cheeks. A spotlight charred Lloyd's soot and chalk shirt stripes and arabica collar flaps. Ivory projector radiation illuminated plastic chest buttons and indigo denim wads. Strawberry and cream pin stripes lined a plastic popcorn tub parting Lloyd's knees. Pumpkin shell contoured magma strands framing Hailey's quartz fired optic crystals. Vertical light parted Hailey's throat pine and a neck hoop spanning her shoulders. An upright glow seared dalmation spotted shirt cotton hugging Hailey's trunk curves. Copper quarters fastened an indigo jean skirt along the base of her short sleeve top. Hailey's limestone thighs dangled velvet calf curves invading camel hair ankle suede. Hailey relaxed woven digits along her lap and adored Lloyd munching popcorn blossoms. The pair oscillated skeptical cheek pleats and checked each other's quizzical irises. Hailey found it convenient that one alien understood random junk but not the other. Lloyd didn't believe any thoughtful creature would doubt the value of electronics. A smaller, lime peel creature waved a slate canister with cyan caps above its head. The miniature humanoid's tiny mouth tentacles produced high frequency grunts. "I find this," a porcelain caption read. The pineapple yellow creature faced the smaller one. Its lady bug colored eyes focused on the canister. The lemon tinted humanoid's head bobbled up and down. A growl escaped tentacles like grapefruit rind. Pearl colored characters printed below the insect being's face. "I find this," a porcelain caption dictated in front of the hobbit's hip. The impatient organism pointed lady bug eyes at midget fingers shaking a plastic can. It nodded approving facial points and ejected gutteral growls between lip worms. "That's it," a message read. "That's it," pearl characters translated. A pair of emeralds stared dumbly through rectangles of glass in front of Hailey's eyes. Jade facets re-read words printed below lemon yellow face worms. Hailey's eyelids collapsed. Ivory illuminated flesh flaps receded. Hailey's sparkling, green irises switched to the right corners of her eyes. Hailey stared at a bushy sideburn poking out of Lloyd's cheek. Hailey used crystal aided optic jade to scan ivory digits and folded angry eye flaps. She searched Lloyd's chops with cornea emeralds probing her right hand ocular points. "...lloyd..." Hailey whispered. Lloyd's head turned. Charcoal irises below chocolate strands studied emeralds near the edges of Hailey's eyes. "...you mean to tell me-- these things have been stranded on Earth-- for twenty years-- eating dog food-- being terrorized by armed government agents-- because they were looking for *that*?..." Lloyd squinted. He shrugged. "...lllloyd..." Hailey sarcastically whispered. Lloyd shifted his face and found Hailey's pupil gems among chocolate forehead twists. "...you mean to tell meee-- these things have been stranded on earrrth-- for twenty years-- eating dog food-- being terrorized by armed soldiers-- because they were looking for *that*?..." Lloyd exhaled a dissappointed sigh and rocked projector illuminated shoulder stripes. "...that *is* what they just said, huh?..." Lloyd whispered back. Hailey lifted her palms. "...that is-- basically what they're saying, huh?..." Lloyd agreeably rasped. "...it would've taken me twenty *minutes* to find that!..." Hailey rasped. "...it would've taken me twenty *minutes* to find that!..." Hailey vented between upturned palms. Lloyd smirked. (removed) "...yeah-- that's kinda lame, huh?..." Hailey reached above a plastic arm rest separating her and Lloyd's chairs. Lloyd watched his lap. A set of tangerine colored fingernails descended into Lloyd's popcorn bucket. Hailey snagged crunchy, buttery puffs between the tips of her fingers. She dangled oily blossoms beside glossy lips the color of a strawberry milkshake. She stared into Lloyd's eyes. A set of orange sherbet eyebrows slipped up Hailey's forehead. "...yeahhh-- it's pretty lame..." Lloyd grated between smirking lips. Hailey invaded Lloyd's arm rest and snatched buttery puffs with her neon finger caps. She hoisted oily blossoms beyond soft serve lips and flashed fiery ocular emeralds. "...it's completely ri-dic-u-lous!..." Hailey rasped. Hailey tossed popcorn sprouts between her teeth. She sank into raspberry cushions and crunched butter drizzled blossoms. She returned her attention to projected film. The pineapple yellow, insect-like creature stood behind a table. Chrome chimneys of four Bunsen burners rose from the middle of an ancient workspace. Sapphire colored flames erupted from mirror tinted tubes. Glass containers hovered above periwinkle jets. Each canister contained a different colored liquid. One fluid was lemon yellow. Another was raspberry red. A third unidentified goo was grass green. The fourth was colored like blue gelatin dessert. The creature colored like pineapple fruit held something with a set of chrome colored tongs. The olive green humanoid waved its arms, impatiently. Growls erupted from tentacles like lime peel. White text printed beside a work table. "...it's completely ri-dic-u-lous!..." Hailey quietly fired past mouth frame bismuth. Hailey tossed popcorn sprouts between her agitated teeth and embedded cherry padding. The pineapple creature managed four Bunsen burners heating flasks above a junk table. The crystal beakers contained lemon, lime, strawberry, and blue raspberry fluids. The pineapple fleshed alien suspended something mysterious using chrome plated tongs. The olive skinned creature waved impatient arm segments and ejected agitated growls. "Why does this take so long?" quartz characters read. The pineapple colored creature growled back. "Why does this take so long?" quartz characters dictated beside the crude work table. "This is much difficult," white letters explained. "This is much difficult," the cork fleshed humanoid grunted back. Hailey's arms went limp. Her face bobbled towards her lap. Her forehead landed in her palm. Lloyd faced Hailey's seat. He crunched popcorn between his teeth. Hailey looked up. She stared into Lloyd's eyes and shook her head. Hailey plopped ivory scorched forehead velvet along her sprouted palm pillows. Lloyd's popcorn crunching precipice examined his agitated companion and smirked. The lava stranded damsel checked Lloyd's sparkling eye coals and shook her head. "...he's waited twenty years!..." Hailey rasped. "...he can't wait twenty more seconds??..." Lloyd choked back a laugh. He laid his index finger on a set of grinning lips. "...he's waited twenty years!..." Hailey hopelessly rasped. "...he can't wait-- twenty more seconds??..." Lloyd choked back adoring laughter and laid his index finger across antsy lip arcs. Hailey's narrow chin flattened her dim palm pillows. Hailey gazed into Lloyd's dark brown eyes. Hailey balanced her chin custard along hand satin and gazed at Lloyd's cornea pitch. "...lloyd..." Hailey whispered. Hailey tightened her jaw. "...i *hate* this stupid movie!..." Hailey squeezed between a set of clenched teeth. Hailey pointed the fingers of her right hand towards flashes twenty yards away. "...lloyyyd..." Hailey desperately hissed. "...i *hate* this stupid movie!..." The neon haired mistress directed tangerine digit caps at torcherous screen flashes. The outer corners of Lloyd's eyes crinkled. Lloyd smirked. Lloyd crumpled inquisitive cheek walnut and searched his date's sparkling pupil jade. Hailey pressed a set of glossy, pink lips together. She wrinkled her nose. She nodded. Lloyd faced images illuminating a sixty foot sheet. He grabbed a rim surrounding the top of his popcorn bucket. "...shiiit..." Lloyd croaked. Lloyd dropped off the edge of his chair. A cushioned sitting surface lifted. The puffed seat rotated against a pillow stitched over the back of Lloyd's chair. "...let's go grab a smoke..." Lloyd whispered. Lloyd tucked his popcorn bucket under his left arm. He offered Hailey the fingers of his right hand. Hailey stared into Lloyd's eyes above the lenses of her glasses. She smiled, stupidly. She laid a set of nervous fingers along Lloyd's palm. Lloyd tightened his arm. He tugged Hailey to her feet. Hailey tamped carnation glossed digestive rims and nodded crinkled face limestone. Lloyd sifted sixty foot image flickers and snatched his plastic popcorn bucket. "...shiiit..." Lloyd consolingly croaked. Lloyd departed his raspberry theater chair and watched its padded surfaces collide. "...let's go grab a smoke..." Hailey's shaggy haired cohort cheered. Lloyd tucked his pin striped snack receptacle and offered masculine digit segments. Hailey gazed at Lloyd's tender eye tar above her optic lenses and smiled, stupidly. She grazed Lloyd's firm palm ridges and exacted stability above her suede boot tips. Curves of fluorescent bulbs formed outlines of tall, skinny letters. Radish illuminated characters slanted to the right. The first set of silicate plasma containers bordered a capital "C". The luminescent letter was followed by bulbs framing lowercase "i", "n", "e", "m", and "a". The word "Cinema" was followed by curves of lime green lamps. Kiwi tinted, ultraviolet sprouters outlined the number "66". Colorful glow tubes were attached to a wall of shiny, graphite pigmented tiles. Surfaces of pitch tinted squares reflected diamond shaped lights. Colorless blocks were spotted with sparkles the color of white grapes. Eight glass doors stood below lime and radish light fixtures. Surfaces of silicate panels refracted the same diamond lights slick tiles repeated. Glints reflected by shiny theater coverings were the color of banana pudding. Aluminum frames surrounded rectangles of glass. Raspberry colored rods extended from the inner edges of each pair of doors. Pomegranate security grips were shaped like one foot staples. A glass obstruction near the left end of a cinema precipice swung away from the wall. Lloyd slipped through a gap between a crystal panel and an aluminum door frame. He stepped around a translucent board and wrangled a red staple in front of his chest. Hailey stepped out. Lloyd released a raspberry door grip. A long, shiny black strap dangled from the fingers of Hailey's right hand. A clear, plastic pouch hung from ends of a licorice harness. Hailey's hand bag was the size of a mailing envelope. Slick vinyl stripes were stitched along the top and bottom edges of a polystyrene case. Hailey's tiny purse dangled beside a brown, suede cuff surrounding her ankle. Hailey had some makeup and things tucked inside her shiny pouch. Hailey glided a slender strip over her right shoulder. She raised her palms beside her hips. Glowing, radish fluorescent curves outlined "Cinema" along the front of the theater. Kiwi light glass framed "66" along polished granite squares beside the elegant title. The licorice tile gloss reflected decorative glints the color of white grapes. Glass doors refracting banana pudding sparkles underscored cherry and lime digits. Pomegranate hand grips resembling staples extended from eight aluminum port frames. Lloyd gripped a far end panel and watched his ginger haired companion stroll outside. Hailey's citrus dotted cream fingers dangled a compact purse using a licorice strap. Makeup cases were visible between vinyl caps framing Hailey's crystal bag plastic. The mango haired damsel seated her pouch grip and shook wiry digits beside her hips. "I mean-- the military has been supposedly working with these creatures for twenty years. And-- they haven't even figured out their language? Or how to communicate with them, yet?" Hailey's palms dropped on blueberry colored denim surrounding her hips. Her head turned. Lloyd dragged a three inch by two inch box out of the right, front pocket of his jeans. Hailey lifted inner surfaces of frustrated fingers. "They didn't even bother to introduce themselves?" Lloyd chuckled. "I mean-- the military has been supposedly working with these creatures for twenty yearrrs--" Hailey vented. "And, they haven't even figured out their language, yet? Or, some *other* way to communicate??" Lloyd extracted a cardboard cigarette box from the front pocket of his indigo jeans. His ginger headed cohort pounded blueberry hip denim with agitated knuckle segments. "They didn't bother to-- introduce themselves??" Hailey ferociously demanded. "They let their ship just hover up there for-- how long?" Lloyd asked. "Like several months, right? For what reason?" "Thhhey-- let their ship hover in the sky for how long?" Lloyd blew past a chuckle. "Like several months, right? Why??" I didn't understand *that*." The outer corners of Hailey's eyes crinkled. For what reason?" "Yeah!" Hailey barked. The cardboard case Lloyd dug out of his pants pouch was white. The base of a blood red triangle spanned the top edge of Lloyd's cellulose carton. The tip of an equilateral vertex pointed at the base of a paper sleeve. Lloyd raised his palms in front of his shoulders. "Riiight??" Hailey spitefully concurred. Lloyd braced ruby tobacco artwork framing an upward vertex and upheld gossipy palms. "You would think-- if that really happened in real life, military would be up there ten minutes after the ship arrived-- knocking on the door." Hailey closed her eyes. She dropped the tips of her fingers on her forehead. Soft mounds below tangerine nail polish dug into thin flesh above Hailey's eyebrows. "You would think-- if that really happened in *real* life," Lloyd expertly snarked. "That the nosy-ass military would be up there ten minutes after the ship arrived-- knocking on the door." Hailey kneaded pleats topping her asparagus nasal chute with carrot skin finger caps. "I mean-- you would *think*, right?" Hailey responded. Lloyd flipped back a cover folded over the cardboard box he produced from his pocket. Quarter inch sticks wrapped with sweet potato tissue were hiding underneath. Thin, gold hoops surrounded beginnings of paper cylinders. Lloyd laid the tip of his finger along the end of a pumpkin tinted tube. He gripped an opposing edge with the peak of his thumb. Carrot colored eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Hailey's nose. Hailey's jaws ripped apart. Hailey's shiny, carnation stained lips stretched into an "o" shape. "Oh, my God-- their guns!" Hailey belched. Lloyd dragged a paper chute between the tips of his fingers away from others. A white, tissue tube was glued below a sweet potato column. Ash colored rings lined thin paper wrapping crushed nicotine leaves. Lloyd looked up and chuckled. Hailey raised her palms in front of her chest. "Their guns can only be used if their DNA is touching them??" Lloyd stretched black and white shirt stripes away from his waist. He stuffed a red and white box between two layers of indigo colored denim. He plopped a carrot filter covering between his lips. "Well, you would thiiink--" Hailey impatiently groaned. Lloyd snagged a mango filter tube lined with gold that was packing his cancer case. Hailey crumpled critical ocular frames and formed an "o" with astonished lip bismuth. "Oh, my Gahhhd-- their guns!" Hailey bitterly pelted. Lloyd excavated a tissue nicotine pipe streaked with ashy rings and chuckled. "Their guns can only be used if their-- D-N-A is touching them?!" Hailey hatefully ejected. Lloyd ditched his smokes under lower shirt stripes and suckled a queso filter sleeve. "I was seriously about to-- get up and walk out as soon as they said that shit," Lloyd explained. The cylinder dangling from Lloyd's lips flopped when he spoke. Lloyd gripped a Flic lighter between the tips of his fingers and the palm of his hand. Finger swirls squeezed a red, plastic body against Lloyd's wrist pillows. Lloyd raised soft carpal hide beside bushy, chocolate chops poking out of his cheeks. "That was some total bullshit, right there." Hailey looked down. She studied speckled concrete below suede points surrounding the tips of her toes. Charcoal colored cement was spotted with glints of gold colored shavings. "I almost-- got up and walked out when they said *that* shit," Lloyd candidly shared. Lloyd steadied a strawberry Flic lighter beyond his talking cigarette jugglers. "That bit was-- pretty fuckin' lame, if you ask *me*." Hailey searched gold shavings embedding pitch cement between her suede boot points. "Mannn--" Hailey exhaled. Hailey plopped sets of nervous fingers on her hips. She looked up. "I thought it was just *me*." Lloyd peeked through rectangles of glass in front of Hailey's eyes. He shrugged. "Mahhhn--" Hailey victoriously sang. Hailey collected relieved, tangerine finger caps along her blueberry hip denim. "I'm so glad it wasn't-- just *me*." Lloyd prodded emerald pupil facets piercing Hailey's rectangular visual crystals. "Me, too," Lloyd grumbled. Lloyd positioned a chrome plated lighter cap in front of hanging tobacco shards. Tan shavings were packed into a tissue tube suspended from Lloyd's lips. Lloyd raked a wheel beside a shiny cap with his thumb. Grooves pressed into the tip of Lloyd's opposable digit landed on a plastic button. An upside down teardrop erupted from a tiny hole formed into a zinc plated top. A droplet shaped eruption glowed tangerine orange. Apricot radiation illuminated the apples of Lloyd's cheeks. Hailey gripped blueberry denim surrounding her thighs with the tips of her fingers. She rolled blue jean fabric between her thumbs and fingers, nervously. Coffee colored shutters between Lloyd's eyelids pointed his pupils at Hailey's fingers. Lloyd studied tangerine colored caps covering Hailey's nails. He watched Hailey's skinny, little digits twisting denim into quarter inch tubes. A set of soft, slender thighs descended from the bottom of Hailey's dark, denim skirt. Lloyd looked up. Channels of white smoke erupted from Lloyd's ham tinted lips. Ivory mist surrounded the cigarette hanging out of Lloyd's face. Lloyd dropped his lighter in his pocket. He yanked a smoldering coffin nail away from his lips with his right hand fingers. Coal occupying Lloyd's corneas focused on emeralds behind the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Lloyd smirked. "Yeah me, too," Lloyd joyously expelled. Lloyd raked a flint wheel and gripped a plastic butane valve with his thumb ridges. A droplet shaped eruption exited zinc chimney plating and sparked Lloyd's tan cheeks. Hailey coiled indigo sand paper framing her birch thigh velvet with nervous digits. Lloyd savored mango tipped finger cream bundling quarter inch bails from skirt linen. He surveyed lanky thigh satin departing Hailey's periwinkle hip tent and looked up. Lloyd misted a coffin nail escaping his captivated mouth and pocketed his lighter. He greeted Hailey's lime peepers with pupil coffee and snatched his nicotine stick. "You nervous, Hailey?" Lloyd asked. Hailey stared into Lloyd's eyes. Hailey's gloss coated lips squeezed together. Carnation stained oral rims forced themselves into a smile. Hailey's cheeks felt flush. "Are you pretty nervous, Hailey?" Lloyd warmly pried. Hailey swam Lloyd's arabica eye channels and molded flamingo waxed lips into a smile. "Mmmm--" Hailey moaned. Hailey swallowed. "Ummm--" Hailey hummed using flustered speaking bismuth. Lloyd chuckled. He plopped his cigarette between his lips. He took a step forward. Hailey inhaled cold, dry air between her luscious lips. She swallowed, nervously. Hailey stepped towards Lloyd. Suede vertices adorning Hailey's boots pointed at black rubber hanging from Lloyd's sneakers. Lloyd looked down. He snaked his fingers around Hailey's. Hailey's palms felt shaky and damp. Hailey's inner carpal hide was hot to the touch. "M-My hands are all sweaty," Hailey exhaled through a nervous chuckle. Lloyd looked up. He gazed into Hailey's emerald eye shutters. Lloyd snagged a smoke with chuckling mouth frames and stepped towards his timid date. Hailey siphoned frosty air and parked felt boot points beside Lloyd's sneaker scraps. Lloyd spattered anxious sweat coating Hailey's wobbling palm and finger gelatin. "M-My hands are all sweaty," the carrot haired vixen fumbled past nervous laughter. Lloyd polished Hailey's icy knuckle satin and gazed at her emerald pupil facets. "You know, I-- I'm a little nervous, too," Lloyd admitted. Lloyd glided his thumbs over ice cold velvet wrapping Hailey's knuckles. Hailey's head tilted back. Her eyelids squeezed themselves shut. Hailey inhaled between a set of glossed tooth coverings. She exhaled a long breath. Lloyd's chocolate irises followed pale skin wrapping Hailey's slender neck. Tubes of white smoke erupted from Lloyd's nostrils. "Does that feel good?" Lloyd inquired. Hailey's head hinged forward. Hailey gazed into Lloyd's eyes. She licked her lips. "I, uh-- I'm really nervous, too," Lloyd cautiously conceded. Hailey relished opposable massages with folded eye flaps and exhaled a long breath. Lloyd searched Hailey's desert neck dermis and vented ivory mist from nostril olives. "Is that better??" the espresso fluffed shepherd affectionately croaked. Hailey poised restful optic flaps above her lanky throat and lapped calm lip bismuth. "Yesss--" Hailey croaked. Hailey squeezed Lloyd's fingers. She studied Lloyd's charcoal eye shutters. "This whole thing is-- such a mess," Hailey remarked. Hailey squinted. "You know that?" Lloyd narrowed his eyes. The tip of Lloyd's cigarette glowed tangerine orange. A quarter inch tobacco coal turned ash grey. "Yesss--" the mango stranded damsel reposefully hissed. Hailey sandwiched Lloyd's sturdy carpal segments and searched his charcoal irises. "This whole thing is-- such a mess. You know?" Hailey ominously posed. Lloyd squinted and flared his tangerine cigarette ember by puckering his lips. "What do you mean?" Lloyd asked. Hailey gazed at tar droplets occupying the centers of Lloyd's corneas. She shook her head. "Wudda you *mean* it's a mess?" Lloyd curiously prodded. Hailey gazed at Lloyd's corneal tar drops and oscillated her remorseful cheek pine. "Weee--" Hailey purred. Hailey took a breath. She exhaled through a set of tiny nostrils. "I can't believe the first time I called you the other night-- it was to ask you to help me--" Hailey looked away. She licked carnation colored gloss covering her lips. She looked into Lloyd's eyes. "...to help me kill some of the kids at school..." Hailey whispered. "...and, you agreed to help because they killed your brother..." Lloyd turned his head without looking away. He slipped the fingers of his right hand away from Hailey's. He snagged a cancer stick hanging from his lips with his thumb and index finger. He inhaled between slender oral extents. "Ahh, we--" Hailey recklessly blathered. Hailey siphoned evening gasses and expelled a relaxing breath from her nostril beads. "The first time I *called* you the other night--" the inarticulate prodigy wailed. Hailey probed Lloyd's glittering ocular coals with her emerald visual facets. "...it was-- to ask for help killing some of the kids from school..." Hailey whispered. The ginger haired damsel flashed her troubled pupil jade and lapped flamingo lip wax. "...and-- you agreed to help because they killed your brother. that's *literally* the basis of our relationship..." Lloyd released Hailey's frosty fingers to snatch his smoke and inhaled searing fumes. "Heyyy--" Lloyd exhaled through hot mist. "Heyyy--" Lloyd extruded from torched vocal ridges. Hailey exhaled a short laugh. Lloyd blew a tube of white smoke out of nervous lips. He smiled. "That's all *I* care about." A stupid smile tore Hailey's face in two. Hailey looked down. She stared at gold shavings embedded in charcoal concrete. Lloyd smirked. He wobbled Hailey's hand. "You know, Haileyy--" Lloyd purred. Lloyd stared at flame colored strands erupting from the top of Hailey's scalp. Hailey inhaled a sharp breath. She looked up. Lloyd pressed his lips together. "I *really* like you," Lloyd blew through a nervous chuckle. Hailey tightened a set of slick, carnation colored lips. She nodded. Lloyd shrugged with his cigarette hand. "I would--" Lloyd squinted. He licked his lips. Hailey studied Lloyd's face with a set of wiggly eyes. The coffee haired philosopher adored Hailey's warm chuckles and fired a tobacco puff. "That's all *I* care about," Lloyd proudly shared. Hailey hid grinning cheek pine under magma scalp flows and sifted gold cement dust. Lloyd scanned his mango headed cohort's bashful face points and wiggled her fingers. "You know, Hailey-- I *really* like you," Lloyd warmly disclosed. Hailey shared anxious precipice limestone and watched Lloyd flaunt his cancer tube. "I would, umm--" Hailey's shaggy companion fumbled from clumsy mouth flaps. The sherbet stranded damsel prodded emotion artifacts embedding Lloyd's scalp knots. "W-What?" Hailey forced out. Lloyd sighed. He plopped the end of his cigarette against the middles of his lips. He took a quick drag and yanked his coffin nail away from his face. He parted the edges of his mouth and breathed in. Hailey fought back a nervous smile. "Lloyyyd??" Hailey groaned. Lloyd exhaled a dash of smoke. Hailey's face was so close to Lloyd's, he could see olive green starbursts in her glittery eyes. Hailey's sparkling irises danced back and forth, nervously. It was so endearing, Lloyd could barely stand it. The apples of Lloyd's cheeks felt flush. He felt like somebody punched him in the throat. Lloyd tugged Hailey's jiggling digits away from the edge of her polka dotted shirt. He leaned towards Hailey's colorful precipice. Lloyd's thin oral rims crushed Hailey's gloss coated lips. The beginnings of Lloyd's mouth surrounded Hailey's upper lip. Lloyd was afraid Hailey would back her head away. But, she didn't. She tightened ends of carnation glopped frames against Lloyd's face hole. She squeezed Lloyd's bottom lip between her gloss soaked oral flaps. Lloyd pushed mouth ridges against slick menthol bordering Hailey's teeth. Hailey mashed paraben soaked cheek openings against Lloyd's parted oral flesh. "Whaaat?" Hailey rabidly demanded. Hailey observed Lloyd casually savoring tobacco mist until her blood began to boil. "Lloyyyyyd!" Hailey belted from spiteful aorta streaks. The smoking coolie revered olive starbursts cradling Hailey's antsy ocular ports. He detected fiery vein sprouts scorching his cheeks and tension crushing his thyroid. Lloyd wenched Hailey's pine digits and grasped her upper mouth menthol with his lips. The lurid siren greeted Lloyd's startled oral rims and kneaded his lower speech flap. Lloyd pierced Hailey's frosty speech shellac and endured sealed pucker extrusions. "Mmmm--" Hailey gratefully groaned. Lloyd forced a smile away from his feeding hoop. He created a siphon with his mouth. He dragged pressurized digestive rims away from Hailey's slick lips. Lloyd grinned. He rested his forehead against Hailey's. He gazed into Hailey's sparkling, emerald irises. He swam in jade ripples wandering across Hailey's gorgeous ocular ports. Hailey smiled, stupidly. She choked back a giggle. Lloyd inhaled a sharp breath. "MMmmm--" Hailey indulgently hummed. Lloyd dampened joyous saliva seals and suctioned his departing mandible leather. He nuzzled Hailey's elated forehead oatmeal and sifted her emerald ocular formations. "I would do *anything* for you," Lloyd managed to squeeze out. "I love you." Hailey's smile faded. Hailey searched coals between Lloyd's eyelids, nervously. "--oh, shit--" Lloyd thought. Lloyd's eyelids squeezed together. Wrinkles folded the bridge of Lloyd's nose. The upper half of Lloyd's face wandered away from Hailey's pale precipice. Lloyd lowered his head. Hailey stared dumbly at messy coils of chocolate erupting from Lloyd's scalp. Her eyes popped open. "I would do an-y-thing for you," Lloyd thoughtlessly blathered. "I *love* you." Hailey scoured Lloyd's mortified cornea coals and flapped her vacant eye coverings. "--oh, shit--" Lloyd psychically conjured. The grave hipster crumpled his nose and dangled sour face amber from broad shoulders. Hailey ransacked Lloyd's disconcerted scalp chocolate and tapped a jolted breath. "Oh, my God!" Hailey shrieked. Hailey lifted the fingers of her free hand. She slipped buttermilk digits between shaggy strands hanging from Lloyd's temple. Hailey's sweat coated palm landed on bushy hairs poking out of Lloyd's cheek. "You-- *really* love me." Lloyd looked up. He found a set of eager, emeralds and cheery, carnation colored lips. "You really do love me, don't you?" Hailey glided tangerine spotted fingers through chocolate shards caking Lloyd's scalp. Lloyd smirked. He closed his eyes. Lloyd nodded. "Oh, my God!" Hailey recklessly belted. Hailey sifted Lloyd's chocolate cheek fluffs with her sweat coated knuckle segments. "You-- really *love* me, don't you?" Lloyd sighted Hailey's cheery face and savored finger cream grazing his scalp coffee. The validated chatterbox folded his alleviated eye flaps and formed a relieved smirk. "I think so--" Lloyd purred. Lloyd released Hailey's hand. He parted exhausted eyes. He reached behind carrot, tangerine, and sherbet strands flowing from the back of Hailey's head. He cradled the rear of Hailey's scalp with his fingers and palm. He guided Hailey's face towards black and white stripes wrapping his chest. Hailey turned her head. She rested her cheek against coal and ivory striations blanketing Lloyd's pecks. She smiled and closed her eyes. Lloyd flattened his chin along Hailey's cheddar scalp strands. He closed his eyes. He sighed. "Ohhh--" Lloyd groaned. "I'm-- sorry I told you I love you on our first date." Hailey giggled. She inhaled an excited squeak. "I think sooo--" Lloyd lucidly croaked. Lloyd cradled Hailey's rear scalp sherbet and cuddled her cheek against his chest. He nuzzled his walnut chin along her cheddar hair threads and exhaled a heavy breath. "Ohhh--" Lloyd groaned from somber digestive seams. "I'm-- sorry I told you I love you on our first date." "*I'm* not!" Hailey squeezed out of a silly grin. Lloyd lifted his right hand. A lit cigarette was pinched between Lloyd's thumb and first finger. A half inch cylinder of white ash hung from the end of Lloyd's coffin nail. Lloyd switched a misting stogie to his thumb and middle finger. He tapped pearl colored paper wrapping tobacco dust. A chunk of spent embers dropped off of a tangerine ring consuming dried shards. Hailey wrapped a set of buttermilk colored arms around Lloyd's waist. "I'm so glad you told me that, Lloyd." Hailey's eyelids ripped themselves apart. Emeralds fastened to Hailey's eyes found their way to the tops of her ocular sockets. Hailey switched her lips to the edge of her face. "You're-- not waiting for me to say it back, are you?" Lloyd stared into space. He shook his head. "I-- *I'm* not!" the ginger headed boaster wrangled past excited lip arcs. Lloyd popped spent cigarette embers and endured Hailey's arm pine wringing his waist. "I'm *happy* you told me that, Lloyd." Hailey side shifted hesitant mouth bismuth and probed her grim, upper ocular flaps. "You're not like-- waiting for me to say it right back, are you?" Hailey prodded. The chocolate slopped maverick oscillated his thoughtful precipice scotch. "I don't think-- you know me well enough," Lloyd responded. Hailey smirked. She lifted her head off of Lloyd's chest stripes. Lloyd slipped his hand away from the back of Hailey's head. He glided his chin off of flame colored strands sprouting from Hailey's scalp. Hailey's arms released Lloyd's waist. Hailey stood on her tip-toes. She laid her lips on Lloyd's thick neck. She kissed Lloyd's masculine, walnut tinted throat hide. She tilted her head back, looked up, and smiled. She shifted onto two inch blocks of chocolate rubber attached to the heels of her boots. Lloyd looked above rectangles of glass in front of Hailey's eyes. He stared at jade colored shutters surrounding Hailey's pupils. Lloyd's heart thumped in his ears. Hailey gazed into Lloyd's charcoal eye shutters. She exhaled a shaky sigh through a set of impatient lips. "Of course not, Hailey," Lloyd tactfully responded. "I don't even know-- how you *could*." Hailey balanced on her boot tips and pecked Lloyd's neck with grinning oral compote. She implanted chocolate heel blocks and implored Lloyd's captivated ocular graphite. "Lloyyyd--" Hailey groaned. "Kiss me again." Lloyd smirked. He snaked his arm behind Hailey's kidneys. He sandwiched soft polka dots between his palm and a slender curve above Hailey's tuchus. He squeezed Hailey's tiny chest mounds against his pecks. He twisted on the ball of his foot. Hailey spun beside Lloyd's hip. Hailey's spine collapsed along Lloyd's arm. Hailey sank into a palm and forearm hammock. Hailey's eyes popped open. A set of sherbet colored brows jumped to the top of Hailey's forehead. "Oh-- shit!" Hailey shouted. Lloyd dropped a set of smirking lips along the edges of Hailey's mouth. He forced eager oral rims against Hailey's gloss waxed facial opening. Lloyd's cigarette hand found Hailey's leg. Lloyd's palm and the tips of his fingers gripped toned flesh forming Hailey's thigh. Lloyd had been waiting to grab Hailey's sexy legs since he picked her up at Wednesday's. He was careful to point the tip of his cigarette away from Hailey's pale skin. Lloyd's lips lifted off of Hailey's with a pop. Lloyd's eyelids opened a little. Lloyd gazed into Hailey's emerald eye shutters. "Lloyyyd--" Hailey playfully nagged. "Kiss me, a-gahhhn--" Lloyd cradled Hailey's spine and tuchus curves with a joyous wrist and palm hammock. He perched her startled precipice limestone and breast polka dots beside his hip. "Oh-- shit!" Hailey fumbled from fearful speaking rims. Lloyd permeated frigid shellac lining Hailey's conversation spout with smirking lips. He clawed enticing drumstick pudding departing her blueberry, skirt sand paper. He lulled a cigarette below Hailey's thigh and searched her crystal frosted eye jade. "Fuck yeahhh--" Hailey purred. The fingers of Hailey's right hand twisted around striped cotton surrounding Lloyd's chest. Tangerine colored fingernails dug into stitches of polo shirt wrapping Lloyd's ribs. Hailey lifted her head. She forced menthol flavored gloss against the edges of Lloyd's mouth. Lloyd lowered his head and closed his eyes. He gripped Hailey's lower lip between excited facial extents. "Fuck yeahhh--" Hailey purred using steamy oral bismuth. Hailey hoisted her cheek custard using Lloyd's cookies and cream rib streaks. She gobbled Lloyd's startled face hole using bubble gum polished digestive frames. The shaggy misfit sandwiched Hailey's lower lip with captivated trumpet resonators. "What the fuck are you doing?!!?" Lloyd sucked panicked lips away from Hailey's pale facial features. Lloyd's head turned left. Hailey's porcelain cheeks swiveled right. A pair of dark haired girls stood near a concrete landing. Three foot wide uprights surrounded the licorice headed young ladies. Barrel shaped columns were embellished with rectangles of crimson colored mirrors. Radish silicate plates reflected diamond shaped lights that glass entrance doors repeated. The left hand girl was pretty and thin. Long, slender hair framed the nine o'clock lady's pale face. Chin length scalp strands were the color of crow feathers. Eyes like blue jays rested a quarter inch below a curtain of raven colored bangs. A tiny nose and a set of pomegranate stained lips were lined up below ocean irises. Four inches of buttermilk chest were surrounded by edges of a black, see through shirt. A nylon neck hole curved from the girl's left shoulder to her right. Ruffles surrounded ends of transparent sleeves above beginnings of slender biceps. A black tube top was visible through the left hand girl's shirt. The young lady's chest covering began above tips of tomato sized breasts. Her charcoal trunk topper stopped two inches above her navel. An inch of pale abdominal flesh was visible above the rim of a black leather skirt. The left hand girl's cow hide hip wrap was skin tight. Glittering creases were strapped around curves of slender hips. Diagonal folds spanned an area from an upper, left skirt corner to a lower, right vertex. A ring of tar colored leather surrounded the base of the young lady's skimpy dress. A cow hide rim stretched around middles of pale thighs. Narrow calves descended into black leather collars surrounding the girl's ankles. Cow hide Achilles' tubes curved into slick points protecting the nine o'clock girl's toes. A slender, gold plated chain descended from the young lady's left shoulder. A shiny, black bag the size of a paperback novel was attached to brass tinted links. The left hand girl's latex pouch rested against shiny folds swirling over her left hip. "What the fuck are you do-ing?!" the unwelcome vocalizer yelped. Hailey and Lloyd disentangled their jolted smoochers and checked a concrete landing. Support columns with rosy mirror saltines profiled two licorice haired young ladies. Chin length crow strands framed the nine o'clock vixen's pointed facial quartz. Graphite bangs topped blue jay irises and a chickpea nasal tip eclipsing cherry lips. Crystal charcoal spanning meager shoulders profiled the pale damsel's chest cream. Tube top soot strapped tomato tits between ivory biceps exiting murky sleeve ruffles. The teen gal's ceramic navel pit grazed nylon fog and invaded leather skirt pleats. Thigh and calf buttermilk escaped cross creased hip tar and filled pitch boot chutes. Compact bag licorice overlooking pointed footwear tips latched brass deltoid links. The other girl's hair resembled her companion's licorice locks. However, the right hand young lady did not have bangs. Soft, raven colored strands curved from the middle of a pale, ivory tinted forehead. Charcoal filaments surrounded outer corners of golden eyes. A tiny, button nose and glossy, tomato colored lips lined up below bourbon droplets. Edges of raven colored hair shrouded pale cheeks. The young lady's hair dangled an inch above black and white stripes gripping her shoulders. The three o'clock girl's head rested on a post of thin, coal and ivory striations. The remainder of a streaked turtleneck wrapped thin arms and a slender, upper body. The top rim of a periwinkle denim skirt was strapped around the young lady's waist. Baby blue jean fabric surrounded feminine hips, thighs, and tops of narrow knees. A set of cream colored calves descended from a rim of robin egg cotton weaves. Curves of buttermilk lower legs sank into suede ankle collars like camel fur. Tan Achilles' coverings curved and became felt boot tips. A slick, carnation pink strap descended from the three o'clock girl's right shoulder. Twelve inches of gold chain were clasped to ends of a vinyl harness. Brass plated links suspended a pink bag resting against the young lady's right hip. The right hand gal's slick pouch was shaped like the face of a kitty cat. A ruby was fastened to the middle of a feline precipice. Sets of white, vinyl whiskers poked out of glittering pomegranate facets. Ivory arcs were stitched where the kitty's eyes would go. The second girl's right hand digits gripped carnation vinyl suspended from her shoulder. The fingers of the young lady's left hand lifted off of periwinkle thigh denim. The three o'clock gal dug blueberry capped nails into her palm. The teenage mistress's index finger pointed between Hailey's emerald eye shutters. Hailey's jade faceted pupils studied a droplet of indigo colored nail polish. The plus one's raven drapes cradled eye scotch and a nose beebee heading tomato lips. Her slate threads framed neck butter and dusted cookies and cream turtleneck streaks. Lined cotton gripping trim flanks roosted baby blue waist denim bundling hip pudding. Toned calf mousse departed robin egg knee weaves and packed pumpkin pie ankle suede. Gold chain clasping tulip shoulder vinyl dangled a pink purse above felt toe spades. Ivory whisker licorice edged a plastic nose ruby adorning the kitty shaped hand bag. The fiery gal released her cat case's ivory ocular arcs and pointed at Hailey's eyes. "Get your fucking hands off of him!!" the girl on the right belched. A seam down Hailey's back laid across Lloyd's arm. Hailey's chin rested on a polka dotted sheet wrapping her right shoulder. Hailey turned her head. She stared at an arc of bushy, chocolate colored hair growing out of Lloyd's cheek. "Get your-- fucking hands off of him!!" the three o'clock maiden witlessly belched. Hailey embedded Lloyd's stout arm segments and analyzed a furious, indigo nail cap. She swiveled flame shrouded cheek limestone and examined Lloyd's chocolate chops. "Lloyd?" Hailey inquired. "What the hell?" Lloyd's left facial point rested along black and white stripes covering his shoulder. Tar colored shutters surrounding Lloyd's pupils stared into hazel irises three yards away. Lloyd blinked. "Uhh-- Lloyd?" the mango stranded mistress quizzically groaned. "wwWhat the hell??" Lloyd nuzzled his espresso and milk shoulder stripes and sifted Gwen's hazel peepers. "Gwen?" Lloyd requisitioned. "Gwen-- from Biology, Gwen?" Feathers of raven colored eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's tiny nose. "G-wen?" Lloyd sarcastically probed. "Gwen from-- Bi-o-lo-gy, Gwen?" The licorice haired wench crumpled agitated face custard and pounded her hip denim. "You *know* who I am!!" Gwen shouted. Gwen pounded her fist against soft denim surrounding her hip. "Don't pretend you don't remember me! I *know* you do!" Lloyd's head turned. Lloyd's chocolate irises climbed buttermilk colored skin wrapping Hailey's neck. A set of emeralds stared at Lloyd's coal eye shutters from silicate rectangles. Lloyd lowered his shoulders. He cradled Hailey's narrow deltoids between the forearm and bicep of his left arm. Hailey slid the sole of her boot backwards. She rested her butt on camel colored suede surrounding her heel. She tightened her denim wrapped thigh and birch tinted calf. Hailey hinged her polka dotted trunk away from Lloyd's arm. Lloyd spun between Hailey and Gwen. He stood up and stared into Gwen's honey tinted irises. Hailey stepped next to Lloyd. She peered into Gwen's hazel eyes. She folded buttermilk arms over spotted fabric hanging from an arc shaped neck hole. "*You* know who I am!" Gwen rabidly vented. "You're just gonna-- pre-tend you don't remember me, now? Reeeally?!" "I re-mem-ber, Gwen," Lloyd snapped. Half a cigarette hung from the tips of Lloyd's right thumb and index finger. Lloyd plopped a cylinder of pumpkin pie stained paper between his lips. A neon ring adorning the end of Lloyd's cigarette flashed. Lloyd yanked stogie remnants away from his face. "What about it?" Gwen's head drifted up and down. "I re-mem-ber, Gwen," Lloyd hatefully snarked. The agitated hipster siphoned stogie remnants departing his thumb and index finger. "What a-bout it?" Lloyd surveyed Hailey's velvet neck pine and greeted her troubled ocular emeralds. Hailey backpedaled her boot tips and erected scapula polka dots taxing Lloyd's wrist. The ravenous love-birds stood shoulder to shoulder and scanned Gwen's cornea honey. "Yeahhh--" Gwen groaned. Gwen forced her thumb between a carnation strap and a black and white banded shoulder. The end of Gwen's purse strap dropped on the middles of her fingers. "You rememberrr--" Gwen purred. Gwen stepped towards Hailey and Lloyd. A strip of carnation vinyl covering Gwen's kitty purse dropped on gold sprinkled concrete. The palms of Gwen's hands sank into soft, striped cotton hugging her waist. Gwen pressed her palms into the edges of her stomach. She glided blueberry capped digits up her ribs. "You remember, Lloyyyd--" Gwen passionately exhaled. Lloyd breathed out a dash of smoke from his slender lips. He squinted. Gwen wadded wrinkles of narrow, coal and ivory stripes in her fists. The lower edge of Gwen's turtleneck slipped out of the upper rim of her denim skirt. Gwen sank the heels of her hands into the edges of her boobs. She dragged the bottom of her turtleneck up pale skin covering her slender stomach. "You rememberrr--" Gwen moaned. "Riiight-- Lloyyyd??" Gwen's thumbs peeled wrinkles of slate and quartz striations in front of her shoulders. Gwen's turtleneck stretched over cotton candy semi circles cradling her tiny tits. Ruffles of white lace embellished the rims of Gwen's pink bra cups. "Yeahhh--" Gwen croaked from rocking precipice porcelain. Gwen discarded her bubble gum kitty purse along cement graphite sprinkled with gold. "*You* rememberrr--" Gwen stalked her targets with suede footwear and sanded cookies and cream ab streaks. She clawed cotton striped rib slats with blueberry talons escaping forearm fleece. "You remember, Lloyyyd--" Gwen sensually huffed past tomato lip gloss. Hailey's unimpressed companion expelled a dash of tobacco mist and squinted. Gwen wadded gelatin breasts and shimmied sweater coal marks above her pale stomach. "You rememberrrggh--" Gwen snarled using ferocious vocal ridges. "Right, Lllloyd??" The feral maiden uncovered lace snowflakes topping her cotton candy hooter baskets. "ahhhh--" Gwen rasped. Gwen's pale fingertips glided over pearl lace decorating the peaks of her bra cups. Blueberry colored fingertips stretched soft flesh protecting Gwen's mammary glands. Gwen crushed her ribs between her biceps. She dragged lips of flamingo titty covers down her chest. Cotton candy suspenders slipped over the tips of Gwen's silky shoulders. The rims of Gwen's bra cups stopped below the origins of her tiny tits. Gwen dragged indigo glopped nails down her chest. She pressed blueberry glazed keratin points into the tops of her breasts. Ripples of flesh surrounded navy blue caps covering Gwen's pale fingertips. Tiny areola points extended from the middles of Gwen's undressed titties. Ridges scoring the ends of Gwen's cream digits graded nipples like chocolate chips. "MMmmm--" Gwen moaned. Gwen's hazel irises collapsed her pupils. Gwen's ocular ports stared into the middles of Lloyd's charcoal eyes. "You remember how they feeeel-- riiight??" Gwen groaned. Pigment brushed eye flaps peeled off of Gwen's golden pupil facets. Raven colored eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's nose. "Riiight?!!" Gwen shrieked. "Lllloyd?!!?" A lit cigarette hung from Lloyd's lips. Trickles of white mist wafted from the end of Lloyd's coffin nail. "ahhhh--" Gwen gratefully grunted. Gwen grated mammary dough topping her pearl brassiere borders using midnight talons. She peeled flamingo titty covers and snagged turtleneck pleats with tulip suspenders. She extruded custard breast wakes with blueberry claws and buffed areola ham beebees. "mMMmmm--" Gwen erotically hummed. The aroused she-devil probed Lloyd's joyless cornea charcoal below heavy eye flaps. "ahh-- You remember how they feeeel, right?" Gwen breathlessly taunted. Gwen peeled pigment brushed ocular seals and pleated hysterical, raven brow points. "rrRight?!" the frenzied witch huffed between tamped incisors. "Lllloyd?!?" Lloyd scanned Gwen's crumpled face porcelain beyond nicotine steam searing his eyes. "Gwen, what the fuck?" Lloyd demanded. Hailey glanced at Lloyd. She returned her attention to Gwen's erratic facial curves. "Gwen, what the fuck?" Lloyd solemnly belched. "ohhhh--" Gwen groaned. Gwen's head tilted back. Makeup smeared eyelids covered Gwen's hazel irises. "ohhhh--" the licorice sprouted vixen feverishly grunted. Gwen tipped rear scalp slate between her shoulders and buried her hazel irises. Gwen swirled the tips of her fingers over the ends of her nipples. Gwen's eyelids squeezed themselves together. Her teeth gripped the outer edge of a tomato stained lower lip. Gwen shuffled raven tinted filaments between coal and ivory striped shoulder blades. "Mmmm--" Gwen moaned. Gwen inhaled a sharp breath between her teeth. "MMmmm--" Gwen dragged sensual fingers and palms down pale skin wrapping her ribs. She swiveled on toes of pointed, suede boots. Gwen filed salmon nipples with indigo tipped digit swirls and nibbled tomato lip wax. "Mmmm--" the indulgent princess hooted past crumpled mouth flaps. Gwen sucked frigid gasses between primal bicuspids and unsealed a beastly groan. She clawed ivory rib velvet and spun her angular boot suede the opposite direction. "You remember allll thisss--" Gwen's undressed spinal dermis faced Hailey and Lloyd. Gwen glided blueberry capped digits along ivory skin surrounding a line down her back. Gwen's inner hand surfaces curved over periwinkle denim stretched over her butt cheeks. Finger ridges and heel pillows shuffled along rigid cotton covering Gwen's tuchus. Gwen sank velvet palms into her feminine hind curves. She squeezed toned flesh covering the tops of her thighs. She inhaled between gritted teeth. "ahhhh--" Gwen exhaled. Gwen wiggled her veluptuous butt. She glided her fingers up waves of periwinkle denim wrapping her hips. Gwen's blueberry spotted digits curled over the tops of her bra cups. Gwen's indigo embellished fingers dragged carnation covers to the tops of her tits. Gwen tightened her biceps and rolled her shoulders. Flamingo harnesses snapped on top of Gwen's deltoids. Gwen turned around. She glared into Hailey's emerald green eyes. Tomato stained lips formed a sinister grin along the lower half of Gwen's pale face. "You didn't think you were his first-- did you?" Gwen snarled. "Haileyyy??" Gwen dragged the lower edge of her turtleneck down her slender stomach. She stuffed soft shirt stripes into the upper rim of her denim skirt. Hailey stared at gold shutters surrounding Gwen's pupils. Her mouth went dry. "You remember allll thisssss--" the provocative hen shamelessly hissed. Gwen scuffed her custard spine seam with blueberry talons and swept ozone hiny denim. She fondled grit bundled tuchus cellulite and navigated her tantalizing lap gelatin. "AAaaaa--" the excited mistress savagely expelled. Gwen buffed ivory ab silk and re-seated flamingo tit covers with indigo finger caps. She situated tulip deltoid harnesses by rowing her limber biceps and turned around. She greeted Hailey's emerald irises using sinister speech arcs with tomato gloss. "You didn't think you were his first, did youuu?" Gwen ruthlessly teased. "Hai-leyyy??" The hapless jezebel unrolled her fleece trunk stripes and packed her blue jean skirt. Hailey examined Gwen's ocular ale and scoured her raging cheeks with tongue rubber. "She's lying, Hailey," Lloyd explained. Lloyd dropped his cigarette on sparkling, coal colored concrete. He flattened a discarded butt with the sole of a sloppy, black sneaker. He stared at Gwen's agitated cheeks. "She's fucking lying," Lloyd repeated. "I don't know *why* she's saying this bullshit." "Sheee's ly-ing," Lloyd impatiently informed his ginger haired escort. The shaggy trickster stomped his coffin nail and scouted Gwen's menacing cheek ivory. "I have no i-dee-a why she's making up this-- dumb shit." "Ohhh-- I'm lyinggg," Gwen snarled. Gwen glared at Lloyd's charcoal eye shutters. "I'm a li-arrr--" Lloyd grabbed Hailey's hand. He flattened his palm against the lower curve of Hailey's back. He nudged Hailey in the direction of his car. "Ohhh, I'm lyyy-ing--" Gwen viciously croaked. "Now, I'm a li-arrr--" Lloyd caressed Hailey's polka dotted lumbar curve and nudged her towards his car. "Okay-- maybe we should get out of here," Lloyd suggested. Hailey slipped her tangerine spotted fingers away from Lloyd's thick digits. She stalked towards Gwen. Points of suede boots carried Hailey's ivory lower limbs towards Gwen's hideous face. Hailey stopped in front of the toes of Gwen's footwear. Points of cow hide insteps faced each other. Hailey glared into Gwen's gold colored eye shutters. Flame tinted eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Hailey's nose. Hailey's shoulders swiveled. Hailey flapped her wrist and bicep. The heel of Hailey's hand collided with the apple of Gwen's cheek. The tips of Hailey's tangerine embellished fingers battered Gwen's temple. Gwen inhaled a sharp breath. She dropped on charcoal colored concrete. Gwen's denim wrapped hiny collided with sparkling cement. Her knees buckled. Her arms collapsed on top of her chest. Gwen stared at Hailey from the ground. Gwen's tiny nose wrinkled. Raven colored eyebrows pointed at the inner corners of Gwen's eyes. "Okay-- maybe we should get outta here," Lloyd firmly proposed. Hailey evaded Lloyd's stout digits and piloted birch limbs toward Gwen's smug frame. She faced off pointed boots among golden graphite dust and offered pissy cornea jade. Hailey pummeled Gwen's satin cheek pearl with barbaric palm meat and neon digit dots. Gwen's denim taped hiny and tender tendril knobs popped cement coal and gelatin tits. The jolted vixen sloshed her scalp licorice and glared at Hailey's hateful precipice. "I'm not lying!" Gwen shouted. Hailey shook a set of angry fists in front of her polka dotted chest. "I'm not *lying*!" Gwen thoughtlessly shrieked. "I don't *care* if you're lying!" Hailey shouted back. "All I care about is what you're doing right now!" Hailey pointed between hazel colored shutters surrounding Gwen's pupils. "You're being a cunt!" Hailey lifted a tangerine capped index finger. She ratcheted her pointer digit sideways. "It's no one else's business what you two did. That's between you and Lloyd." Hailey rested her palm on dark denim surrounding her thigh. She inhaled cool, nighttime air. She exhaled an angry breath between carnation glossed lips. She reached behind her. She found Lloyd's warm, protective fingers. "I don't *give* a shit!" Hailey belted from agitated, dalmation chest spots. "You're being a cunt! That's all *I* care about!" The tangerine stranded rage queen ratcheted a custard index digit spotted with mango. "It's nobody else's business what you two *did*! That's between you and *Lloyd*!!" Hailey savored evening frost and located Lloyd's cozy fingers behind her tuchus wrap. "Let's get out of here, Lloyd," Hailey grumbled. Hailey and Lloyd turned and headed towards Lloyd's baby blue Cammy. Hailey glanced at Gwen's companion. The left hand girl dropped next to Gwen's denim shrouded hips. She laid tangerine spotted fingers along black and white stripes surrounding Gwen's biceps. Gwen looked up. She crushed infuriated digits against the other girl's chest. She shoved nylon wrapped biceps and ribs away from her irritated cheeks. Gwen's sidekick crashed back first into mirror squares surrounding a thick theater upright. "Let's-- get the hell out of here, Lloyd," Hailey viciously vocalized. Hailey dragged Lloyd's apprehensive digits in the direction of his baby blue Cammy. She observed Gwen's dark haired companion coupling her knee satin beside her friend. The mousy damsel collected sherbet digit dots along Gwen's deltoid espresso stripes. Gwen shoved nylon clouded biceps and ribs away from her irritated cheek ivory. Gwen's sidekick hammered mirrors spotting a thick theater upright with her spine. "Get off me!" Gwen shouted. "*Get* off me!!" Gwen snarled past clenched chompers. Hailey faced forward. She shook her head. Hailey centralized disgusted precipice limestone and swiveled her vigilant cheeks. "Please tell me that did not just happen," Lloyd croaked. Hailey's head turned like a top. Hailey studied glints of charcoal irises between Lloyd's chocolate forehead locks. She exhaled a heavy breath from puffed cheeks. She squeezed Lloyd's strong, masculine digits. She lifted agitated, gloss coated mouth rims. She kissed the edge of Lloyd's neck. "P-leeease tell me that did not just happen," Lloyd mournfully croaked. Hailey glimpsed Lloyd's sparkling ocular coals between his espresso forehead locks. She expelled a somber huff and grazed Lloyd's troubled neck hide with puckered lips. "Don't worry about those fuckers," Hailey instructed. "Just take me back to Wednesday's." "For-get about those fuckers," Hailey staunchly declared. "Just-- take me back to Wednesday's." Chapter 3: "Leave Lloyd Alone" ===================================================================================== * After making initial functional changes to chapter three, a lot of the language was re-imagined (mainly condensed) in order to make it more enjoyable to read. The original version 1.1, chapter three changes are listed between these equals signs borders ("TAINT" headers mark the original content and "CLEAN" headers mark the updated versions): --- TAINT --- Wednesday's popcorn nasal tip and velvet lip rubies embedded her porcelain palm silk. Her pitch lacquered fingertips and opposable tar cap grazed converse ocular flaps. Charcoal bangs overflowed Wednesday's ivory digits between her graphite cheek drapes. Wednesday's unused wrist cream dangled a stogie across her rose and soot knee plaid. Her checkered tuchus matted emerald grass sprouts beside an ivory tobacco vortex. Parted ankles diverted toppled bowling pin calves underneath coupled kneecap quartz. Tarmac dotted toes piercing sand paper cement hoisted Wednesday's counterposed heels. The languid sidewalk dweller scanned her licorice bicep flap for an approaching car. --- CLEAN --- Wednesday's popcorn nasal tip and velvet lip rubies embedded her porcelain palm silk. Her pitch lacquered fingertips and opposable tar cap grazed converse ocular flaps. Charcoal bangs overflowed Wednesday's ivory digits between her graphite cheek drapes. Wednesday's unused wrist cream dangled a stogie across her rose and soot knee plaid. Her checkered tuchus matted emerald grass sprouts beside an ivory tobacco vortex. Parted ankles diverted toppled, bowling pin calves underneath coupled kneecap quartz. Tarmac dotted toes piercing sand paper cement hoisted Wednesday's counterposed heels. The languid sidewalk dweller scanned her licorice bicep flap for an approaching car. --- TAINT --- "You-- think I'm 'hawwwt', huh?" Hailey cautiously prodded. Hailey's grateful chauffeur scanned his date's colorful face and checked the road. --- CLEAN --- "You think I'm 'hawwt', huh?" Hailey curiously fished. Hailey's grateful chauffeur scanned his date's colorful face, then checked the road. --- TAINT --- "You take my *breath* a-way," Lloyd earnestly disclosed. The shaggy haired automotive pilot scanned his passenger's glittering eye emeralds. "You have the prettiest eyes. I *love* your eyes." Hailey tamped a shameful smirk and surveyed Lloyd's walnut cheeks, surreptitiously. "Long flowing hair, like fi-yerrr--" Lloyd vacantly purred. "Soft, glowing skihhhn--" Lloyd sealed his adoring ocular flaps and searched impressions of Hailey's peepers. "Sparkling green eyyyes--" Hailey's enamored counterpart sifted lime and conifer facets framing her pupils. "The eyes are the windows of the soul--" Lloyd romantically recited. Hailey scoured Lloyd's elusive cornea pitch and lapped her captivated lip bismuth. --- CLEAN --- "You take my *breath* a-way," Lloyd shared before scanning his rider's eye emeralds. "You have the prettiest eyes. I *love* your eyes." Hailey tamped a bashful smirk and surveyed Lloyd's walnut cheeks, surreptitiously. "Long flowing hair, like fi-yerrr-- soft, glowing skihhhn--" Lloyd sealed adoring peepers and visualized Hailey's lime and conifer pupil facets. "Sparkling green *eyyyes*--" the giddy motorist reiterated. "The eyes are the windows of the soul--" Lloyd romantically recited. --- TAINT --- "That-- So, I've been told," Hailey artlessly blathered. Hailey's espresso haired escort gazed at her eye jade and skimmed nighttime asphalt. --- CLEAN --- "That-- So, I've been told," Hailey blubbered while Lloyd skimmed nighttime asphalt. --- TAINT --- "*Your* soul seems verrry wise," Lloyd cunningly proclaimed. "And, intelligent." --- CLEAN --- "*Your* soul seems very wise," Lloyd cunningly proclaimed. "And, intelligent." --- TAINT --- "It does NOT!" Hailey squeezed past her cackling lip bubble gum. --- CLEAN --- "It DOES nahht!" Hailey gushed past cackling lip bubble gum. --- TAINT --- "ssSexy, then," Lloyd brazenly hissed. "How's *that* sound?" Hailey searched periwinkle carpet sprouts dividing her bourbon felted boot spades. --- CLEAN --- "How about 'ssSexy'?" Lloyd fondly posed. "How's *that* sound?" --- TAINT --- "Shut-up," Hailey bashfully belted from carnation waxed speaking arcs. --- CLEAN --- "Shut-uhhp--" Hailey grated while skimming ozone carpet parting her spade boot ale. --- TAINT --- "Llllloyd--" Hailey extruded past amused vocal ridges. --- CLEAN --- "Lloyyyd--!" Hailey extruded using radiant vocal ridges. --- TAINT --- "Oh, who am I kidding?" Lloyd passively acknowledged. "Your whole damn *body* is sexy as hell." The ginger haired damsel jostled flustered finger embers beside shoulder polka dots. --- CLEAN --- "Ah, hell-- your EV-RY-THING is sexy," Lloyd aimlessly blathered. --- TAINT --- "Lloyd-- ssshut the fuck up!" Hailey fumbled past radiant laughter. --- CLEAN --- "Lloyd-- ssshut the fuck up!" Hailey fumbled while jostling tickled nail embers. --- TAINT --- "Gorrrgeous face--" Lloyd adoringly hooted. "Great bahhhd-- Curvy, round hihhhps--" Lloyd checked his driver's side window and focused on his stunning passenger. "Long, sexy lehhhgs--" Lloyd spotted Hailey's mousy eye emeralds analyzing him from spirited ocular caverns. "Slender, hourglass wayyyst--" Hailey's infatuated chaperone joyously carried on. The skittish damsel clawed her blueberry lap denim and mashed flamingo glossed lips. --- CLEAN --- "Gorgeous fayyce-- great bahhd--" Lloyd carried on while checking his driver window. "Curvy, round hihhps-- long, sexy lehhhgs-- slender, hourglass waiyyst--" Hailey skimmed Lloyd's eye tar, then clawed juniper lap denim and mashed lip bismuth. --- TAINT --- "Nothing about my-- tiny little tits, huh?" Hailey mischievously prodded. --- CLEAN --- "Nothing about my-- tiny little tits, huh?" Hailey resentfully surfed. --- TAINT --- "*I* was getting to those!" Lloyd humbly acknowledged. --- CLEAN --- "*I* was getting to those!" Lloyd keenly acknowledged. --- TAINT --- "Nooo, that's not true!" Lloyd haplessly shared. "I happen to think they're a *perfect* size. I *like* 'em cute and cuddly like yours!" Lloyd's ginger haired passenger sprang pumpkin shell brows above rimless eye glass. --- CLEAN --- "That's not truuue!" Lloyd earnestly dictated. "I happen to think they're a *perfect* size. I *like* 'em cute and cuddly like yours!" Lloyd's ginger haired passenger sprang pumpkin shell brows above rimless eye glass. --- TAINT --- "Fine-- perky and precious," Lloyd cleverly restated. Hailey searched evening canopy glints and formed a secure smile with waxed oral rims. An image of Gwen grating corn starch mammary bags invaded Hailey's peaceful thoughts. Hailey recalled blueberry digit caps approaching mint sized breast patches like ham. She observed Gwen's erotic finger ridges polishing her peg shaped nipple grit. --- CLEAN --- "Uhh-- perky and precious?" Lloyd cleverly restated. Hailey searched evening canopy glints and formed a secure smile with waxed oral rims. Gwen grating cream mammary bags with blueberry talons disrupted Hailey's thoughts. Hailey recalled erotic finger ridges polishing peg shaped nipple grit like salmon. --- TAINT --- "Ohh, you rememberrr--" Gwen erotically grunted. The sinister temptress cuddled her tilted neck cream and nibbled tomato lip stain. "Mmmm--" Gwen shimmied beyond distended vocal serrations. Hailey pointed mango brows at her agitated nose pleats and checked Lloyd's eye coals. --- CLEAN --- "Ohh, you rememberrr--" Gwen's disturbing image erotically hummed. The sinister temptress cuddled her tilted neck cream and nibbled tomato lip stain. "Mmmm--" Gwen shimmied past distended vocal serrations. Hailey pointed mango brows at her agitated nose pleats and checked Lloyd's eye coals. --- TAINT --- "Uhhh--" Lloyd cautiously grumbled. "You're-- talking about Gwen, I take it?" Hailey sprouted tangerine capped finger cream in front of her pissy chest polka dots. --- CLEAN --- "Uhhh--" Lloyd cautiously grumbled. "You're-- talking about Gwen, I take it?" --- TAINT --- "What the fuck is that bitch's problem??" Hailey demanded using agitated mouth flaps. Hailey stacked hateful forearm limestone and cherished a caring breath from Lloyd. --- CLEAN --- "What the fuck is that bitch's problem??" Hailey snapped while sprouting mango claws. --- TAINT --- "You know she's lying, right?" Lloyd thoughtlessly offered. --- CLEAN --- "You *know* she's lying, right?" Lloyd stressed after sharing an uneasy breath. --- TAINT --- "Fuckin' *right* I did!" Hailey violently exploded. The fiery vixen acknowledged Lloyd's cocoa cheek sprouts with tangerine digit caps. "If she tries any more-- shit like that, I'll slice her FUCKIN' THROAT!!" Lloyd studied his hasty cabin cohort with cautious eye coals and downed nervous spit. --- CLEAN --- "Fuckin' *right* I did!" Hailey exploded before signaling Lloyd's cocoa cheek sprigs. "If she tries any more-- shit like that, I'll slice her FUCKIN' THROAT!!" Lloyd studied his hasty cabin cohort with cautious eye coals and downed nervous spit. --- TAINT --- "Shhhit--" Hailey discharged from trembling mouth rims. Lloyd's agitated passenger swatted a steamy ocular bead and checked his cornea coals. "I'm fuckin'-- pissed, Lloyd," Hailey artlessly blathered. "God damn it!" --- CLEAN --- "Shhhit--" Hailey gushed before swatting ocular beads and checking Lloyd's eye coals. "I'm fuckin'-- pissed *off*, Lloyd. God DAMN IT!!" --- TAINT --- "Ohh, Hai-leyyy--" Lloyd delicately croaked. Lloyd parked his Cammy near a curb and yanked a brake lever that croaked like a frog. He retrieved his car keys and sifted feral eye emeralds piercing Hailey's glasses. He nuzzled Hailey's cheek custard and grazed her sopping visual flaps with his thumb. "For-get about her, Hailey," the warm-hearted hot-rod driver gingerly instructed. Hailey sifted slate ridges and rusted slivers forming Lloyd's cryptic pupil facets. Bismuth coated speech flaps formed a fascinated smile along Hailey's birch jaw line. The adoring cabin companions capsized and wove salmon oral blossoms with lip menthol. Lloyd captured Hailey's top end speaking wax and siphoned her frosty mouth meat. Hailey relocated her antsy oral drapes and extruded Lloyd's upper pucker frame. --- CLEAN --- "Hayyy-ley--" Lloyd delicately croaked. Lloyd parked his Cammy by a curb and crunched a brake lever, then retrieved his keys. He nuzzled Hailey's feral cheek pine and grazed sopping visual flaps with his thumb. "For-gehht about her." Hailey sifted Lloyd's cryptic pupil rust and formed a tender grin with speech tulips. The adoring cabin companions wove salmon speech blossoms and trumpeting menthol. Lloyd captured Hailey's top end speaking wax and siphoned her frosty mouth meat. Hailey relocated antsy palate drapes and extruded Lloyd's upper pucker frame. --- TAINT --- "Of course, she ee-is--" Lloyd expelled past playful chuckles. Hailey viewed Wednesday curbing cherry skirt checks and lip arcs beyond her bicep. Wednesday's grinning mouth sorbet and teeth sleet extracted giggles from her friend. "Go ahead, Hailey," Lloyd kindly instructed. "I'm gonna go-- finish some homework." Hailey faced her caring chauffeur and exhaled a flustered breath using mouth bismuth. --- CLEAN --- "Of course, she ee-is--" Lloyd expelled past playful chuckles. Hailey eyed her bud's sorbet lip arcs and teeth sleet by her door, making her giggle. "Go ahead, Hailey," Lloyd kindly instructed. "I'm gonna go-- finish some stupid-ass homework." Hailey faced her caring chauffeur and exhaled a sorrowful breath using mouth bismuth. --- TAINT --- "Can we go-- do something, tomorrow?" Hailey sternly prompted. --- CLEAN --- "Can we go-- do something, tomorrow?" Hailey affectionately prompted. --- TAINT --- "I have *B*-lunch every day," Hailey eagerly explained. Lloyd steadied upturned palms in front of his cookies and cream streaked shoulders. --- CLEAN --- "I have *B*-lunch every day," Hailey shared, prompting Lloyd to hoist upright palms. --- TAINT --- "Ahhh-- me, too," the chocolate stranded deviant agreeably croaked. Lloyd rocked coal and ivory deltoid stripes beside his walnut neck leather. "Wanna-- go to lunch with me, tomorrow?" The carrot filamented damsel snatched her affectionate companion's masculine fingers. --- CLEAN --- "Ahhh--" the shaggy deviant agreeably croaked before shrugging. "Me, too. Wanna-- go to lunch with me, tomorrow?" Lloyd's excited, carrot stranded passenger snatched his masculine knuckle extensions. --- TAINT --- "Of courrrse!" Hailey beamed. "Yeah-- *Hell* yeah!" Hailey directed thoughtful emeralds along the upper, right corners of her eyes. "Pretty sure Wednesday has B-lunch, toooo--" Hailey considerately purred. "But, she has A-lunch on A-days." The ginger haired intellectual crumpled brow sherbet grazing oblong optic crystals. "Can she-- come with us tomorrow? I'd hate to leave her out." --- CLEAN --- "Of courrrse!" Hailey beamed. "Yeah-- *Hell* yeah!" The cardomom damsel probed her upper, right eye flaps with thoughtful emeralds. "Pretty sure Wednesday has B-lunch, toooo-- But, she has A-lunch on A-days." The ginger haired intellectual crumpled brow sherbet grazing oblong optic crystals. "Can she-- come with us tomorrow? I'd hate to leave her out." --- TAINT --- "Well, of *course* Wednesday can come with us," Lloyd joyously obliged. Lloyd ratcheted cocoa brows to his hair line and flaunted a cautionary index finger. "You're pretty-- damn sexy though, Hailey Holloway." Hailey's carnation lacquered mouth frames formed a mousy grin along her pasty chin. "I might beee-- kissing all over you," Lloyd playfully foretold. "You know, I might not be able to control myself." Hailey lapped smiling oral frosting and gazed at Lloyd's chocolate pupil shutters. --- CLEAN --- "Well, of *course* Wednesday can come with us," Lloyd obliged while parading a digit. "You're pretty damn sexy though, Hailey Holloway." Hailey's carnation lacquered mouth frames formed a mousy grin along her pasty chin. "I might beee-- kissin' all over you?? Ya know, I might not be able to control myself." --- TAINT --- "Welp, that's *her* fuckin' problem," the ginger damsel earnestly retorted. "She can get her *own* Lloyd." --- CLEAN --- "Well, that's HER fuckin' prah-blem!" the ginger damsel earnestly retorted. "She can get her *own* Lloyd." --- TAINT --- "O-Okay, then," Lloyd extruded past clumsy cackles. "That sounds great. I'll meet you in the parking lot." Lloyd tugged Hailey's fingers and tipped her peppermint lips against his pucker rims. He grasped her velvet cheek and neck pine before siphoning frigid trumpeter glaze. Hailey tilted her grateful precipice limestone and tamped Lloyd's startled face hole. --- CLEAN --- "O-Okay, then," Lloyd extruded past clumsy cackles. "That sounds great. I'll meet you in the parking lot." Lloyd tugged Hailey's fingers and tipped her peppermint lips against his pucker rims. He grasped velvet cheek and neck limestone, then siphoned frigid trumpeter glaze. Hailey tilted grateful precipice velvet before tamping Lloyd's jubilant face hole. --- TAINT --- "mMMmmm--" Lloyd graciously groaned. Lloyd retrieved his pleasured facial openings from Hailey's flamingo waxed smoochers. "You see what I *mean*?" Lloyd delightedly requisitioned. Hailey chuckled and grazed Lloyd's chocolate cheek fluffs with tangerine finger caps. --- CLEAN --- "mMMmmm--" Lloyd hummed before retrieving enamored vocal sprouts. "You see what I *mean*?" Hailey chuckled, then grazed Lloyd's arabica cheek fluffs with tangerine finger caps. --- TAINT --- "I'm gonna have the same prah-blem," Hailey shamelessly disclosed. "Sooo--" Lloyd expelled a vacant cackle and solemnly searched his blue jean lap ridges. --- CLEAN --- "I'm gonna have the same prah-blem. Sooo--" Lloyd expelled a vacant cackle before solemnly searching his blue jean lap ridges. --- TAINT --- "You knowww--" Lloyd ominously groaned. Hailey searched her locomotion companion's chocolate forehead coils and squinted. --- CLEAN --- "You knowww--" the troubled maverick ominously groaned. Hailey examined her locomotion companion's chocolate forehead coils and squinted. --- TAINT --- "Uhh-- Lloyd, what?" the mango filamented mistress demanded. Lloyd sifted Hailey's cornea kiwis and watched pissy pleats buckle her nasal chute. "Aww!" Hailey snarled past mortified vocal ridges. "That fuckin'-- bitch, again?!" Lloyd obscured cookies and cream peck striations using apologetic palms. --- CLEAN --- "Uhh-- Lloyd, what?" the tangerine topped mistress demanded. Lloyd sifted Hailey's cornea kiwis and watched pissy pleats buckle her nasal chute. "Awww! That fuckin'-- bitch, again?!" --- TAINT --- "Well, yeahhh--" Lloyd somberly croaked. Hailey's espresso fluffed chauffeur oscillated his festering pointer finger. "That little, ly-eeeng--" Lloyd absently rattled. Hailey collected Lloyd's masculine knuckle extensions and flaunted her chest pine. --- CLEAN --- "Well, yeahhh--" Lloyd croaked while flaunting apologetic finger steel. Hailey's espresso fluffed chauffeur oscillated his festering pointer finger. "That little-- ly-eeeng--" Hailey snagged Lloyd's digits and paraded chest pine splitting dalmation shirt spots. --- TAINT --- "I-- believe you," Hailey tenderly disclosed. Lloyd exhaled a grateful breath and sifted his indigo lap denim with rocking cheeks. Hailey examined her grim cohort's precipice rust and grazed his cocoa temple sprouts. "I didn't know that was so important to you," the ginger haired maiden explained. "*I'm* sorry." --- CLEAN --- "I-- believe you," Hailey tenderly disclosed. Lloyd exhaled a grateful breath and sifted blueberry lap denim with rocking cheeks. Hailey examined her grim cohort's precipice rust and grazed his cocoa temple sprouts. "I didn't know that was so important to you. *I'm* sorry." --- TAINT --- "Well, it *is*," Lloyd thoughtlessly blurted. Lloyd pecked Hailey's knuckle birch with pleased lips and probed her ocular emeralds. "I only-- ever dated one other girl," Lloyd cautiously divulged. "And, it didn't go very well for me. And-- I *never* went out with that stupid skank, Gwen. What the fuck??" --- CLEAN --- "Well, it *is*," Lloyd painfully blurted. Lloyd pecked Hailey's knuckle birch with pleased lips and probed her ocular emeralds. "I only ever-- dated one other girl. And, it didn't go very well for me," Lloyd divulged. "And-- I *never* went out with that stupid skank, Gwen. What the fuck??" --- TAINT --- "Ohh-kay," Hailey brashly settled. "I be-lieeeve you." Lloyd breached an ozone carpeted seat divider and cradled Hailey's satin shoulders. He kissed Hailey's temple sherbet and nuzzled her neck custard with his face amber. "awww--" Hailey absently chimed. She snuggled Lloyd's coffee scalp fluffs with her cheek cream and closed her eyes. --- CLEAN --- "Oh-kay-ayy--" Hailey puffed across indulgent chuckles. "I be-lieeeve you." Lloyd cuddled Hailey's shoulders, then kissed her temple mango and nuzzled her cheek. --- TAINT --- "Thank you for believing me," Lloyd graciously conferred. Lloyd constricted Hailey's polka dot rib wrap and released her birch trunk pudding. "Now, go-- conspire with your little sidekick about me," Lloyd instructed. "I'm sure she's dying to know how our date went." Hailey chuckled and suspended her licorice purse harness from her shoulder. --- CLEAN --- "Thank you for believing me," the fuzzy colt conferred before freeing rib polka dots. "Now, go-- conspire with your little sidekick about me. I'm sure she's dying to know how our date went." Hailey belted joyous chuckles, then dismally hoisted her licorice purse harness. --- TAINT --- "You have nooo i-deeea--" Hailey ominously hooted. Hailey breached Lloyd's seating space with a steamy smooch and studied his eye coals. "Thanks for asking me out, Lloyd. Maybe tomorrow we can spend some time, you know-- enjoying each other's company. *That* sort of thing." --- CLEAN --- "You have no ayy-deeea--" Hailey hooted before pecking Lloyd's lips and probing his eyes. "Thanks for asking me out, Lloyd. Maybe tomorrow we can try, you know-- actually enjoying each other's company a little bit? *That* sort of thing??" --- TAINT --- "Well, thanks for giving me a sh-ot," Lloyd huffed between laughing mouth seams. Hailey yanked a chrome door grip shaped like an "L" and nudged robin egg port vinyl. Wednesday pulled Lloyd's right end hatch away from the body of his Cammy. Hailey swiveled her baseball kneecaps above torn vinyl bordering her seat. She guided angular mats stabilizing her suede footwear onto gritty concrete. Vinyl shoulder licorice swooped Hailey's translucent hand bag beside her hip denim. The flame stranded damsel leaned inside Lloyd's automobile and waved good-night. --- CLEAN --- "Well, that sounds grea-eat," Lloyd huffed among snickering mouth seams. Hailey yanked a chrome door grip shaped like an "L" and nudged robin egg door vinyl. Wednesday tugged steel ozone and watched Hailey's knee onions grip lemon seat foam. The ginger doe braced cement grit with angular boots and situated her crystal purse. --- TAINT --- "I'll see you tomorrow, Lloyyyd," Hailey joyously hummed. --- CLEAN --- "I'll see you tomorrow, Lloyyyd," Hailey hummed while waving across Lloyd's cabin. --- TAINT --- "Bye, Haileyyy--" Lloyd triumphantly hooted. The coffee mopped hoodlum flaunted charcoal bangs grazing Wednesday's forehead ivory. "Wanna go to lunch with us tomorrow, Wednesday?" Lloyd earnestly proposed. Wednesday planted left foot tar caps and extended raven bosom silk from rosy hip checks. --- CLEAN --- "Bye, Haileyyy--" Lloyd triumphantly hooted. The coffee mopped hoodlum signaled charcoal bangs grazing Wednesday's forehead ivory. "Wanna go to lunch with us tomorrow, Wednesday?" Wednesday perched left foot tar caps and reared silk bosom tar above rosy hip checks. --- TAINT --- "Of *course* I'll go to lunch with you guyyys," Wednesday obliged. Wednesday sank Hailey's chair vinyl with velvet shins and strapped Lloyd's shoulders. "Sounds great!" Wednesday embedded plantar pleats with hiny hatches and endured Lloyd's arm steel. --- CLEAN --- "Of *course* I'll go to lunch with you guys!" Wednesday beamed while bracing Lloyd's neck. The excited goth girl bedded foot pleats with hiny hatches along Hailey's seat vinyl. "Sounds great!" --- TAINT --- "Good night, Lloyd!" Wednesday beamed. The graphite stranded vixen permeated concrete tree bark with the soles of her feet. She hurled Lloyd's baby blue Cammy hatch and joined Hailey in waving at his window. Lloyd ignited a V-8 engine and blasted eerie dusk gasses with front end street lamps. Lloyd's primer coated trunk topper flaunted robin egg paint patches and formed a lip. Oblong, tomato lamp tridents marked the outer points of Lloyd's back car closet. Triple pineapple lenses separated the cherry crystals from cauliflower lantern trios. Flashes firing the Cammy's brake panel rubies signaled its departure from the curb. Right hand daisy bursts prognosticated the vehicle's arrival at a nearby stop sign. Hailey's coffee sprouted escort disappeared behind a house near the end of the block. --- CLEAN --- "Good night, Lloyd!" Hailey's chipper chum broadcasted. Wednesday permeated walkway tree bark with plantar satin before hurling Lloyd's door. Lloyd sparked V-8 pistons and illuminated dusk gasses while the girls waved good-bye. Lloyd's primer coated trunk topper flaunted robin egg paint patches and formed a lip. Upright lamp, tomato tridents framed triple pineapple lenses and onion lantern trios. Flashes firing the Cammy's brake panel rubies signaled its departure from the curb. Right hand corn bursts led the vehicle past a nearby stop sign before it disappeared. --- TAINT --- "My feet are killing me," Hailey complained. Hailey's cotton candy digits gripped a tooth fastener resembling a tiny arrow head. Wednesday extended Flippo gold beside an ivory cigarette tube escaping her ruby lips. --- CLEAN --- "My feet are killing me," the coolant stranded dutchess complained. Hailey's cotton candy digits gripped a tooth connector resembling a tiny arrow head. Wednesday extended Flippo gold beside an ivory cigarette tube cleaving her ruby lips. --- TAINT --- "That's because you never wear heels," Hailey's licorice stranded friend conjectured. Wednesday's pitch tipped thumbnail crafted a chime by capsizing a brass lighter top. Hailey dragged a teardrop separator to her rubber arch support with kiwi digit caps. She shucked a rubber heel stump and sanded her heel velvet with indigo ankle suede. She grazed cement frost with plantar satin flaunting teal singed, pistachio toe caps. Wednesday discharged sinus smoke and extended her coffin nail from leading fingers. "*You* guys sure came back, quick," Wednesday curiously commented. "I figured you'd be gone longer." --- CLEAN --- "That's because you never wear heeeels," Hailey's licorice mopped mate conjectured. Wednesday's pitch tipped thumbnail crafted a chime by capsizing a brass lighter top. Hailey yanked a teardrop separator with kiwi talons, then shucked a cocoa heel stump. She graced cement frost with teal singed toe caps while Wednesday fired sinus vapor. "*You* guys sure came back, quick," Wednesday mused while hoisting index stogie digits. "I figured you'd be gone longer." --- TAINT --- "Me and Lloyd hayyy-ted that movie," Hailey expelled using disgusted lip bismuth. Hailey embedded flamingo hip denim with her left ankle and stripped indigo boot felt. "We were both sitting there-- thinking it was sooo stupid," Hailey vacantly recalled. The chartreuse stranded mistress dangled spade tipped footwear with tulip digits. --- CLEAN --- "Me and Lloyd hayyy-ted that movie," Hailey aired while husking left ankle boot ozone. "We were both sitting there-- thinking it was sooo stupid." The chartreuse stranded mistress dangled spade tipped foot felt with tulip digits. --- TAINT --- "*That's* funny," Wednesday cheerfully indulged. Wednesday positioned her smoldering tobacco tube beyond ruby lips topping her chin. "Who said they hated it, first?" Hailey acknowledged cotton candy dermis forming her chest using kiwi finger glints. --- CLEAN --- "*That's* funny," Wednesday indulged before crowding ruby lips with fuming tobacco. "Who said they hated it, first?" --- TAINT --- "*I* dihhhd--" Hailey absently reminisced. Hailey admired her sidekick exhaling nicotine mist with surreptitious eye emeralds. "Weee-- ran into Gwen, outside," Wednesday's cactus sprouted cohort grimly commented. --- CLEAN --- "*I* dihhd--" Hailey dawdled while flagging clavicle cotton candy with kiwi claws. Hailey admired her sidekick exhaling nicotine mist with surreptitious eye emeralds. "Weee-- ran into Gwen, outside," Wednesday's cactus sprouted cohort disclosed. --- TAINT --- "And, that *other* girl from our Psychology class--" Hailey diligently recapped. "Allie-- Holmes, I think?" Hailey pointed at her bubble gum chest velvet using unoccupied fingertip chardonnay. "Gwehhhn-- lifted up her shirt in front of us-- and pulled down her bra cups-- and started playing with her tits." Wednesday scanned her friend's eggplant, eye jade screens with mortified cornea ice. "She's like-- c-lawing at her nip-ples??" Hailey rabidly recounted. "And, she tilts her head baaack--" Hailey bucked avocado scalp strands between her scapulas and folded her eye flaps. "And then, she starts mohhh-ning-- 'Ohhh, Lloyyyyyd-- You *like* that, don't youuu'??" --- CLEAN --- "And, that *other* girl from our Psychology class-- Allie *Holmes*, I think?" Hailey acknowledged bubble gum chest velvet using unoccupied fingertip chardonnay. "Gwehhhn-- lifted up her shirt in front of us-- and pulled down her bra cups-- and started playing with her tits." Wednesday scanned her friend's eggplant, eye jade screens with mortified cornea ice. "She's like-- c-lawing at her nip-ples?? And, she tilts her head bahhck--" Hailey bucked avocado scalp wire between her scapulas and folded lustful eye flaps. "And then, she starts mohhh-ning-- 'Ohhh, Lloyyyyyd-- You *like* that, don't youuu'??" --- TAINT --- "Ohh, my Gahhhd--" Wednesday hurled from revolted lip rubies. Wednesday shuffled agitated finger coals in front of her graphite breast linen. "wwWhat did you do??" Hailey gripped her flamingo torched bicep and transposed seaweed tarsal caps. --- CLEAN --- "Ohh, my Gahhd--" Wednesday retched before shuffling anxious finger coals. "What did you do??" Hailey gripped her flamingo torched bicep and transposed seaweed tarsal caps. --- TAINT --- "Yeah, I *did*," Hailey coldly grumbled. Wednesday sifted her friend's sparkling ocular emeralds and exhaled a nervous breath. --- CLEAN --- "Yeah, I *did*," Hailey coldly grumbled. Wednesday sifted her friend's sparkling ocular emeralds and tapped a panicked breath. --- TAINT --- "Hailey what's gonna happen, now?" Hailey's apprehensive cohort grimly prodded. The kiwi filamented damsel skimmed pitch coated gravel forming Wednesday's street. --- CLEAN --- "Hailey what's gonna happen, now?" Hailey's apprehensive cohort pried. The kiwi filamented damsel skimmed pitch coated gravel forming Wednesday's street. --- TAINT --- "I told her she was being a cunt," Hailey vacantly remarked. Hailey greeted her raven haired cohort's cornea sapphires with plum sparked cheeks. "If she tries anything elllse--" Wednesday discarded porcelain cigarette ash and searched her buddy's empty eye jade. Hailey ejected hateful gasses from puffed face lavender and lapped carnation lip wax. Wednesday surfed Hailey's lilac fired blush and drilled uneasy lips with her smoke. Hailey studied orchid sidewalk grit framing her seaweed dotted plantar bubble gum. Hailey's crystal aided pupil limes scanned grape gutters and surveyed Linda Street. Limestone banks corraled two foot cement tiles along the north edge of Linda Park. Cellulose forks exited cocoa trunks, then fawned leaf spades and chlorophyll fingers. Pear sized pine cones bordered a twenty-five foot evergreen facing Wednesday's house. Steel limbs extended pearl, kiwi, and cyan light bowls from towering telephone posts. Emerald park foliage bordered concrete logs framing quartz, slate, and rose gravel. Ash tinted poles departed the oblong pebble well and formed encapsulating tridents. A central post connected the triad apexes and stressed two centralizing uprights. Four sets of stainless steel chains suspended eighteen inch, rubber sitting strips. Cinnamon brown, outer swing cradles surrounded inner, banana peel swooping bungees. Hailey tucked blueberry boot points between her flamingo bicep and plum ribs. She freed neon finger dots from lilac rays and secured Wednesday's pitch digit caps. Wednesday unseated a cigarette parting her ruby lips and exhaled orchid torched mist. --- CLEAN --- "I told her she was being a cunt," Hailey diffused before prodding her pal's eye frost. "If she tries anything elllse--" Wednesday popped ivory ash, then watched her friend's face plums vent hateful gasses. She surfed Hailey's lilac fired blush before drilling grim lip rubies with her smoke. Hailey scanned grape Linda Street gutters beyond her kelp tipped, plantar bismuth. Limestone banks corraled two foot cement tiles along the north edge of Linda Park. Cellulose forks exited cocoa trunks, then fawned leaf spades and chlorophyll fingers. Pear sized pine cones bordered a twenty-five foot evergreen facing Wednesday's house. Steel limbs extended pearl, kiwi, and cyan light bowls from towering telephone posts. Emerald park foliage bordered concrete logs framing quartz, slate, and rose gravel. Ash tinted poles departed the oblong pebble well and formed encapsulating tridents. A central post connected the triad apexes and stressed twin, centralizing uprights. Four sets of stainless steel chains suspended eighteen inch, rubber sitting strips. Cinnamon brown, outer swing cradles surrounded inner, banana peel swooping bungees. Hailey tucked blueberry boot points between her flamingo bicep and plum rib silk. She freed neon finger dots from lilac rays and secured Wednesday's pitch digit caps. Wednesday unseated a cigarette parting her ruby lips and exhaled orchid torched mist. --- TAINT --- "Let's go sit on the swings," Hailey cheerfully proposed. "And-- talk about the *juicy* parts of my date." Wednesday framed ivory mouth chiclets using lip arcs enameled with ruby beeswax. --- CLEAN --- "Let's go sit on the swings," Hailey cheered under lilac veils fogging her eye limes. "Talk about the *juicy* parts of my date." Wednesday framed ivory mouth chiclets with ruby waxed lip arcs under her nose beebee. --- TAINT --- "O-kay!" Wednesday beamed. Hailey escorted her licorice haired companion off of emery textured sidewalk. The girls hustled plantar silk across pointed pavement and invaded cryptic brush. Near the edge of Malley, a caliche road exited Highway 1812 and braved wild mesquite. A half mile south, a second street dropped twenty feet and invaded east bound shrubs. A quarter mile away, warehouse ruins overlooked loose parking bricks like clay pots. Ivy and window lumber wove crooked blocks forming a four story wall facing the road. Three rows of silicate ports and a line of bay doors spanned the crumbling partition. --- CLEAN --- "O-kay!" Wednesday beamed before trailing her ginger escort over emery sidewalk. The girls hustled plantar silk across pointed pavement and invaded cryptic brush. Near the edge of Malley, a caliche road exited Highway 1812 and braved wild mesquite. A half mile south, a second street dropped twenty feet and invaded east bound shrubs. A quarter mile away, warehouse ruins overlooked loose parking bricks like clay pots. Ivy and window lumber wove crooked blocks forming a four story wall facing the road. Three rows of silicate ports and a line of bay doors spanned the crumbling partition. --- TAINT --- Brick end arches framing upright blocks eclipsed dual squares topping vertical panes. Some windows were missing crystal triangles and rhombuses or entire panels. A matching column departed the four story divider along a forty-five degree angle. Windows and bays occupied a half width mortar fence forming a similar apex. Steel shutters one foot tall sealed most of the decrepit building's delivery ports. A teardrop alien precipice spanned rickety door slats underscoring the corner wall. Olive green spray paint contoured pistachio cheek frames and a lime juice chin point. Enamel pearls highlighted almond eye coals reflecting poppy and tangerine flame arcs. Indigo and kiwi shots embossed the alias "theM" along the visitor's forehead spinach. Lemon, tomato, and cyan star dots simulated dusk on top of tarmac and indigo acrylic. --- CLEAN --- Brick ends arched upright blocks topping twin crystal squares above vertical panes. Some windows were missing silicate triangles and rhombuses or entire panels. A matching column departed the four story divider along a forty-five degree angle. Windows and bays occupied a half width mortar fence forming a similar apex. Steel shutters one foot tall sealed most of the decrepit building's delivery ports. A teardrop alien precipice spanned rickety door slats underscoring the corner wall. Olive green spray paint contoured pistachio cheek frames and a lime juice chin point. Enamel pearls highlighted almond eye coals reflecting poppy and tangerine flame arcs. Indigo and kiwi shots embossed the alias "theM" along the visitor's forehead spinach. Lemon, tomato, and cyan star dots simulated dusk on top of tarmac and indigo acrylic. --- TAINT --- A sixties model Voggschwoggen Ladybug tossed mortar dirt planks like hammer confetti. Ivory latex donuts encircled the vehicle's chrome hubcap domes with street treads. Bug sculpted cabin seaweed supported the vehicle's macaroni wheel well moss. Steel hoops framed light beam, insect peepers topping the igloo car's front fenders. Tomato lamps scorched rear end nighttime gasses opposite a peanut scoop trunk hatch. Bubble shaped glass topped an arched dowel dividing the vehicle dome's storage top. Headlight haze scorched spray paint alien artifacts decorating steel bay shutters. --- CLEAN --- A sixties model Voggschwoggen Ladybug tossed dirt mortar planks like hammer confetti. Ivory latex donuts encircled the vehicle's chrome hubcap domes with street treads. Bug sculpted cabin seaweed supported the vehicle's macaroni wheel well moss. Steel hoops framed insect peeper light beams topping the igloo car's front fenders. Tomato lamps scorched rear end nighttime gasses opposite a peanut scoop trunk hatch. Bubble shaped glass topped an arched dowel dividing the vehicle dome's storage top. Headlight haze scorched spray paint alien artifacts decorating steel bay shutters. --- TAINT --- "Get the-- fuck out, dipshit!" Gwen squawked. Gwen snapped indigo digit caps and acknowledged masonry crumbs embracing her boots. "nnNow!!" Gwen shrieked. Pointed mats padding licorice footwear capsized Gwen's cyan vertebrae support. Cocoa strapped thigh custard compacted calf cream departing wadded Achilles leather. Halted chest tomatoes sloshed a graphite tube top below transparent shirt charcoal. Bicep and flank ivory lodging murky trunk coal poised neon talons beside toe spades. Cheek tickling crow silk draped blue jay irises recessing crumpled brow soot. Crow feather bangs topped a popcorn nasal cap and cherry lips framing pissy chiclets. --- CLEAN --- "Get the-- fuck out, disphit!!" Gwen bawked before popping opal claws and signaling road tile. "nnNow!!" Pointed mats padding licorice footwear capsized Gwen's cyan vertebrae support. Cocoa strapped thigh custard compacted calf cream departing wadded Achilles leather. Halted chest tomatoes sloshed a graphite tube top below transparent shirt charcoal. Bicep and flank ivory lodging murky trunk coal poised neon talons beside toe spades. Cheek tickling crow silk draped blue jay irises recessing crumpled brow soot. Crow feather bangs topped a popcorn nasal cap and cherry lips framing pissy chiclets. --- TAINT --- "God-- damn it, Gwen!!" Allie shrieked. Allie departed teal lumbar vinyl and skimmed seaweed door gloss with sheer scapulas. She stabilized centrally poised clodhopper tips among colliding brick fragments. She extended forearm quartz beside clouded stomach ivory and sprouted angry digits. "What-- did I *do*?!" Allie hatefully demanded. The rabid hen braided barbaric knuckle knots from tangerine spotted cream fingers. The Ladybug's driver treasured his quarreling passengers using copper cornea saucers. --- CLEAN --- "God-- damn it, Gwen!!" Allie shrieked before skidding door moss with scapula nylon. The rabid minx braced facing boot tips and sprouted angry digits from pitch ab veils. "What-- did I *do*?!" The Ladybug's driver treasured his quarreling passengers using copper cornea saucers. --- TAINT --- "Ohh, fahhhck--" the Ladybug driver adoringly croaked. "Damn-- chick fights are so hawwwt, yo." Gwen launched Allie by shoving nylon wrapped tits with cookies and cream wrist bands. Allie's licorice stranded noggin intersected the Ladybug's turquoise overhead paint. Her spine veil and tuchus leather struck vinyl seat moss and rider floor steel. Her nose pea and cherry lips popped her knee satin, banging her startled mouth tiles. --- CLEAN --- "Ohh, fahhhck--" the fascinated wheelman adoringly croaked. "Damn-- chick fights are so hawwwt, yo." Gwen launched Allie by shoving charcoal tit veils with cookies and cream wrist bands. Allie's dome bonked teal trim before her back and hiny beat seat vinyl and port zinc. Her nose pea and cherry lips popped knee buttermilk, cracking her jolted mouth tiles. --- TAINT --- "Aahhh!!" Allie cried. Allie tossed jaw length scalp graphite among her crystal jacketed scapula chalk. --- CLEAN --- "AAaahh!" the wilted doe cried while tossing trim scalp soot among murky spine chalk. --- TAINT --- "Whoa fuhhhck, dude--" the Ladybug's infatuated driver purred. "Sooo fuckin'-- hawt, yo." The wheelman stretched defiant t-shirt artwork above his pasty abdomen gristle. He grazed caramel belly sprouts connecting his sunken navel to his indigo jeans. The Ladybug operator grated his blueberry dick denim using lanky digit claws. "ahhh--" the young man indulgently purred. Gwen secured pale denim encasing her gelatin hips and glared at Allie's ocean eyes. --- CLEAN --- "Whoa fuhhck, dude. So fuckin'-- hawt, yo," the Ladybug's devious operator purred. The infatuated dawdler stretched vivid t-shirt artwork above pasty abdomen gristle. He grazed navel pit sprigs raiding indigo jeans and grated his dick with lanky claws. "ahhhhh--" the young man indulgently purred. --- TAINT --- "You're a fucking *skank*, Allie!" Gwen shrieked from disgusted lip compote. Allie embedded seaweed frame vinyl and cuddled her eyes with defensive wrist ivory. Gwen collected bronze Achilles felt along baby blue denim bundling her curvy rump. "I fuckeeeng--" Gwen hatefully snarled. The pissy pixie hammered Allie's pillowy entrail flanks with her loaded boot vertex. "--*hate* you!!" Gwen maliciously belted. Allie's leather strapped hiny and raven stranded temple greeted decrepit bricks. Sharp steel forming the cabin's lower frame sanded Allie's velvet shoulder blades. --- CLEAN --- "You're a fucking *skank*, Allie!" Gwen fired from disgusted lip compote. "I fuckeeeng--" the wiry minx aired while bracing Achilles felt with curvy rump grit. "--*hate* you!" Gwen spat while popping Allie's pillowy flanks with pointed footwear. The grim gal buffed cabin burs and greeted bricks with hiny pitch and noggin cola. --- TAINT --- "AAaaa--" Allie somberly grunted. Allie cobbled terrified limbs into a fetal position and buried her disgusted face. The Ladybug's driver reached inside his baggy britches and started jerking off. --- CLEAN --- "AAaaa--" Allie aspirated while contriving a fetal pose and burying her leery face. --- TAINT --- "ahhh, yeahh--" the Ladybug's kinky operator obtrusively groaned. The driver tipped amber scalp fluffs between his shoulders and sealed analog peepers. "oohhhh--" the grateful dusk traveler croaked using lengthy mouth rims. The Ladybug handler tamped his lustful incisors and polished a half foot broomstick. "You girls look so fuckin' gooood--" the mop haired driver croaked. Allie plowed scalp licorice and siphoned nighttime frost between claret soaked teeth. --- CLEAN --- "ahh, yeahhh--" the kinky pilot cooed while jerking his cock and tossing scalp straw. "You girls look so fuckin'-- guhhhd, yo," he gushed between tamped incisors. --- TAINT --- "eehhhh--" Allie helplessly cried. "God-- damn it, Gwen! Je-sus!!" Gwen hoisted heartless palm pillows and scoured Allie's pitiful noggin graphite. --- CLEAN --- "eehhh--!" Allie wailed using claret soaked teeth before plowing scalp licorice. "God-- damn it, Gwen! Je-sus!!" --- TAINT --- "*What*, bitch?!" Gwen sadistically probed. "Does that hurt-- pussy?!!" Gwen hammered Allie's black silk kidney veil with the point of her boot. --- CLEAN --- "WHAT, bitch?!" the sadistic, palm hoisting hussie shrieked. "Does that hurt-- pussy?!!" Gwen taunted while drilling Allie's asphalt kidney veil. --- TAINT --- "aAAaaa!!" Allie belted from horrified lip cherries. The Ladybug driver packed his sweaty fingers and sanded his delicate pecker hide. --- CLEAN --- "aAAaaa!!" Allie squealed using horrified lip cherries. The Ladybug driver pecker packed sweaty fingers and sanded his velvet broom stick. --- TAINT --- "ahhhh-- YEAHHHH!!" the perverted pilot viciously howled. "This shit is sooo-- fuckin' good, yo--" Gwen drove a suede boot tip between Allie's murky kidney curtains three more times. --- CLEAN --- "ahhh-- YEAHHHH!!" Gwen and Allie's perverted chauffeur viciously howled. "This shit is so-- fuckin' good, yo." --- TAINT --- "Like-- that-- slutt?!!" Gwen squawked during spiteful vertebrae collisions. Gwen parked a tan spinal beater along pale brick chips cradling her idle footwear. She noticed indulgent wheezing disturbing peaceful, after hours wilderness. She spotted two inch ocular pennies gawking between dirty blonde cheek sloshers. --- CLEAN --- "Like-- that-- slut?!" Gwen squawked while spiking Allie's murky lumbar curtains. Racy panting caused Gwen to check penny coasters parting dirty blonde cheek sloshers. --- TAINT --- "aaAAHH!" the Ladybug driver squawked. "ooOO! ooOOHH!!" Gwen crumpled her disgusted nose tube and ivory temple velvet framing her hazel eyes. --- CLEAN --- "aaAAHH!" the Ladybug driver squawked. "ooOO! ooOOHH!!" Gwen crumpled her disgusted olfactory chute and temple pudding framing hazel peepers. --- TAINT --- "Awww Jesus, Cole--" Gwen grumbled using tomato glossed lips. "You sick fuck. Are you fucking-- serious right now?" --- CLEAN --- "Ahh Jesus, Cole--" the turbulent mistress grumbled using tomato glossed lips. "You sick fahhck. Are you fucking-- serious right now?" Gwen watched a semen half dollar soak Cole's indigo boner denim with grim face cream. --- TAINT --- "aaAAAAHH!!" Cole wailed. "Ah! Ah! Ah!!" Gwen watched a semen half dollar soak blueberry denim covering Cole's boner bulge. "aahhhh--" Cole purred using gratified mouth seams. "ohhh, yeahhhhh--" Gwen polished bewildered facial points with her irritated palm pillow ceramic. Extraterrestrial embellished bay slats disappeared beyond delapidated brick salmon. Guitar pumps intersecting snare taps and hateful lyrics terminated punk rock stanzas. Cole, Gwen, and Allie's friend Kyle inhabited the foreboding warehouse opening. Tomato ball cap plastic webbed Kyle's forehead limestone and overlooked a hat belt. Pumpkin pie scalp strands escaped his noggin net and eclipsed curious ocular scotch. Twin lobe hoops sparked bronze hair coils cradling his left hand acoustic funnels. A grey t-shirt dangled from muscular shoulders framing Kyle's thick neck. A capital "Y" intersected an uppercase "N" smudging Kyle's left peck covering. Kyle's periwinkle jean wads profiled ruby shoe canvas flaunting quartz toe rubber. Kyle's fingertips hoisted an ivory sipping lip feeding cherry beverage plastic. Kyle noticed Cole scouring the crotch of his jeans and pleated revolted brow caramel. --- CLEAN --- "aahhhh--" Cole purred using gratified mouth seams. "ohhh, yeahhhhh--" Alien bay slats rolled up, airing guitar pumps and snare taps weaving hateful lyrics. Kyle's tomato cap webbing bundled bronze forehead strands above curious optic scotch. Twin lobe hoops sparked keratin caramel framing left hand, acoustic funnel limestone. "Y" crossing "N" soot smudged the left peck of Kyle's thick neck, t-shirt concrete. Periwinkle jean wads profiled ruby shoe canvas flaunting porcelain toe rubber. Kyle hoisted lip cream, cherry beverage plastic and spotted Cole scouring dick denim. --- TAINT --- "Awww-- you fucking, gross fuck!" Kyle blurted. Kyle guided quartz colored sneaker platforms across salmon tinted brick fragments. He launched a shin catapult between indigo denim columns showcasing Cole's man junk. Cole snatched his nuts, tilted his head back, and centralized his ocular flapjacks. --- CLEAN --- "Aww, you fucking-- gross fuck!" the pissy stud blurted under revolted brow pleats. Kyle stomped brick fragments and cracked Cole's sloppy man junk with a shin catapult. --- TAINT --- "AAAaaggh!!" Cole snarled between horrified lips. --- CLEAN --- "AAAaaggh!!" Cole grated while clawing his plums and centralizing ocular flapjacks. --- TAINT --- "What did I tell you, Cole?" Kyle impatiently demanded. "Didn't we talk about this??" Kyle pointed between copper pupil slivers consuming the upper half of Cole's face. "I told you, mahhhn-- it's fuckin' nasty. Don't be jerkin' your *cock* in front of everyone, you fuckin' freak!" Cole glared at Kyle's bourbon irises and bared dingy teeth between his long lips. --- CLEAN --- "What did I tell you, Cole?" Kyle demanded while acknowledging Cole's optic copper. "Didn't we talk about this?? I told you, mahhhn-- it's fuckin' nasty. Don't be jerkin' your *cock* in front of everyone, you fuckin' freak!" Cole glared at Kyle's bourbon irises and bared dingy teeth between his long lips. --- TAINT --- "It's under my pants, Kyyyle!!" Cole howled from somber oral flaps. Cole sprouted miserable digits using frail forearms poking out of his flanks. "It's not like anybody could *see* it! Gyahhhd!!" Kyle hammered Cole's inattentive vocal cords with a set of graceful knuckles. Cole clawed his collapsed trachea and planted panicked kneecaps along loose bricks. Gwen ejected sadistic cackles from her strawberry glossed digestive rims. Kyle searched bourbon ocular slivers cleaving Gwen's mascara blossomed cornea flaps. --- CLEAN --- "It's under my pants, Kyyyle!" Cole howled while sprouting grim digits by ab gristle. "It's not like anybody could *see* it! Gyahhhd!!" Kyle popped Cole's aorta, causing him to claw his trachea and implant jolted knees. Sadistic cackles caused Kyle to search bourbon slats cleaving Gwen's mascara pitch. --- TAINT --- "'sup, girly girl?" the mischievous door watcher attentively probed. Kyle stomped brick fragments and settled Cole's door within the Ladybug's teal frame. "Where's your better *half*?" Kyle called above the dome shaped automotive cabin. Gwen tilted irritated precipice custard above her cookies and cream clavicle stripes. --- CLEAN --- "'sup, girly girl?" the tricky greeter chimed while settling Cole's door seaweed. "Where's your better *half*?" Gwen focalized feral precipice custard above cookies and cream clavicle stripes. --- TAINT --- "She's not my 'better half', *Kyle*!" Gwen viciously snapped. Kyle parked beside the Ladybug's rider door and examined withered pavement blocks. Allie's lounging palms braced her nylon spine screen below Cole's passenger hatch. Blue jay peepers under Allie's bangs surveyed vigilant kneecaps guarding her chest. Leather boot tips spanning twenty inches sighted a space between Allie's shins. Kyle directed corneal scotch droplets at Allie's blue raspberry pupil markers. --- CLEAN --- "She's not my 'better half', *Kyle*!" the fiery princess snapped. Kyle joined eye ozone and paired knees topping Allie's gap flaunting boot licorice. --- TAINT --- "Okay, then," the inquisitive bay greeter judiciously conceded. Kyle examined caramel and honey drizzle forming Gwen's penetrating ocular ports. "So when are me and *you* gonna go out on a date?" Kyle playfully demanded. Kyle tipped barley froth along his salmon mouth rims using a crimson sipping bucket. --- CLEAN --- "Okay, then," the bay watcher conceded while sifting Gwen's penetrating ocular honey. "So when are me and *you* gonna go out on a date?" he probed before sipping oat soda. --- TAINT --- "Oh Gahhhd, Kyyyyyle--" Gwen groaned using disgusted lip compote. Allie lifted shivering cream fingers spotted with tangerine beside her ivory cheeks. --- CLEAN --- "Oh Gahhd, Kyyyle--" Gwen grated using disgusted lip compote. --- TAINT --- "Lllloyd Freeman is her--" Allie gravely responded. "--'better half'," the ocean eyed pixie commented while forging pasty digit quotes. Gwen acknowledged blue jay cornea shutters dividing Allie's mascara soaked lashes. --- CLEAN --- "Lloyd Freeman is her-- 'better half'," Allie snarked while forging quotes with mango claws. --- TAINT --- "Shut-up, Allie!!" Gwen rabidly squawked. Kyle examined raven filaments dusting Gwen's icy facial points and bobbed his head. --- CLEAN --- "Shut-up, Allie!!" Gwen squawked. --- TAINT --- "You mean Sal's brother?" Kyle invasively prodded. "How long have *you* two been goin' out??" Allie aimed ozone peepers at Gwen's eye embers and snatched her golden purse links. --- CLEAN --- "You mean Sal's brother? How long have *you* two been goin' out??" Kyle prodded. Allie aimed blue razz irises at Gwen's eye embers and snatched her brass purse links. --- TAINT --- "They're *not*," Allie ferociously snapped. Gwen hoisted menacing boot suede above Allie's fearful face and lunged at her. --- CLEAN --- "They're *not*," Allie snapped, prompting Gwen to heave menacing boot felt. --- TAINT --- "Allieee!!" Gwen hysterically squealed. Allie tensed nylon shoulder mist and covered dish soap irises with apricot eye flaps. She tipped a licorice bag the size of a paperback on top of her leather lap hammock. Kyle expelled fascinated chuckles and examined Gwen's bourbon pupil facets. --- CLEAN --- "Allieee!" Gwen blared, making Allie crumple peach eye flaps and topple tiny bag tar. --- TAINT --- "Fuckin'-- what??" Kyle dubiously questioned. "You're like-- in *love* with him, or what?" Gwen studied Kyle's lip arcs with saxophone irises skimming the corners of her eyes. --- CLEAN --- "Fuckin'-- what??" Kyle blubbered during dubious chuckles. "You're like-- in *love* with him, or what?" Gwen scanned Kyle's lip arcs with saxophone irises tearing the corners of her eyes. --- TAINT --- "Ky-yyyle--" Gwen warned. "Wipe that stu-pid smirk off your *face*." Kyle hoisted thick fingers beside his sympathetic cheeks and showed Gwen his palms. --- CLEAN --- "Ky-yyyle-- Wipe that stu-pid smirk off your *face*," the brunette wench warned. --- TAINT --- "Nah, hey--" Kyle artlessly jabbered. "I mean-- it's fine." Kyle folded sizable forearms along grey cotton fabric bundling his peck cutlets. "You got a crush on the guy. *I* get it." Allie wrung rear scalp soot and scanned cherry drizzled finger cream with ocean eyes. Scored cement boulders five feet wide blanketed the foundations of the warehouse. Lime, teal, and orange rays departed elliptical grates lining aluminum ceiling cones. Dysfunctional lamps remained dark, incorporating spooky spaces with low visibility. Tangerine rails and blueberry braces formed pallet racks lining tin partitions. Stolen shelves unveiled steel skid supports and formed an arc shaped skating surface. Indigo, ivory, coal, tulip, rose, and kiwi graffiti coated the cellulose half pipe. --- CLEAN --- "Nah, hey--" Kyle jabbered while parading thick fingers by sympathetic cheeks. "I mean, it's fine. You got a crush on the guy. *I* get it." Allie wrung rear scalp soot and scanned cherry drizzled finger cream with ocean eyes. Scored cement boulders five feet wide blanketed the foundations of the warehouse. Lime, teal, and orange rays departed elliptical grates lining aluminum ceiling cones. Additional, malfunctioning lamps dampened spooky spaces with low visibility. Tangerine rails and blueberry braces formed pallet racks lining tin partitions. Stolen shelves unveiling primer skid supports formed an arc shaped skating surface. Indigo, ivory, coal, tulip, rose, and kiwi graffiti coated the cellulose half pipe. --- TAINT --- Sammy's flamingo throat snorkel exited t-shirt wine with dual parmesan chest stripes. A charcoal taped skate deck eclipsing Sammy's blueberry thigh denim grated his wrist. Sammy's baggy britches framed black and white canvas checkers topping his insteps. Inch thick mats the color of quartz supported Sammy's coal and ivory sneaker tiles. Sammy tilted crimson cup plastic against upturned lips using carnation nightcrawlers. --- CLEAN --- Sammy's flamingo throat snorkel exited t-shirt wine with dual parmesan chest stripes. A charcoal taped skate deck eclipsing Sammy's blueberry thigh denim grated his wrist. Sammy's baggy britches framed black and white, canvas checkers topping his insteps. Inch thick mats the color of quartz supported Sammy's coal and ivory sneaker tiles. Sammy tilted crimson cup plastic against upturned lips using carnation nightcrawlers. --- TAINT --- "'sup, Ives??" Bernie recklessly blathered. Bernie tipped yeasted suds between his inflated lips and surfed fruity ramp paint. Josh's ocular tar drops targeted Bernie's unset suspenders below downturned brows. Josh capsized his city cruiser and pummeled asphalt tape with sloppy sneaker coal. Bernie elevated his lumpy body meat and ramp roller beside Sammy's piercing eyes. Sammy cemented a phony smirk along the lower edge of his face and bobbed his head. Josh sailed board graffiti with ivory wheels and impacted Bernie's kidney custard. "Sheee-uhht!!" Bernie shrieked above his uprooted forearm and marshmallow bicep. Bernie's back fat, silk wrap and hardwood surf plate pummeled ancient cement shards. Jagged mortar shredded ruby cup plastic and soaked Bernie's shirt with barley soda. Josh balanced his potted metal skate trucks across Bernie and Sammy's guard pipe. He sloshed scrawny arm segments in front of mushroom artwork decorating his t-shirt. --- CLEAN --- "'sup, Ives??" Bernie spat before sipping yeasted suds and surfing fruity ramp paint. Josh ogled Bernie's unset suspenders, then tipped his city cruiser with sneaker coal. Bernie elevated his lumpy body meat and ramp roller beside Sammy's piercing eyes. Sammy cemented a phony smirk along the lower edge of his face and bobbed his head. Josh sailed board graffiti with ivory wheels and impacted Bernie's kidney custard. "Sheee-uhht!!" Bernie shrieked above his uprooted forearm and marshmallow bicep. Bernie's back fat, silk wrap and hardwood surf plate pummeled ancient cement shards. Jagged mortar shredded ruby cup plastic and soaked Bernie's shirt with barley soda. Josh perched guard pipe with skate trucks and sloshed mushroom art with scrawny arms. --- TAINT --- "Wussup, motha fucker?!!" Josh sadistically fired back. Gwen and Allie parked raven scalp strands underneath rolled up, alien bay slats. Allie sniffled cherry nose syrup and grated murky bicep pitch with grim nail embers. --- CLEAN --- "Wussup, motha fucker?!" Josh fired while Gwen and Allie watched under alien slats. Allie sniffled cherry nose syrup and grated murky bicep pitch with grim nail embers. --- TAINT --- "Josh-- what the FUCK?!" Allie demanded. Josh acknowledged Allie's frantic shrieks and lost his footing on unstable grip tape. --- CLEAN --- "Josh-- what the FUCK?!" Allie demanded. Josh regarded the minx's yelps, causing him to lose his footing on rickety grip tape. --- TAINT --- "aaAAHH!" Josh shrieked from panicked digestive seams. Josh's dijon scapula linen struck plywood arcs, then sanded cherry and lime graffiti. His toppling wheelie deck collided with blueberry denim cradling his testicles. "AAAaaa--" Josh expelled between disgusted lips. Allie's horrified digits smothered bloody mouth flaps below grieving blue jay irises. Gwen scanned her feeble cohort and shoved her nylon rib wrap with indigo finger caps. --- CLEAN --- "aaAAHH!" Josh belted before striking plywood, then sanding cherry and lime graffiti. Josh's toppling wheelie deck collided with blueberry denim cradling his testicles. "AAAaaa--!" the dijon draped skater expelled between disgusted lips. Gwen eyed her grim cohort smothering nose claret before shoving her nylon rib wrap. --- TAINT --- "Allie, you FUCK!!" Gwen squealed. Allie dove like a blocked safety and greeted bay bricks with her raven temple twine. Allie's bicep screen and hip leather departed track steel and hammered broken cement. --- CLEAN --- "Allie, you FUCK!" Gwen squealed while mating her buddy's temple tar with bay bricks. Allie's bicep screen and hip leather packed track steel, then hammered broken cement. --- TAINT --- "Whoa--" Cole mindlessly droned. "The fffuck's goin' on in *this* place, yo?" Gwen watched her somber sidekick hug her knees and nuzzle neoprene cloaked arm ivory. --- CLEAN --- "Whoa-- The fffuck's goin' on in *this* place, yo?" Cole mindlessly droned. Gwen watched her somber sidekick hug her knees and nuzzle neoprene cloaked arm ivory. --- TAINT --- "I'm trying to convince Josh and these guys to help us out," Gwen bitterly disclosed. The pissy princess hoisted camel hair, ankle suede along her periwinkle hiny denim. "But, Allieee--" Gwen extracted a piercing shriek by boot gouging Allie's raven misted clavicle. "--is trying to FUCK IT UP!!" the raven haired misery mistress belched. Allie crumpled crystal chest graphite overlooking her crow tinted tube top. Gwen latched tan heel suede and buried her toe point between Allie's softball tits. "Fucker!" Gwen shouted. Gwen moccasin spiked Allie's charcoal clouded chest porcelain two more times. --- CLEAN --- "I'm TRY-ing to convince Josh and these guys to help us out. But, Allieee--" The pissy princess extracted a shriek by boot gouging her chum's raven clavicle mist. "--is trying to FUCK IT UP!!" Gwen appended while Allie wadded crystal chest asphalt. Gwen hoisted tan heel suede along azure hiny grit and popped Allie's softball tits. "Fucker!" the wiry doe yelped before spiking Allie's coal veil, rib ivory twice more. --- TAINT --- "AHHH!" Allie belted beyond agonizing facial compote. Allie pleaded with Gwen's vengeful cornea pennies using hysterical, blue jay irises. "G-wen!" Allie begged. "STOP! Please!!" Sammy carried his skateboard and plastic cup in front of Gwen using skinny fingers. Kyle shoved punk rock t-shirt artwork shrouding Cole's meager lung protectors. --- CLEAN --- "AHH!" Allie belted before presenting Gwen's eye copper with hysterical pupil ozone. "G-wen-- STOP! Please!!" Sammy carried his skateboard and plastic cup in front of Gwen using skinny fingers. Kyle shoved punk rock t-shirt artwork shrouding Cole's meager lung protectors. --- TAINT --- "Move over, perv!" Kyle impatiently bitched. Cole stumbled using white sneaker platforms and scoured his two inch optical discs. --- CLEAN --- "Move over, perv!" Kyle bitched while Cole fumbled mat doves and scoured optic discs. --- TAINT --- "Heyyy--" Cole vacantly protested. "The fahhhck, yo?" Josh rode Ivy's raven shoulder ruffles to the alien bay with his aching arm twigs. He chunked his skateboard between Sammy's shoe checks and fondled his nuts. He directed malicious ocular coals at Allie's blue gelatin cornea facets. --- CLEAN --- "Heyyy-- The fahhck, yo?" Cole vacantly protested. Josh rode Ivy's raven bicep ruffles to the alien bay and pitched his skateboard. He fondled his nuts and directed malicious ocular coals at Allie's ozone sight slats. --- TAINT --- "You'll be lucky if I don't *kill* you, bitch," Josh spitefully spouted. Josh focused on Gwen's brass treated eye shutters using his corneal tar droplets. "The fuck do *you* two want?" the frustrated ramp scooter demanded. Gwen folded cookies and cream wrist streaks and shoved Kyle's ash tinted rib fabric. Kyle sprouted irritated sausage fingers from walnut forearms departing his abs. --- CLEAN --- "You'll be lucky if I don't KILL you, bitch," Josh spat before mining Gwen's eye ale. "The fuck do *you* two want?" Gwen shoved Kyle with milk and cookie ulna marks, causing him to sprout wiry fingers. --- TAINT --- "Hey!" Kyle barked. Gwen paddled loose concrete and parked tan boot spades beside Josh's sloppy shoes. She directed hazel peepers at Josh's ocular coals and situated her tulip bag strap. --- CLEAN --- "Hey!" Kyle ejected from baggy trunk ash. Gwen paddled loose concrete and faced Josh's cola shoe scraps with tan boot spades. --- TAINT --- "I know who killed Travis," Gwen somberly proclaimed. Josh unveiled dubious teeth and pointed scotch brow marks at skeptical nose pleats. --- CLEAN --- "I know who killed Travis," Gwen declared, urging Josh to pleat dubious brow scotch. --- TAINT --- "Who da fuck said my brother was *dead*??" Josh joylessly demanded. Josh clawed Gwen's clavicle coal streaks and dislodged her stubborn nesting pedals. He greeted Gwen's upper face satin with forehead gristle and scanned her fiery eyes. "Who TOLD you that?!" the amber coiled skateboarder requisitioned. Gwen pointed raven brows at her chickpea nasal tip and grated impatient chiclets. She snatched Josh's dijon bicep linen using blueberry spotted finger velvet. --- CLEAN --- "Who da fuck said my brother was DEAD??" Josh wrung before lofting Gwen's travel pedals. "Who *told* you that?!" the amber coiled skater blared under Gwen's forehead satin. Gwen sawed chiclets below her nose pea and clawed Josh's bicep dijon with nail ozone. --- TAINT --- "BULL-shit!" Josh screamed back. "Don't *fuck* with me, you lying bitch." Gwen shoved Josh's shirt fungus with velvet boots and vacated his dismissive digits. She perched ox skin footwear along cement debris next to Josh's unstable sneakers. --- CLEAN --- "BULL-shit! Don't *fuck* with me, you lying bitch!!" Josh fired back. Gwen shoved Josh's shirt fungus with velvet boots and vacated his dismissive digits. --- TAINT --- "Her name is Hailey Holloway!" Gwen anxiously shrieked. Josh wrinkled bewildered ocular rims and flaunted his clavicle with upturned palms. --- CLEAN --- "Her name is Hailey Holloway!" Gwen ejected after perching jigsaw cement. Josh wrinkled bewildered ocular rims and flaunted his clavicle with upturned palms. --- TAINT --- "Who the fuck-- is *that*?" Josh mindlessly blathered. Josh's loosely clad skeleton impacted concrete points framing Ivy's thick boot mats. Bernie spanned Josh's scapulas and squeezed his neck against beer soaked man tits. --- TAINT --- "Who the fuck-- is THAT?" Josh gabbed before banging mortar with loosely clad joints. --- TAINT --- "Fuckin'-- push me off the ramp, ya dick-head?!" Bernie belched beside Josh's scalp sprouts. "I'm 'bout ta-- beat your scrawny ass!" Josh collected his lengthy knuckle extensions along Bernie's marshmallow wrists. --- CLEAN --- "Fuckin'-- push me off the ramp, ya dick-head?!" Bernie aired while lacing Josh's neck. "I'm 'bout ta beat your scrawny ass!" --- TAINT --- "Man-- fuck you, Bernieee!" Josh squeezed out of flattened vocal striations. "You fat motha fucker! *You* can take it!!" Josh ejected desperate lung contractions past his bony cheeks and lanky wind pipe. Ivy mashed cherry lips under frantic eye limes using licorice dotted finger custard. Sammy nestled his cotton candy cheeks and spiked hair straw along Bernie's shoulder. He scanned his cohort's face jelly with bourbon eye drops and sculpted a phony smile. --- CLEAN --- "Man FUCK you, Ber-nie!" Josh wheezed while crimping his cohort's marshmallow wrists. "You fat motha fucker! *You* can take it!!" Josh piped wild huffs while Ivy tore cherry lips with licorice claws under eye limes. Sammy nestled Bernie's shoulder with lemon hair spikes and sculpted a phony smile. --- TAINT --- "Bernieee--" Sammy groaned using devious voice segments. "Let's all just cahhhlm dowwwn--" Bernie dislodged Sammy's slender jaw using his crimson banded bicep gelatin. --- CLEAN --- "Bernie, let's all just cahhlm dowwwn--" Sammy grated before having his jaw jerky jarred. --- TAINT --- "Man-- fuck you, Sammy!" Bernie viciously belched. "Step off, bee-otch!" Sammy popped Bernie's claret Nazi haters using insidious, carnation nightcrawlers. --- CLEAN --- "Man FUCK you, Sammy!" Bernie blared. "Step off, bee-otch!" Sammy popped Bernie's claret Nazi haters using insidious, carnation nightcrawlers. --- TAINT --- "BER-nieee!!" Sammy relentlessly antagonized. Bernie purged Josh from his bicep mousse and strapped Sammy's neck with finger fat. --- CLEAN --- "BER-nieee!!" Sammy cawed, egging Bernie to purge his bicep and plow Sammy's throat. --- TAINT --- "Motha FUCK-er!" Bernie rabidly shrieked. Bernie extracted cackles like clown horn toots by sloshing Sammy's tulip face hide. "You think that's funny, freak-boy?!" Bernie recklessly howled. "Huh??!" Josh liberated Sammy's slender aorta by elbow dropping Bernie's rear spine cellulite. --- CLEAN --- "Motha FUCK-er!" the hefty skateboarder shrieked. Bernie extracted cackles like clown horn toots by sloshing Sammy's tulip face hide. "You think that's funny, freak-boy?! Huh??!" Josh liberated Sammy's slender aorta by elbow dropping Bernie's rear spine cellulite. --- TAINT --- "Haa! Haa! Haaaa!!" Sammy ferociously honked. "Better watch those mannn titties, chunky britches," Sammy whimsically teased. Sammy wound areola nuggets deforming Bernie's shirt silk with egg beater digits. --- CLEAN --- "Haa! Haa! Haaaa!!" Sammy ferociously honked. "Better watch those mahhn titties, chunky britches." Sammy wound areola nuggets deforming Bernie's shirt silk with egg beater digits. --- TAINT --- "AAAAAAHH!!" Bernie shrieked from horrified lip blubber. Josh taunted Bernie's wild, pupil robin eggs with his walnut pigmented index fingers. --- CLEAN --- "AAAAAAHH!!" Bernie belted while Josh taunted wild, ozone peepers with index walnuts. --- TAINT --- "YeaAAHH!" Josh proudly cried. "Wussup, kihhhd!?" Kyle tossed Josh's skateboard between lanky digits overlooking his t-shirt mushroom. Josh extended his gravel taped sidewalk roller beyond his dijon humerus textile. "Here come dat kihhhd, Josh Griffin--" the curly haired hoodlum commentated. "Up to da plate with the ol' Louisville shlugga--" Josh hammered spinal gelatin dividing Bernie's shoulder blades with his wheel axle. --- CLEAN --- "YeaAAHH! Wussup, kihhd!?" Josh cried before Kyle tossed him his skateboard. Josh uncovered his t-shirt mushroom by extending a maple deck beyond humerus dijon. "Here come dat kihhd, Josh Griffin-- Up to da plate with the ol' Louisville shlugga." Josh hammered spinal gelatin dividing Bernie's shoulder blades with his wheel axle. --- TAINT --- "You think some fuckin'-- little, skank bitch knows what happened to my brother?" Josh dubiously probed. Gwen examined Josh's eye coals and grazed tomato lip gloss using dainty mouth meat. --- CLEAN --- "You think some fuckin'-- little, skank bitch knows what happened to my brother?" Josh probed. Gwen examined Josh's eye coals and sanded tomato lip gloss using dainty mouth meat. --- TAINT --- "She *killed* him-- you fuck!" the graphite haired troublemaker impatiently blurted. Josh scoured Gwen's amber eyes and glimpsed raven brows pleating her fiery nose tube. "And, her little-- bitch friend!" Gwen snapped. "Wednesday Williams!!" Josh swiveled using floppy sneaker soles and approached his licorice haired cohort. --- CLEAN --- "She *killed* him-- you fuck!" the auburn witch blurted under fiery nasal pleats. "AND, her little-- bitch friend! Wednesday Williams!!" Josh swiveled using floppy sneaker soles and approached his licorice mopped cohort. --- TAINT --- "G-wennn--" Josh doubtingly croaked. "How can you *know* all of this?" Gwen pounded ocean denim wrapping her anxious hip cellulite using ivory finger knots. --- CLEAN --- "G-wehhn-- How can you KNOW all of this?" Josh prodded, making Gwen pop sea hip grit. --- TAINT --- "Josh-- homicide came by our class this morning!" Gwen shouted back. "This guy with a-- stupid trench coat took Hailey down the hall for like-- twenty minutes." The pissy damsel folded her agitated limbs on top of cookies and cream chest streaks. "Everybody at school knows she did it." Josh examined edgy bicep veils supporting Allie's lounging carcass by the alien bay. Cole crowded Allie's shivering shoulders and offered his sweat coated cock jerkers. Allie diverted revolted face porcelain and flaunted her horrified palm velvet. --- CLEAN --- "Josh-- homicide came by our class this morning!" Gwen shouted. "This guy with a-- stupid trench coat took Hailey down the hall for like-- twenty minutes." The pissy damsel folded her agitated limbs on top of cookies and cream chest streaks. "Ev-rybody at schooool knows she did it." Josh examined edgy bicep veils supporting Allie's lounging carcass by the alien bay. Allie showed revolted palm silk when Cole cowered and offered sweaty cock jerkers. --- TAINT --- "Is that true, fuck-face?" Josh impatiently demanded. Allie searched Josh's ocular tar drops using teal irises embedding panicked brows. She downed dry spit and supported her dubious cohort by nodding sullen cheek ivory. Gwen didn't *know* Hailey and Wednesday were involved with Travis' disappearance. For that matter, there was no way that Gwen could know if Travis was even *dead*. Neither Allie nor her friends knew Hailey Holloway or Wednesday Williams, either. They were ghosts at Glory High. "Well, wudda you want *me* to do about it?" Josh joylessly probed. Bernie's obtrusive arm fat overloaded Josh's narrow shoulders and buckled his knees. His disoriented cornea turquoise searched musty gasses under raven hair spikes. --- CLEAN --- "Is that true, fuck-face?" Josh demanded. Allie searched Josh's eye tar and appeased her snaky chum by nodding dire cheek curd. Gwen didn't know Hailey and Wednesday arranged Travis' exodus or if he was even dead. And, neither Allie nor her friends knew Hailey Holloway or Wednesday Williams. They were ghosts at Glory High. "Well, wudda you want *me* to do about it?" Josh joylessly probed. Bernie buckled Josh's slim shoulders and sifted musty gasses under raven hair spikes. --- TAINT --- "ahhhh--" Bernie somberly vented. The pudgy skateboarder sifted scotch keratin fluffs departing Josh's scalp patch. "What the-- fuck did you mother fuckers *do* to me??" Josh braced his friend's silk shrouded belly custard and helped him stand up. "I want you to-- fuck 'em up, Josh!" Gwen artlessly belched. The pissy vixen upturned disgusted palm satin beside her turtleneck bicep streaks. "What-- do you *think* I want you to do?" --- CLEAN --- "I want you to-- fuck 'em up, Josh!" Gwen belched before flaunting disgusted palms. "What-- do you *think* I want you to do?" "ahhhh--" Bernie vented while searching Josh's scotch keratin fluffs. "What the-- fuck did you mother fuckers *do* to me??" --- TAINT --- "A couple of chicks?" Josh cautiously clarified. Sammy popped Bernie's abdominal gelatin with his cotton candy knuckle extensions. --- CLEAN --- "A couple of chicks?" Josh clarified while bracing his friend's belly custard. Sammy popped Bernie's abdominal gelatin with his cotton candy knuckle extensions. --- TAINT --- "'sup, sohhhn!?" Sammy aggressively imparted. Bernie scoured his treacherous companion's pomegranate and coconut shirt stripes. "We 'bout ta go check out these chicks, yo," Sammy reiterated. Sammy situated Bernie's flabby arm segments across his deltoids and flashed a smirk. "You down for dat, homey?" Bernie expanded disoriented chin cellulite along his silk shammed pectoral mousse. --- CLEAN --- "'sup, sohhhn!?" Sammy imposed while supporting Bernie's flabby arm segments. "We 'bout ta go check out these chicks, yo. You down for dat, homey?" Bernie expanded disoriented chin cellulite along his silk shammed pectoral mousse. --- TAINT --- "Shee-uhht, mahhhn--" Bernie vacantly grumbled. "yeahhh--" Bernie prodded Sammy's bourbon ocular embers and rocked his corpulent face blubber. "Fuck yeah, mahhhn--" Ivy wove her pitch capped corn starch digits between Josh's oak knuckle shafts. Josh studied Gwen's brass pupil slats and poked a chrome tongue cap between his lips. --- CLEAN --- "Shee-uhht, mahhn-- Yeahhh--" Bernie aired before ogling Sammy's cunning eye embers. "Fuck yeah, mahhhn--" Ivy wove Josh's knuckle honey with licorice claws and watched a beebee sand his lips. --- TAINT --- "You're saying these two girls-- killed *all* of them?" Josh curiously posed. Josh confined diligent cornea charcoals using a thin sliver parting his ocular flaps. "Gary and Tate and them?" Gwen sloshed her shoulder length hair licorice with impatient neck striations. "Joe and Tom-Tom?" --- CLEAN --- "You're saying these two girls killed *all* of them?" Josh dubiously posed. "Gary and Tate and them?" Gwen sloshed shoulder length hair licorice with antsy, cookies and cream neck marks. "Joe and Tom-Tom?" --- TAINT --- "Jennifer, Vicky, and Paul are all missing, too," Gwen reminded her lanky host. The scotch sprouted skater huffed a dubious breath past his skeptical digestive arcs. --- CLEAN --- "Jennifer, Vicky, and Paul are all missing, too," Gwen reminded her lanky host. The scotch sprouted skateboarder huffed a skeptical breath past lengthy mouth arcs. --- TAINT --- "*All* of them!" Gwen shouted from irritated oral expansions. Cole cradled Allie's graphite bicep veils while she balanced her pitch boot spades. Allie situated gold purse links along her deltoid nylon using tangerine finger spots. --- CLEAN --- "*All* of them!" Gwen shouted using irritated oral blossoms. Cole cradled Allie's bicep veils while she placed pitch boots and gold purse links. --- TAINT --- "Fahhhck, yo--" Cole inched beyond somber vocal streaks. The slender pervert searched mortified ocular orbs using cinnamon pupil slats. "Fuckin'-- Martin, too?" --- CLEAN --- "Fahhck, yo--" Cole croaked while scouring ocular orbs with cinnamon pupil slats. "Fuckin'-- Martin, too?" --- TAINT --- "Cohhhle--" Gwen hatefully groaned. "We explayyyned this to you--" Gwen hammered her perwinkle hip denim with blueberry speckled digit cream. "On the WAY OVER HERE!!" Cole swirled his shoulders with bourbon hair strands and scanned Gwen's angry face. --- CLEAN --- "Cohhle-- We ex-plained this to you--" Gwen groaned before popping Neptune hip denim. "On the WAY OVER HERE!!" Cole swirled his shoulders with bourbon hair strands and scanned Gwen's angry face. --- TAINT --- "O-kayyy--," Josh impatiently proposed. Josh searched concrete cracks separating worn mats gripping his sneaker graphite. "Let's say I believe you two dipshits." Gwen crushed her ribs with agitated humerous bands and scoured caustic ceiling lamps. --- CLEAN --- "O-kay--" Josh interjected, then searched cement cracks parting worn sneaker asphalt. "Let's say I believe you two dipshits." Gwen crushed her ribs with agitated humerous bands and scanned caustic ceiling lamps. --- TAINT --- "Auggg!!" the licorice stranded damsel furiously belched. Josh wrinkled seething eye cases and peeled lengthy lips off of his aggravated teeth. --- CLEAN --- "Auggg!!" the licorice stranded damsel hatefully belched. --- TAINT --- "Let's say may-beee-- MAYBE I feel like roughin' up, like-- a couple of random girls I've never met," Josh joylessly spat. Gwen directed spiteful brow charcoal down the bridge of her penne sculpted nose. --- CLEAN --- "Let's say may-be-- MAYBE I feel like roughin' up a couple of random girls," Josh conceded. Gwen directed spiteful brow charcoal down the bridge of her penne sculpted nose. --- TAINT --- "Joshhh--" the raven haired vixen coldly hissed. "Fuhhhck you!" Josh crumpled bourbon brow fluffs between his vindictive, cornea tar droplets. --- CLEAN --- "Joshhh-- Fuhhck you!" the raven haired vixen hissed. --- TAINT --- "Heyyy!" Josh bitterly snapped. "Shut-up, motha fucker! Lemme finish!" Gwen aimed smoldering eyes at Josh's livid precipice and gripped her cyan hip denim. Josh acknowledged coal and ivory turtleneck stripes encircling Gwen's frail chest. "Tell me where I can *find* these fuckers," Josh solemnly demanded. "And-- tell me what they look like." Gwen capsized her thoughtful visual pennies and tilted her pissy face porcelain. --- CLEAN --- "Heyyy!" Josh snapped under brow pleats topping vindictive ocular tar. "Shut-up, motha fucker! Lemme finish!!" Gwen paraded ocular embers and clawed periwinkle, hip sand paper with juniper nails. "Tell me where I can *find* these fuckers. And-- tell me what they look like." Gwen capsized thoughtful penny, visual slats and tilted pissy precipice porcelain. --- TAINT --- "Wellll--" Gwen fumbled between frustrated mouth seals. "Hailey's a little-- ugly, skinny, red-headed bitch." Josh admired Gwen leveling blueberry tipped cream fingers beside her licorice locks. "She's about-- five feet tall--" Gwen explained. "Wears glasses." Josh wrinkled mystified ocular frames and shriveled his bewildered, upper oral flap. --- CLEAN --- "Wellll-- Hailey's a little ugly, skinny, red-headed bitch," Gwen joylessly bungled. Josh admired Gwen leveling blueberry tipped cream fingers beside her licorice locks. "She's about five feet tall-- wears glasses--" --- TAINT --- "Red hair?" Josh repeated. "Glasses?" --- CLEAN --- "Red hair?" Josh probed using mystified face caramel. "Glasses??" --- TAINT --- "yyYESSssss--" Gwen impatiently hissed. "And, she *looks* like a bee-utch?" Gwen wrinkled her pissy nasal fixture and peeled tomato lips off of angry incisors. "You can't miss her!" Ivy cuddled dijon skirts fringing Josh's shoulder gristle with quartz arm segments. Ivy's blueberry, plum, and cherry beanie locks grazed Josh's disgusted elbow points. --- CLEAN --- "yyYESSssss--" the spiteful wench hissed before crumpling angry lip tomatoes. "And, she looks like a bee-utch?? You can't miss her!" Ivy cuddled Josh's dijon bicep skirts with blueberry, plum, and cherry beanie locks. --- TAINT --- "She's a little, skinny, white skin-- ghost white bitch with green eyes and red hair and glasses," Gwen mindlessly blathered. Gwen scoured concrete remnants supporting her pointed boots and shook her head. "I don't think she's got-- freckles." Josh shuffled anxious knuckle extensions in front of his agitated pectoral leather. --- CLEAN --- "She's a little, skinny, white skin-- ghost white bitch with green eyes and red hair and glasses," the loopy minx yacked. "I don't think she's got-- freckles," Gwen shared while scouring her pointed boots. --- TAINT --- "You don't *think* she's got freckles?" Josh frantically repeated. "What the fuck, G-wen?! Do you know what she looks like or nahhht??" Gwen cycled blueberry finger caps beyond her apple shaped mammary striations. --- CLEAN --- "You don't *think* she's got freckles?" Josh repeated while shuffling anxious digits. "What the fuck, G-wen?! Do you know what she looks like or nahhht??" --- TAINT --- "She doesn't got-- freckles!" the licorice stranded hen snapped. Gwen bundled coffee streaked arm cream and glared at Josh's molasses corneal drops. "Okay, Josh?? Jeez!" Josh scanned Gwen's smoldering cheek embers and fluttered his annoyed visual flaps. --- CLEAN --- "She doesn't got FRECK-les!" Gwen snapped while stacking her agitated chest streaks. "Okay, Josh?? Jeez!" Josh scanned Gwen's smoldering optical embers and fluttered annoyed visual flaps. --- TAINT --- "She has-- red hair," Josh cautiously reflected. "Like-- strawberry red?" Gwen used her brass pupil facets to probe her upper eye sockets, thoughtfully. --- CLEAN --- "She has-- red hair," the amber sprouted skater hatefully reflected. "Like-- strawberry red?" Gwen probed upper eye makeup with vacant, brass pupil facets parting licorice locks. --- TAINT --- "O-kayyy," Josh triumphantly chimed. "Now, we're *getting* somewhere." Josh stroked his slender chin inquisitively using walnut pigmented nightcrawlers. "And-- long hair?" Josh joyously prodded. "Short hair?" Gwen grazed her cookies and milk deltoid bands with blueberry tipped cream fingers. --- CLEAN --- "O-kay-- now, we're GETTING somewhere," Josh chimed while sanding curious chin amber. "And-- long hair? Short hair?" Gwen grazed cookies and milk deltoid striations with blueberry tipped cream fingers. --- TAINT --- "Sorta lawwwng," Gwen vacuously described. "Like myyyne." Josh crinkled analytical cranium jerky embossing his attentive ocular coals. --- CLEAN --- "Sorta lahhng," the graphite mopped damsel vacuously described. "Like myyyne." Josh crumpled analytical forehead jerky embossing attentive ocular molasses. --- TAINT --- "And-- what's the other one's name?" Josh meticulously posed. Gwen's shriveled face ceramic excised poppy speaking wax from her ivory mouth pearls. --- CLEAN --- "And-- what's the other one's name?" Josh meticulously posed. Gwen excised poppy lip wax from spiteful speech pearls among shriveled face ceramic. --- TAINT --- "wwWednesday!" Gwen breathlessly cried. Gwen pounded her periwinkle hip denim with blueberry embellished digit knots. "WENDS-dayyy!!" Gwen belted from tomato enameled oral blossoms. Gwen siphoned musty gasses and grated charcoal tit stripes with indigo finger caps. "Ohhh-- my god!" Josh skimmed Gwen's ocular honey drops and sanded his long lips with a tongue beebee. He checked Sammy's grim pupil ale and spotted a fake smirk pleating his tulip cheeks. --- CLEAN --- "wwWednesday!" Gwen shrieked before pounding azure hip denim with juniper nail knots. "WENDS-dayyy!!" Gwen siphoned musty gasses and grated charcoal tit stripes with indigo finger caps. "Ohhh-- my god!" Josh skimmed Gwen's ocular honey drops, then checked Sammy's sinister cheek tulips. --- TAINT --- "You gettin' all this, Sammy?" Josh deviously perused. Sammy rocked his disingenuous face bubble gum in a way that seemed agreeable. --- CLEAN --- "You gettin' all this, Sammy?" Josh deviously perused. --- TAINT --- "Joshhh--" Sammy ominously hissed. "I *got* it, sonnn." Josh ogled Gwen's shoulder length scalp licorice and searing emotive features. --- CLEAN --- "Joshhh--" Sammy hissed while rocking disingenuous face bubble gum. "I *got* it, sohhn." Josh ogled Gwen's shoulder length scalp licorice and searing emotive features. --- TAINT --- "What's this-- other skank look like?" Josh diligently queried. "This Wednesday slut?" Gwen crinkled her disgruntled precipice porcelain like she was eating a raw onion. --- CLEAN --- "What's this-- other skank look like?" Josh queried. "This Wednesday slut??" Gwen crinkled disgruntled precipice porcelain like she was chomping a raw onion. --- TAINT --- "Dark hairrr--" Gwen resentfully sneered. "Like mine." Gwen flaunted her velvet foundation canvas using sapphire tipped finger crystal. "Pale skin--" Gwen flourished cookies and cream bosom streaks with anxious, blueberry digit dots. "She wears-- all black clothes," Gwen bitterly remarked. Gwen sifted top-level optical makeup with imaginative, apple cider pupil facets. "Wellll--" Gwen paraded periwinkle denim encasing her lanky abdominal flanks and hip curves. "Sometimes, she'll wear like-- a red, plaid skirt?" Josh rocked considerate scalp fluffs surmounting his lengthy facial bronze. --- CLEAN --- "Dark hairrr-- like mine," Gwen sneered before flaunting velvet foundation canvas. "Pale skin--" The pissy mistress flourished cookies and cream bosom marks with blueberry talons. "All black clothes--" Gwen retched ahead of sifting top-level eye makeup. "Well sometimes, she'll wear like-- a plaid skirt?" she added while tracing her hips. --- TAINT --- "And, sooo--" Josh dubiously croaked. "Where can we *find* these fuckers?" --- CLEAN --- "And, sooo--" Josh croaked while rocking considerate, scotch scalp fluffs. "Where can we *find* these fuckers?" --- TAINT --- "Shee-uhht!" Sammy wildly squawked. Sammy hammered Josh's mushroom varnished chest xylophone with cotton candy mallets. "Me and Josh and-- Ber-nieee!" Sammy greeted Bernie's robin egg eye quarters with his bourbon visual droplets. --- CLEAN --- "Shee-uhht!" Sammy bawked before popping Josh's 'shroom xylophone with tulip mallets. "Me and Josh and-- Ber-nieee!" --- TAINT --- "Shut the fuck up, Sammy," Bernie belted past graphite spoked cranium fat. --- CLEAN --- "Shut the fuck up, Sammy," Bernie blurted while glaring at his cohort's vision honey. --- TAINT --- "Yeah, kihhhd--" Josh rabidly croaked. Josh tossed Bernie's arm custard and guided Ivy's wrist quartz along his waist dijon. "You ready to fuhhhck some bitches up, baby??" Josh grimly demanded. Ivy checked coal and bronze pupil facets embedding her boyfriend's ocular wells. --- CLEAN --- "Yeah, kihhd--" Josh grated while swapping Bernie's arm mousse for Ivy's wrist ivory. "You ready to fuhhhck some bitches up, baby??" Ivy sifted coal facets bedding her boyfriend's ocular wells with sinister eye kiwis. --- TAINT --- "Hey!" Gwen barked using paranoid mouth wax. Gwen searched Josh, Ivy, Bernie, and Sammy's cocoa, kiwi, cyan, and amber irises. "D-Don't hurt Lloyd, okay?" Gwen instructed. "If-If he's with them, I mean." Gwen diverted wary brow graphite towards satin crumples topping her nasal pipette. "Okay, fuckers??" the fiery vixen impatiently demanded. Josh's eye coals searched Gwen's cornea embers from suspicious optical canopies. --- CLEAN --- "Hey!" Gwen yelped while scouring her friend's cocoa, lime, ozone, and amber peepers. "D-Don't hurt Lloyd, okay? If-If he's with them, I mean." Gwen diverted wary brow graphite towards satin crumples topping her nasal pipette. "Okay, fuckers??" Josh scanned Gwen's cornea embers while oscillating his suspicious tongue beebee. --- TAINT --- "Lloyd?" Josh curiously probed. "Lloyd, like-- Sal's *brother* Lloyd?" Gwen exhaled a cautious breath and tipped her leery cheek porcelain back and forth. "You mean-- *he's* got something to do with this?" Josh belted past wiry face pleats. "That motha *fucker*! I'll *kill* him!!" Gwen sprang her apricot eye flaps and paddled frantic, blueberry finger caps. --- CLEAN --- "Lloyd? Lloyd, like-- Sal's *brother* Lloyd?" Josh prodded. Gwen exhaled a cautious breath and tipped her leery cheek porcelain back and forth. "You mean-- *he's* got something to do with this? That motha *fucker*! I'll *kill* him!!" --- TAINT --- "No! No! No! No! No!" Gwen fumbled between panicked mouth seals. "Hellll-- no!! He's completely innocent!" Josh glided a quarter inch mirror ball sealing his tongue stud between lengthy lips. --- CLEAN --- "No! No! No! No! No!" Gwen fumbled while paddling nail indigo under sprung eye flaps. "Hellll-- no!! He's completely innocent!" Josh crimped curious ocular pitch while gliding tasting chrome across lengthy lips. --- TAINT --- "HEY!!" Gwen shrieked from frustrated, tomato lip wax. Gwen beat periwinkle denim strapping her curvy hips with agitated fist velvet. "NOOO, you fuck!" Josh scrutinized Gwen's saxophone pupil facets below his scotch tinted brow fluffs. --- CLEAN --- "HEY!!" Gwen shrieked while beating periwinkle hip denim with agitated fist velvet. "NOOO, you fuck!" --- TAINT --- "Lloyd Freeman is MINE!!," Gwen hissed beyond desperate oral flaps. "Do you hear me, Josh??!" Josh traded Gwen's eye brass for bourbon irises under Kyle's tomato ball cap belt. Kyle rocked bulging deltoids draping his bicep veal with ash grey t-shirt curtains. --- CLEAN --- "Lloyd Freeman is MINE! Do you hear me, Josh?!" Gwen desperately squealed. Josh traded Gwen's eye brass for bourbon irises under Kyle's tomato ball cap belt. Kyle rocked bulging deltoids draping his bicep veal with ash grey t-shirt curtains. ===================================================================================== The tip of Wednesday's nose sank into soft flesh covering her palm. The underside of Wednesday's hand covered a set of velvet lips. The tip of Wednesday's thumb crushed her right eyelids. The ends of Wednesday's fingers rested on her left hand eye flaps. Raven colored strands flowed from the top of Wednesday's forehead. Charcoal filaments curled over the beginnings of Wednesday's porcelain digits. Crow colored curtains sprouting from Wednesday's scalp draped her temples and cheeks. Pitch tinted ruffles surrounded Wednesday's wrist. The edge of Wednesday's forearm rested on her thigh. Wednesday's opposite wrist laid across red and black plaid blanketing her knees. A lit cigarette dangled from the fingers of Wednesday's free hand. A tiny, ivory colored vortex emerged from a glowing ember. Cherry and coal checks were sandwiched between emerald grass and Wednesday's butt. Pale calves like upside down bowling pins descended from bunched together knees. Wednesday's lower legs became slender ankles separated by twenty inches of nighttime air. Six centimeters of crisp currents divided Wednesday's heels and a concrete square. The balls of Wednesday's feet sank into a surface like sand paper. Tips of pitch capped toes pointed at each other. Wednesday heard a car approaching. Wednesday's fingers dropped off of her face. Tar spotted ivory shafts landed on red and black plaid covering Wednesday's thigh. Wednesday lifted her porcelain cheeks. She looked above raven tinted silk drifting from the tip of her left shoulder. Wednesday's popcorn nasal tip and velvet lip rubies embedded her porcelain palm silk. Her pitch lacquered fingertips and opposable tar cap grazed converse ocular flaps. Charcoal bangs overflowed Wednesday's ivory digits between her graphite cheek drapes. Wednesday's unused wrist cream dangled a stogie across her rose and soot knee plaid. Her checkered tuchus matted emerald grass sprouts beside an ivory tobacco vortex. Parted ankles diverted toppled bowling pin calves underneath coupled kneecap quartz. Tarmac dotted toes piercing sand paper cement hoisted Wednesday's counterposed heels. The languid sidewalk dweller scanned her licorice bicep flap for an approaching car. Twin sets of headlights surrounded an inclined plate. The rectangular sheet was two feet wide. Horizontal edges of a slanted panel were parallel with peaks and crests of surrounding lights. The lower border of a hood deflector sloped away from bases of dual lamps. The front end's ramp was tilted twenty-five degrees from horizontal. The oblong sheet was forged from flattened steel. The extruded metal covering was coated with a layer of slick paint. Protective automotive acrylic was robin egg blue. A vertical crease divided a sloped halogen separator. A tall, slender emblem focalized a central pleat. The cemented marker covered one-third of a sheet metal fold. Three upright streaks adorned the attached insignia. The left hand stripe was periwinkle blue. The central band was the color of tar. A right hand striation was tomato red. Erect logo dividers were framed with zinc plating. Flame colored radiation erupted from rectangles of glass surrounding a creased plate. Potted metal spanned a one foot space below an extruded steel bend. The melded mineral chunk was rectangular. The oblong elemental forging was painted black. Thin, pearl colored letters spanned the middle of the rectangle. Ivory tinted characters were arranged left to right. Quartz digits spelled "CAMMY". A sheet of metal bowed away from peaks of headlights and a leading lamp separator. The steel extrusion was slightly curved. One foot patches of faded, robin egg paint spotted areas of a flattened covering. A set of three foot long, one foot wide holes gashed a square shaped engine cowling. Graphite stained fins a foot long formed vents spanning apostrophe shaped openings. Two and a half feet of laminated glass emerged from the origin of a ripped sheet. A silicate divider sloped away from a drive housing along a twenty-five degree angle. Lloyd and Hailey sat behind a slick, see through panel. Lloyd relaxed beyond the right end of a transparent insect smasher. Hailey unwound below the opposite edge. Lloyd sank into padded, periwinkle colored vinyl. Lloyd's seat covers were torn to shreds. Tufts of sponge colored foam poked out of long, skinny tears. Cocoa strands curled in front of coal colored shutters between Lloyd's eyelids. The tip of Lloyd's nose poked out below chocolate silk sprouting from his forehead. A smirk decorated the lower half of Lloyd's face. Lloyd's cheeks were surrounded by bushy, coffee pigmented sideburns. Polo stripes were sandwiched between Lloyd's shoulder blades and the back of his seat. Black and white shirt streaks crushed periwinkle vinyl ridges like paperback novels. Wrinkles of indigo denim flattened between Lloyd's thighs and light blue seating puffs. Sloppy, black sneakers emerged from dark blue jean wads surrounding Lloyd's ankles. The toe of Lloyd's right sneaker poked a chrome plated rectangle. Zinc treated squares were welded to steel bars curving out of Lloyd's driver's floor. The set of shiny tiles hovered beside an oblong foot pedal. An inclined deflector plate coated with robin egg acrylic divided twin hood beams. Upright zinc slats forged a hood ornament framing ozone, pitch, and tomato acrylic. Elongated digit quartz spelled "CAMMY" across a lower plate that was painted black. Slate fins vented apostrophe ports scarring a curved hood with Neptune paint patches. Lloyd and Hailey inhabited foam sprouted seat cornflower beyond a sloped windshield. Lloyd's eye coals scanned cocoa forehead strands tickling his celery nasal chute. A joyous smirk graced walnut cheek hide between Lloyd's espresso sideburn sprouts. Lloyd's cookies and cream polo stripes and indigo jeans impressed ocean vinyl ridges. His sloppy shoe soot worked a lanky gas pedal and dual foot tiles coated with chrome. Lloyd's left shoe flattened a mirror tinted square beside his driver's door. Bar stock curving out of a reflective switch descended into Lloyd's floorboard. Lloyd's clutch activator squealed like an old mattress. A mound of blue carpet separated Lloyd and Hailey's seats. Black rubber squares were stacked on top of a carpeted hill. Neoprene tiles formed a pyramid between Lloyd's right calf and Hailey's left lower limb. A chrome plated shaft curved out of a rubber Egyptian peak. A plastic ball the color of charcoal was threaded onto zinc coated tubing. An ivory colored circle was stamped on top of a polystyrene orb. A bold, black digit was printed across the middle of a porcelain ellipse. The number eight was forged using streaks like used match sticks. The palm of Lloyd's right hand gripped a crow colored numeral. Lloyd shoved a plastic billiard ornament towards the face of a CD player. Cotton fabric shrouds like traffic lens hoods housed Hailey's shoulder sockets. Elastic miters extended from two inch bonnets surrounding Hailey's deltoids. Clavical coverings became an arc that peaked below Hailey's neck line. Textile caverns stretched over Hailey's breasts and shoulder blades. Cloth like churned cream descended into a denim hoop strapped around Hailey's waist. Hailey's shirt was the color of snowflakes. Her upper body drapery was spotted with one inch, coal colored polka dots. Soft, ivory colored skin erupted from the upper opening of Hailey's shirt. Curious facial features collected along the peak of a porcelain tinted throat. Emerald shutters studied Lloyd's movements behind rectangles of glass. Mascara coated eyelashes and mango colored eyebrows surrounded Hailey's sparkling irises. Carrot, apricot, and sherbet fluffs sprouted from Hailey's scalp and temples. Pumpkin strands surrounded cheek points supporting the lenses of Hailey's glasses. A tiny nasal extrusion poked out of the middle of Hailey's face. Lips stained with carnation pink gloss were pressed together below olfactory passages. A reflective stick departed a rubber tile pyramid dividing Lloyd and Hailey's calves. Soot marks formed a number eight along a charcoal sphere topping Lloyd's shift pole. Lloyd flattened his zinc treated clutch pedal and rocketed a billiard gear grip. Elastic deltoid miters framed a cotton neck arch flaunting Hailey's pale chest. Hailey's onion tits and trim stomach expanded ivory textile with one inch coal spots. Meringue body drapes permeated a denim skirt hoop bundling Hailey's slender waist. Carrot scalp shavings framed ocular crystals surmounting Hailey's hominy nose point. Curious eye emeralds embedding mascara spokes and mango brows adored Lloyd's driving. Carnation waxed lip arcs centralized angular cheeks below enchanted olfactory beads. Blueberry colored denim was strapped around Hailey's waist, thighs, and knees. Cinnamon buttons like quarters fastened a seam down the front of Hailey's blue jean skirt. Slender arms the texture of velvet descended from the sleeves of Hailey's shirt. Sets of tiny, pale fingers were folded over a row of pennies traversing Hailey's lap. Ivory colored calves descended from a denim hoop surrounding Hailey's knees. Silky lower legs sank into suede collars the color of camel hair. Cow hide columns became felt channels surrounding Hailey's slender insteps. Limestone spades covered Hailey's toes. Hailey's heels rested on two inch cubes of chocolate colored rubber. Hailey was mesmerized by Lloyd's automotive puppeteering. Lloyd's right leg eased pressure on his car's gas pedal. Lloyd's left lower limb descended, neutralizing the Cammy's clutch. Lloyd's right hand digits shuffled a plastic eight ball attached to his car's shifter. Sparkling shutters studied Lloyd's movements from the corners of Hailey's eyes. Hailey admired coffee colored sprouts poking out of Lloyd's cheeks. She searched chocolate tendrils concealing shiny coals separating Lloyd's eyelids. Lloyd's head turned. Lloyd gazed into Hailey's emerald irises. He smirked. Copper quarters sutured blueberry sand paper baling Hailey's waist and thigh gelatin. Folded cream fingers with orange tips steadied velvet arm pine bracing her rib linen. Custard calves invaded suede Achilles bridles overlooking caramel boot spades. Hailey relished Lloyd crunching his Cammy's clutch and hurling an eight ball knob. She probed the corners of her eyes and admired Lloyd's facial coffee sprouts. Lloyd gazed at his rider's visual jade between arabica forehead tendrils and smirked. "You are one hot little, lady there-- Hailey Holloway," Lloyd remarked. Hailey mashed menthol stained lips together to hide a smile. "You are one hot, little lady therrre-- Hailey Holloway," Lloyd adoringly croaked. Hailey crumpled porcelain facial flaps to hide her flattered lip bismuth. "I was checking out what a sexy man you are-- Lloyd Freeman," Hailey responded. Eyebrows like mud jumped to the top of Lloyd's forehead. Lloyd checked the road. He shrugged. "I was-- checking out what a sexy *man* you are, Lloyd Freeeman," Hailey playfully responded. Lloyd discharged anticipatory brow chocolate and casually checked passing pavement. "Uh, I am just--" Lloyd looked into Hailey's eyes. "I'm just driving my car around. You know?" Hailey giggled. She covered grinning lips with tiny, tangerine spotted fingertips. Hailey lowered porcelain digits. She folded quartz tinted knuckle extensions in front of her chin. "Well, I mean-- I'm just driving my *car* around," Lloyd slyly reflected. "Ya know??" Hailey buried chuckling oral wax and cradled her bashful chin pine with neon nails. "You-- think I'm hot, huh?" Hailey requisitioned. Lloyd glanced at the road. "You-- think I'm 'hawwwt', huh?" Hailey cautiously prodded. Hailey's grateful chauffeur scanned his date's colorful face and checked the road. "You-- are a babe," Lloyd replied. Lloyd studied emerald shutters between Hailey's long, slender eyelashes. "You take my *breath* a-way," Lloyd earnestly disclosed. The shaggy haired automotive pilot scanned his passenger's glittering eye emeralds. Hailey choked back a smile. She studied her lap. Emerald shutters studied Lloyd's walnut cheeks from the corners of Hailey's eyes. "Gorgeous, flowing, red hair--" Lloyd purred. "Soft, pale complected skin--" Lloyd sealed thoughtful ocular flaps. "Sparkling green eyes--" Lloyd checked the road. He peered into Hailey's jade faceted irises. "The eyes are the windows of the soul--" Lloyd rehearsed. Hailey flattened her porcelain tinted cheek along the knuckles of her right hand. Glittering, green eyes spotted coals hiding behind Lloyd's chocolate forehead strands. Hailey licked carnation gloss coating her lips. Hailey tamped a shameful smirk and surveyed Lloyd's walnut cheeks, surreptitiously. "Long flowing hair, like fi-yerrr--" Lloyd vacantly purred. "Soft, glowing skihhhn--" Lloyd sealed his adoring ocular flaps and searched impressions of Hailey's peepers. "Sparkling green eyyyes--" Hailey's enamored counterpart sifted lime and conifer facets framing her pupils. "The eyes are the windows of the soul--" Lloyd romantically recited. Hailey scoured Lloyd's elusive cornea pitch and lapped her captivated lip bismuth. "That's-- what they say," Hailey responded. Lloyd followed emerald shutters surrounding Hailey's pupils. He glanced at the road. "That-- So, I've been told," Hailey artlessly blathered. Hailey's espresso haired escort gazed at her eye jade and skimmed nighttime asphalt. "*Your* soul-- seems very wise," Lloyd explained. "*Your* soul seems verrry wise," Lloyd cunningly proclaimed. "It does not!" Hailey squeezed out of a chuckle. Lloyd snickered. He checked his rearview mirror. He licked his lips. "It does NOT!" Hailey squeezed past her cackling lip bubble gum. "And-- very sexy," Lloyd added. Hailey stared at sprouts of perwinkle carpet erupting from the floor of Lloyd's Cammy. "ssSexy, then," Lloyd brazenly hissed. "How's *that* sound?" Hailey searched periwinkle carpet sprouts dividing her bourbon felted boot spades. "Shut-up," Hailey grumbled. Lloyd glanced at Hailey's grinning cheeks. He inhaled a sharp breath. "Shut-up," Hailey bashfully belted from carnation waxed speaking arcs. "Your-- soulll--" Lloyd forced out of smirking oral rims. "Your *soul*," Lloyd humorously reiterated. "I'm talking souls, here." "Lllloyd--" Hailey groaned from smiling mouth edges. "Llllloyd--" Hailey extruded past amused vocal ridges. "Aww, shiiit--" Lloyd croaked. "You've got a sexy-- whole body." Hailey shook tangerine capped digits in front of her shoulders. "Oh, who am I kidding?" Lloyd passively acknowledged. "Your whole damn *body* is sexy as hell." The ginger haired damsel jostled flustered finger embers beside shoulder polka dots. "Lloyd-- shut the fuck up!" Hailey forced through nervous laughter. "Lloyd-- ssshut the fuck up!" Hailey fumbled past radiant laughter. "Gorgeous face--" Lloyd continued. "Great bod-- Curvy, round hips--" Lloyd checked his driver's side window. "Sexy, long legs--" Lloyd spotted emeralds peering at him from the corners of Hailey's eyes. "Slender, hourglass waist--" Hailey dropped her palms on a sheet of blueberry denim covering her thighs. She squeezed her lips together to hide a nervous smile. "Gorrrgeous face--" Lloyd adoringly hooted. "Great bahhhd-- Curvy, round hihhhps--" Lloyd checked his driver's side window and focused on his stunning passenger. "Long, sexy lehhhgs--" Lloyd spotted Hailey's mousy eye emeralds analyzing him from spirited ocular caverns. "Slender, hourglass wayyyst--" Hailey's infatuated chaperone joyously carried on. The skittish damsel clawed her blueberry lap denim and mashed flamingo glossed lips. "I have-- tiny, little boobs--" Hailey grumbled. Lloyd showed Hailey his index finger. "Nothing about my-- tiny little tits, huh?" Hailey mischievously prodded. "I was getting to those," Lloyd remarked. Hailey folded her arms over her chest. "*I* was getting to those," Lloyd humbly acknowledged. "You were *avoiding* those," Hailey corrected. Lloyd looked at the road. He tilted his head. "You were-- avoiding them," Hailey playfully challenged. "I like your boobs." Lloyd glanced at Hailey. Hailey stared back from edges of hesitant ocular caverns. "I think they're the perfect size," Lloyd explained. "That's just how I like them." Lloyd squinted. "But, that's *me*." Hailey faced forward. She smiled. A flash of Gwen's tiny tits flashed inside Hailey's mind. Blueberry fingernails sank into bulbs surrounding Gwen's nipples. Ripples of thin, pale skin surrounded the tips of Gwen's shiny, indigo keratin caps. Gwen's finger ridges approached mint sized breast patches the color of ham. The ends of Gwen's porcelain digits grazed salmon pegs erupting from her areolas. Ridges wrapping Gwen's fingertips glided over grains poking out of Gwen's nipples. "Nooo, that's not true!" Lloyd haplessly shared. "I happen to think they're a *perfect* size. I *like* 'em cute and cuddly like yours!" Lloyd's ginger haired passenger sprang pumpkin shell brows above rimless eye glass. "'Cute' and 'cuddly'?" Hailey comically parroted. "Fine-- perky and precious," Lloyd cleverly restated. Hailey searched evening canopy glints and formed a secure smile with waxed oral rims. An image of Gwen grating corn starch mammary bags invaded Hailey's peaceful thoughts. Hailey recalled blueberry digit caps approaching mint sized breast patches like ham. She observed Gwen's erotic finger ridges polishing her peg shaped nipple grit. "ohhhh--" Gwen groaned. Gwen's pigment brushed eyelids forced themselves shut. Her head tilted back. Gwen inhaled between pearls dividing her tomato stained lips. "Mmmm--" Sweet potato colored eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Hailey's nose. Hailey stared at Lloyd from corners of angry eyes. "Ohh, you rememberrr--" Gwen erotically grunted. The sinister temptress cuddled her tilted neck cream and nibbled tomato lip stain. "Mmmm--" Gwen shimmied beyond distended vocal serrations. Hailey pointed mango brows at her agitated nose pleats and checked Lloyd's eye coals. "That-- fucking slut!" Hailey barked. Lloyd popped out of a daze. Shiny coals covering Lloyd's corneas switched to the right corners of his eyes. "That-- fffuckin' slut," Hailey extruded from disgusted oral bismuth. Hailey's chocolate stranded companion deserted a relaxing, cognitive haze. "Uhh--" Lloyd groaned. Lloyd squinted. He looked into Hailey's eyes. "You're-- thinking about Gwen, still?" Hailey faced forward. She spread sets of angry fingers in front of her chest. "Uhhh--" Lloyd cautiously grumbled. "You're-- talking about Gwen, I take it?" Hailey sprouted tangerine capped finger cream in front of her pissy chest polka dots. "What the fuck-- is her problem??" Hailey folded her arms over her chest. Lloyd exhaled a slow breath. "What the fuck is that bitch's problem??" Hailey demanded using agitated mouth flaps. Hailey stacked hateful forearm limestone and cherished a caring breath from Lloyd. "You know she's lying, right?" Hailey shrugged with her elbows. "You know she's lying, right?" Lloyd thoughtlessly offered. "What *difference* does it make?!?" Hailey snapped. Hailey found Lloyd's deep, dark eyes between strands of chocolate forehead strands. "She's not on a date with you." Hailey pointed at a plane of ivory colored skin covering her chest. Lloyd faced forward. He smirked. "I don't *give* a shit!" Hailey rabidly snapped. "She's not on a *date* with you!" The abominable mistress hammered ivory chest velvet expanding her elastic neck hoop. "You-- slapped the shit out of her!" "You slapped the *shit* outta her!" Lloyd discharged from joyous mouth arcs. "Fuckin' right I did!" Hailey barked. Hailey stared at a bushy sideburn growing along the edge of Lloyd's cheek. She nodded. "She tries any more shit, I'll slice her FUCKIN' THROAT!!" Lloyd studied Hailey's pale cheeks. He swallowed nervous spit. "Fuckin' *right* I did!" Hailey violently exploded. The fiery vixen acknowledged Lloyd's cocoa cheek sprouts with tangerine digit caps. "If she tries any more-- shit like that, I'll slice her FUCKIN' THROAT!!" Lloyd studied his hasty cabin cohort with cautious eye coals and downed nervous spit. "I-- I believe you, Hailey." Hailey faced forward. She licked a set of glossy lips. Hailey felt her eyeballs wiggling. A droplet materialized along mascara strands near the left corner of Hailey's right eye. A saline beebee dropped on the apple of Hailey's cheek. "I-- believe you, Hailey," Lloyd fumbled between lengthy oral flaps. Hailey watched passing gravel and wrung saline beebees from her glittering eye limes. "Shhhit--" Hailey squeezed out. Hailey swatted a steamy tear off of her ivory colored cheek. "I'm fuckin'-- pissed off, Lloyd," Hailey spat. Lloyd's cheeks puffed up. Lloyd exhaled an exhausted breath between pressurized lips. "Shhhit--" Hailey discharged from trembling mouth rims. Lloyd's agitated passenger swatted a steamy ocular bead and checked his cornea coals. "I'm fuckin'-- pissed, Lloyd," Hailey artlessly blathered. "God damn it!" "It's okay, Haileyy--" Lloyd purred. Lloyd steered his Cammy close to a curb. He eased his clutch and brake pedals to the floor. He tugged a lever between his seat and Hailey's. Lloyd's parking stick croaked like a frog. Lloyd reached behind his steering wheel and turned back a key. He looked into Hailey's sparkling, green eyes. Hailey stared back through a set of glass rectangles. Lloyd laid the tops of his fingers along soft, pale skin surrounding Hailey's cheek. He slipped the tip of his thumb below a rectangle of glass in front of Hailey's left eye. The end of Lloyd's opposable digit landed on Hailey's bottom eye flap. Hailey's eye coverings fluttered together. The tip of Lloyd's thumb glided across a droplet below the inner corner of Hailey's eye. "Heyyy--" Lloyd groaned. Lloyd licked slender lips near the lower boundary of his face. "Fuck her," Lloyd grumbled. "Alright?" Hailey looked into Lloyd's eyes. She nodded. She laid her fingers along the edge of Lloyd's neck. She gazed into Lloyd's charcoal irises. She smiled. Lloyd smirked. Lloyd's face drifted towards Hailey's. Hailey leaned towards Lloyd and closed her eyes. Lloyd's lips landed on Hailey's gloss coated oral extents. Lloyd's lips landed on Hailey's gloss coated oral extents. Lloyd squeezed Hailey's upper lip between the rims of his mouth. Hailey suctioned Lloyd's lower tooth covering between menthol stained pucker frames. She pulled her oral cavity away from Lloyd's. She crushed Lloyd's top lip between carnation coated mouth edges. She kissed the upper half of Lloyd's facial opening. "Ohh, Hai-leyyy--" Lloyd delicately croaked. Lloyd parked his Cammy near a curb and yanked a brake lever that croaked like a frog. He retrieved his car keys and sifted feral eye emeralds piercing Hailey's glasses. He nuzzled Hailey's cheek custard and grazed her sopping visual flaps with his thumb. "For-get about her, Hailey," the warm-hearted hot-rod driver gingerly instructed. Hailey sifted slate ridges and rusted slivers forming Lloyd's cryptic pupil facets. Bismuth coated speech flaps formed a fascinated smile along Hailey's birch jaw line. The adoring cabin companions capsized and wove salmon oral blossoms with lip menthol. Lloyd captured Hailey's top end speaking wax and siphoned her frosty mouth meat. Hailey relocated her antsy oral drapes and extruded Lloyd's upper pucker frame. "Mmmm--" Hailey purred. Hailey pulled her lips away from Lloyd's. She gazed into Lloyd's eyes. Lloyd stared back. He glanced towards a window covering the upper half of Hailey's door. Hailey choked back a giggle. "Wednesday's standing right behind me, isn't she?" Hailey asked. Lloyd chuckled. "mMMmmm--" Hailey lustfully grunted. Hailey pried her captivated feeding hoop and discovered Lloyd's distracted eye coals. The chocolate stranded maverick's steamy passenger choked back radiant laughter. "Wednesday's standing right behind me, isn't she?" Hailey joyfully conjectured. "Of course, she is," Lloyd replied. Hailey looked over spotted cotton fabric wrapping her shoulder. Wednesday stood beside Lloyd's passenger door. Wednesday's palms flattened red and black plaid above her knees. Wednesday stood bent over, staring through Lloyd's passenger side window. A grin constructed from ruby lips and snow colored teeth tore Wednesday's face in two. Hailey smiled back. She exhaled a chuckle through her nostrils and shook her head. "Go ahead, Hailey," Lloyd remarked. Hailey faced Lloyd. "I'm gonna go home. I've got some homework to do." Hailey exhaled a slow breath. She licked her lips. "Of course, she ee-is--" Lloyd expelled past playful chuckles. Hailey viewed Wednesday curbing cherry skirt checks and lip arcs above her shoulder. Wednesday's grinning mouth sorbet and teeth sleet extracted giggles from her friend. "Go ahead, Hailey," Lloyd kindly instructed. "I'm gonna go-- finish some homework." Hailey faced her caring chauffeur and exhaled a flustered breath using mouth bismuth. "W-When will I see you again?" Hailey inquired. Lloyd smirked. "Can we go-- do something, tomorrow?" Hailey sternly prompted. "Do you have A-lunch tomorrow? Or, B-lunch?" "Do you have-- A-lunch or B-lunch?" Lloyd excavated past a triumphant smirk. "I have B-lunch every day," Hailey replied. Lloyd raised his palms. "I have *B*-lunch every day," Hailey eagerly explained. Lloyd steadied upturned palms in front of his cookies and cream streaked shoulders. "Me, too." Lloyd shrugged. "Wanna go to lunch with me, tomorrow?" Hailey grabbed Lloyd's hands. "Ahhh-- me, too," the chocolate stranded deviant agreeably croaked. Lloyd rocked coal and ivory deltoid stripes beside his walnut neck leather. "Wanna-- go to lunch with me, tomorrow?" The carrot filamented damsel snatched her affectionate companion's masculine fingers. "Of course! Yeah!" Hailey looked at the upper, right corners of her eyes. "Pretty sure Wednesday has B-lunch, too." Hailey looked into Lloyd's eyes. "She has A-lunch on A-days, though." Hailey squinted. "Can *she* come? I hate to leave her out." Lloyd wobbled Hailey's fingers. "Of courrrse!" Hailey beamed. "Yeah-- *Hell* yeah!" Hailey directed thoughtful emeralds along the upper, right corners of her eyes. "Pretty sure Wednesday has B-lunch, toooo--" Hailey considerately purred. "But, she has A-lunch on A-days." The ginger haired intellectual crumpled brow sherbet grazing oblong optic crystals. "Can she-- come with us tomorrow? I'd hate to leave her out." "Of course, Wednesday can come with us." He lifted a set of chocolate colored eyebrows. He showed Hailey his index finger. "You're pretty damn sexy though, Hailey," Lloyd added. Hailey blew out a chuckle. "I'm probably gonna be-- kissing all over you. You know, I might not be able to control myself." Hailey cupped her fingers over her lips and snickered. She gripped Lloyd's fingers using tangerine spotted digits. She gazed into Lloyd's chocolate eye shutters. "Well, of *course* Wednesday can come with us," Lloyd joyously obliged. Lloyd ratcheted cocoa brows to his hair line and flaunted a cautionary index finger. "You're pretty-- damn sexy though, Hailey Holloway." Hailey's carnation lacquered mouth frames formed a mousy grin along her pasty chin. "I might beee-- kissing all over you," Lloyd playfully foretold. "You know, I might not be able to control myself." Hailey lapped smiling oral frosting and gazed at Lloyd's chocolate pupil shutters. "Well-- that's *her* problem," Hailey explained. "She can get her *own* Lloyd." Lloyd chuckled. "Welp, that's *her* fuckin' problem," the ginger damsel earnestly retorted. "She can get her *own* Lloyd." "Alright, then," Lloyd replied. "That sounds great." Lloyd tugged Hailey's pale knuckles. Hailey's upper body drifted towards Lloyd's seat. Hailey's lips landed on Lloyd's. Lloyd let go of Hailey's hands. He surrounded the edges of Hailey's cheeks with his thumbs. He gripped the sides of Hailey's porcelain neck with his fingers. He forced the edges of his mouth over Hailey's gloss plopped oral siphons. Hailey gripped Lloyd's lower lip between menthol stained teeth coverings. She turned her head sideways, opened her mouth, and squeezed carnation soaked digestive rims around Lloyd's face hole. "O-Okay, then," Lloyd extruded past clumsy cackles. "That sounds great. I'll meet you in the parking lot." Lloyd tugged Hailey's fingers and tipped her peppermint lips against his pucker rims. He grasped her velvet cheek and neck pine before siphoning frigid trumpeter glaze. Hailey tilted her grateful precipice limestone and tamped Lloyd's startled face hole. "Mmmm--" Lloyd moaned. Lloyd pulled his lips away from Hailey's. He gazed between emerald shutters surrounding Hailey's pupils. "You see what I mean?" Lloyd requisitioned. Hailey chuckled. She rested her fingers along shaggy, chocolate strands surrounding Lloyd's cheeks. She glided porcelain digits across thick, mud colored curls. "mMMmmm--" Lloyd graciously groaned. Lloyd retrieved his pleasured facial openings from Hailey's flamingo waxed smoochers. "You see what I *mean*?" Lloyd delightedly requisitioned. Hailey chuckled and grazed Lloyd's chocolate cheek fluffs with tangerine finger caps. "I'm gonna have the same problem," Hailey replied. "I'm gonna have the same prah-blem," Hailey shamelessly disclosed. Lloyd exhaled a chuckle. He looked down. He laid his fingers along the back of his neck. Lloyd expelled a vacant cackle and solemnly searched his blue jean lap ridges. "You knoww--" Lloyd groaned. Lloyd licked his lips. Hailey stared at chocolate colored coils erupting from Lloyd's scalp. She squinted. "You knowww--" Lloyd ominously groaned. Hailey searched her locomotion companion's chocolate forehead coils and squinted. "Uhh-- Lloyd, what?" Hailey demanded. Lloyd looked up. He pressed his lips together. Hailey stared back. She scrunched up her nose. Her eyebrows pointed down the bridge of her nose. "Awww--" Hailey grumbled. "That fucking-- bitch, again??" Lloyd lifted apologetic palms. He sighed. "Uhh-- Lloyd, what?" the mango filamented mistress demanded. Lloyd sifted Hailey's cornea kiwis and watched pissy pleats buckle her nasal chute. "Aww!" Hailey snarled past mortified vocal ridges. "That fuckin'-- bitch, again?!" Lloyd obscured cookies and cream peck striations using apologetic palms. "Well, yeahhh--" Lloyd moaned. Lloyd peered into Hailey's sparkling, green eyes. "She--" Lloyd pointed between Hailey's jade faceted irises. "That little-- lyinggg--" Lloyd looked towards the upper corners of his eyes. He exhaled an angry breath through his nostrils. Hailey curled tangerine dotted digits around Lloyd's walnut knuckle extensions. She pointed the fingers of her free hand at a plane of buttermilk flesh below her neck. "Well, yeahhh--" Lloyd somberly croaked. Hailey's espresso fluffed chauffeur oscillated his festering pointer finger. "That little, ly-eeeng--" Lloyd absently rattled. Hailey collected Lloyd's masculine knuckle extensions and flaunted her chest pine. "I believe you, Lloyd," Hailey responded. "I believed you the first time you said it." Lloyd exhaled a grateful sigh. He looked down and nodded. Hailey studied the top of Lloyd's head. She smiled. "I didn't know that was so important to you-- that I believed you." Lloyd stared at periwinkle fibers sprouting from a mound dividing his and Hailey's seats. "I-- believe you," Hailey tenderly disclosed. Lloyd exhaled a grateful breath and sifted his indigo lap denim with rocking cheeks. Hailey examined her grim cohort's precipice rust and grazed his cocoa temple sprouts. "I didn't know that was so important to you," the ginger haired maiden explained. "*I'm* sorry." "It *is*," Lloyd admitted. He looked up. He laid the tops of Hailey's fingers on his lips. He kissed Hailey's quartz knuckle shafts. He gazed into Hailey's eyes. "I only ever dated one other girl," Lloyd explained. "And-- it didn't go very well. And-- I didn't *ever* go out with that stupid skank, Gwen." Hailey nodded. "Well, it *is*," Lloyd thoughtlessly blurted. Lloyd pecked Hailey's knuckle birch with pleased lips and probed her ocular emeralds. "I only-- ever dated one other girl," Lloyd cautiously divulged. "And, it didn't go very well for me. And-- I *never* went out with that stupid skank, Gwen. What the fuck??" "Okay," Hailey replied. "I believe you." Lloyd smiled. He tugged Hailey's hand. He dragged Hailey across a carpeted dome separating his and Hailey's seats. He reached behind Hailey's back. He wrapped his arms around Hailey's slender shoulders. Lloyd sighed. He rested his chin along Hailey's deltoid. He turned his head. He pressed his lips against carrot colored strands growing out of Hailey's temple. He kissed the edge of Hailey's scalp. "Awww--" Hailey sang. She rested her cheek on a pillow of shaggy hair erupting from Lloyd's temple. She faced forward and closed her eyes. "Ohh-kay," Hailey brashly settled. "I be-lieeeve you." Lloyd breached an ozone carpeted seat divider and cradled Hailey's satin shoulders. He kissed Hailey's temple sherbet and nuzzled her neck custard with his face amber. "awww--" Hailey absently chimed. She snuggled Lloyd's coffee scalp fluffs with her cheek cream and closed her eyes. "Thank you for believing me," Lloyd remarked. Lloyd squeezed Hailey's shoulders between his biceps. He lifted his head and sighed. Hailey smiled. She felt Lloyd's arms go slack. Hailey slipped away from Lloyd's biceps and wrists. She searched periwinkle carpet between the toes of her boots. "Now-- go spend some time with your friend," Lloyd instructed. "Thank you for believing me," Lloyd graciously conferred. Lloyd constricted Hailey's polka dot rib wrap and released her birch trunk pudding. "Now, go-- conspire with your little sidekick about me," Lloyd instructed. Hailey chuckled. She retrieved a vinyl harness like licorice candy and dangled it from her shoulder. She discovered Lloyd's charcoal irises between his chocolate forehead coils. Hailey chuckled and suspended her licorice purse harness from her shoulder. "You have no-- ideeea--" Hailey groaned. Hailey leaned across a space separating her and Lloyd's seats. She kissed Lloyd's solemn lips and looked into his eyes. "Good night, Lloyd," Hailey remarked. "Thank you so much for taking me out." Lloyd smiled. "You have nooo i-deeea--" Hailey ominously hooted. Hailey breached Lloyd's seating space with a steamy smooch and studied his eye coals. "Thanks for asking me out, Lloyd. Maybe tomorrow we can spend some time, you know-- enjoying each other's company. *That* sort of thing." "Thank you for going with me, Hailey," Lloyd replied. Hailey curled her fingers around an L-shaped bar inside a chrome frame. The zinc plated boundary surrounded a space below Hailey's window sill. Hailey tugged a mirror tinted bracket. She laid the fingers of her free hand against periwinkle vinyl covering her door. Wednesday pulled Lloyd's right end hatch away from the body of his Cammy. Hailey rotated her thighs above torn vinyl wrapping the edge of her seat. The soles of Hailey's boots landed on rough concrete. Hailey ducked, laid her palms on puffs of sponge colored foam, and shoved herself to her feet. A clear, plastic bag the size of a mailing envelope battered Hailey's blueberry hip denim. Slick, black stripes surrounded the top and bottom of Hailey's bag. Hailey turned, leaned into Lloyd's Cammy and waved. "Well, th-thanks for giving me a sh-ot," Lloyd huffed between laughing mouth seams. Hailey yanked a chrome door grip shaped like an "L" and nudged robin egg port vinyl. Wednesday pulled Lloyd's right end hatch away from the body of his Cammy. Hailey swiveled her baseball kneecaps above torn vinyl bordering her seat. She guided angular mats stabilizing her suede footwear onto gritty concrete. Vinyl shoulder licorice swooped Hailey's translucent hand bag beside her hip denim. The flame stranded damsel leaned inside Lloyd's automobile and waved good-night. "I'll see you tomorrow, Lloyd," Hailey remarked. Lloyd waved back. "I'll see you tomorrow, Lloyyyd," Hailey joyously hummed. "Okay, Hailey," Lloyd responded. Lloyd pointed below curls of charcoal colored bangs growing out of Wednesday's forehead. "Wanna go to lunch with us, tomorrow?" Lloyd offered. Wednesday stepped beside the body of Lloyd's Cammy. She leaned inside. "Bye, Haileyyy--" Lloyd triumphantly hooted. The coffee mopped hoodlum flaunted charcoal bangs grazing Wednesday's forehead ivory. "Wanna go to lunch with us tomorrow, Wednesday?" Lloyd earnestly proposed. Wednesday planted left foot tar caps and extended raven bosom silk from rosy hip checks. "Of course, I'll go to lunch with you guys!" Wednesday beamed. "Sounds great!" Wednesday plopped down in Hailey's spot. She sank undressed shins into vinyl sutured seat puffs. Wednesday's tiny hiny crushed red and black skirt checks on top of her heels. Wednesday threw her arms around Lloyd's shoulders. Lloyd turned. He squeezed Wednesday's raven colored blouse between his biceps and Wednesday's trim waist. "Of *course* I'll go to lunch with you guyyys," Wednesday obliged. Wednesday sank Hailey's chair vinyl with velvet shins and strapped Lloyd's shoulders. "Sounds great!" Wednesday embedded plantar pleats with hiny hatches and endured Lloyd's arm steel. "All-right!" Lloyd responded. "Now-- good night, Wednesday. I'm going home." "All-right," Lloyd conceded while polishing Wednesday's crow feather scapula silk. "I'll see you *then*." "Good night, Lloyd," Wednesday responded. Wednesday hopped off of Lloyd's passenger seat. The soles of Wednesday's feet plopped along cold concrete the texture of tree bark. Wednesday grabbed the edge of Lloyd's passenger door. She swiveled a baby blue automotive hatch towards the body of Lloyd's Cammy. Wednesday stood beside Hailey. She peered through the passenger's window of Lloyd's car and waved. Lloyd's engine started. Flame colored beams erupted from the front end of Lloyd's vehicle. A long, skinny panel shrouded the rear end of Lloyd's Cammy. It sloped twenty-five degrees away from the Cammy's trunk. Patches of robin egg blue paint stained sections of Lloyd's rear storage hatch. The rest of the aging door rim was primer grey. Rectangular, tomato red lenses were arranged below the lid of the Cammy's back closet. Three lamps were stacked below the left end of Lloyd's trunk. Matching light coverings were embedded below the opposite edge. Pineapple yellow lamps were arranged vertically beside inner edges of poppy tinted lenses. Three pearl colored tint changers were stacked beside each set of lemon pigmented crystals. Tomato red rectangles glowed bright red. Lenses like lady bug wings dimmed. Lloyd's Cammy drove away from the edge of Wednesday's curb. Lloyd's baby blue muscle car stopped a block away. Right hand rectangles adorning the Cammy's rear end began flashing yellow. Lloyd's car turned right. It disappeared behind a corner house near the end of the block. "Good night, Lloyd!" Wednesday beamed. The graphite stranded vixen permeated concrete tree bark with the soles of her feet. She hurled Lloyd's baby blue Cammy hatch and joined Hailey in waving at his window. Lloyd ignited a V-8 engine and blasted eerie dusk gasses with front end street lamps. Lloyd's primer coated trunk topper flaunted robin egg paint patches and formed a lip. Oblong, tomato lamp tridents marked the outer points of Lloyd's back car closet. Triple pineapple lenses separated the cherry crystals from cauliflower lantern trios. Flashes firing the Cammy's brake panel rubies signaled its departure from the curb. Right hand daisy bursts prognosticated the vehicle's arrival at a nearby stop sign. Hailey's coffee sprouted escort disappeared behind a house near the end of the block. Hailey stood in front of a thirty foot telephone pole. She was showered with plum colored light. White cotton fabric surrounding Hailey's shoulders, chest, and stomach fluoresced like the surface of a red onion. A grid of charcoal spots remained dark. Blueberry denim surrounding Hailey's waist, hips, and thighs glowed the color of flamingo feathers. Hailey's face, arms, and legs illuminated like cotton candy. Tangerine caps covering the tips of Hailey's fingers glowed the color of cucumber flesh. Strands like fluorescent champagne flowed from Hailey's scalp. Chardonnay filaments surrounded Hailey's cotton candy cheeks below violet eye rectangles. Hailey rested her right ankle against flamingo colored denim covering her left thigh. A chrome plated zipper covered a seam along a suede collar surrounding Hailey's ankle. A reflective coating glowed like plum skin. Camel tinted cow hide surrounding Hailey's foot refracted a blueberry pigmented haze. A street light topping a thirty foot telephone pole showered Hailey with plum rays. Dalmation cloth encasing Hailey's shoulders, tits, and stomach glowed like a red onion. Navy blue denim bundling Hailey's curvy waist and tuchus resembled flamingo feathers. Bubble gum radiation sparked Hailey's mango hair and finger caps like cucumber flesh. Lilac fired eye crystals rode her tulip incinerated cheeks above cotton candy limbs. Hailey hoisted a plum refracting zipper topping her blueberry blasted ankle suede. "My feet are killing me," Hailey remarked. Hailey's cotton candy index finger and thumb surrounded a tiny point like an arrow head. A chrome grip pointing at boot fasteners repeated eggplant radiation. An ivory colored tube hung from ruby lips above Wednesday's chin. Birch colored fingers surrounded a gold plated case in front of Wednesday's lips. The brass tinted container was the size of a match box. "My feet are killing me," Hailey complained. Wednesday extended Flippo gold beside an ivory cigarette tube escaping her ruby lips. "That's because you never wear heels," Wednesday explained. Wednesday's tar spotted thumbnail lifted a cap poking out of her fingers and palm. The back edge of the reflective cover landed on Wednesday's index finger. A lever below the glittering top flipped over. The slate spring collided with a seam down the rear end of a gold treated covering. A chime like a battered triangle erupted from Wednesday's fingers. Hailey dragged the pointed end of a chrome coated arrow across interlocking teeth. A steel sculpture separated zinc plated stitches securing the collar of Hailey's boot. Hailey's zipper stopped beside a quarter inch thick rubber sheet fastened to her footwear. Hailey's fingertips surrounded a four centimeter cube attached to the heel of her boot. Hailey shoved a neoprene stump towards the front of her foot. The collar of Hailey's boot folded below her heel. Hailey's suede ankle column glided over the ends of her toes. Hailey dropped her foot on cold concrete the texture of sand paper. Wednesday exhaled tubes of white smoke from her nostrils. She suspended a lit cigarette between the first two fingers of her right hand. She rested her elbow on top of her unoccupied palm. She flattened the arm of her free digits on top of her stomach. "That's because you never wear heels," Hailey's licorice stranded friend conjectured. Wednesday's pitch tipped thumbnail crafted a chime by capsizing a brass lighter top. Hailey dragged a teardrop separator to her rubber arch support with kiwi digit caps. She shucked a rubber heel stump and sanded her heel velvet with indigo ankle suede. She grazed cement frost with plantar satin flaunting teal singed, pistachio toe caps. Wednesday discharged sinus smoke and extended her coffin nail from leading fingers. "*You* guys sure came back, quick," Wednesday remarked. "*You* guys sure came back, quick," Wednesday curiously commented. "Me and Lloyd *hated* that movie," Hailey explained. Hailey's left ankle rested against flamingo colored denim covering her right thigh. A zipper along the inner edge of Hailey's left boot was unzipped. Hailey shoved the heel of her occupied footwear towards her toes. She stared into space. She squinted. "We were both sitting there-- thinking it was sooo stupid." Hailey dropped her left foot beside her right. The collars of Hailey's boots hung from the fingers of her right hand. Wednesday smiled. "Me and Lloyd hayyy-ted that movie," Hailey expelled using disgusted lip bismuth. Hailey embedded flamingo hip denim with her left ankle and stripped indigo boot felt. "We were both sitting there-- thinking it was sooo stupid," Hailey vacantly recalled. The chartreuse stranded mistress dangled spade tipped footwear with tulip digits. "*That's* funny," Wednesday responded. Wednesday positioned her cigarette in front of ruby lips decorating the bottom of her face. "Who said they hated it, first?" Wednesday inquired. Hailey laid the tips of her fingers along cotton candy dermis covering the top of her chest. "*That's* funny," Wednesday cheerfully indulged. Wednesday positioned her smoldering tobacco tube beyond ruby lips topping her chin. "Who said they hated it, first?" Hailey acknowledged cotton candy dermis forming her chest using kiwi finger glints. "Me," Hailey replied. Hailey's head turned. Emeralds collected near the corners of Hailey's eyes. Jade eye shutters watched Wednesday exhale a tube of snow colored smoke from her lips. "We-- ran into Gwen outside," Hailey continued. Icy blue shutters surrounding Wednesday's pupils locked onto Hailey's eyes. Wednesday squinted. "*I* dihhhd--" Hailey absently reminisced. Hailey admired her sidekick exhaling nicotine mist with surreptitious eye emeralds. "Weee-- ran into Gwen, outside," Wednesday's cactus sprouted cohort grimly commented. "The fuuuck??" Wednesday snapped. "The fffuck??" Hailey's frosty eyed companion hissed. "And, this other girl from our Psychology class," Hailey added. "And, that *other* girl from our Psychology class--" Hailey diligently recapped. Hailey motioned towards her chest with the fingers of her free hand. "Gwen-- She, uh-- lifted up her shirt in front of us-- pulled down the cups of her bra-- started playing with her tits." Wednesday stared in a daze. Hailey licked her lips. "Like this-- And then, she starts moaning-- 'Ohhh-- Lloyyyd-- You like that, don't you'??" Hailey pointed at her bubble gum chest velvet using unoccupied fingertip chardonnay. "Gwehhhn-- lifted up her shirt in front of us-- and pulled down her bra cups-- and started playing with her tits." Wednesday scanned her friend's eggplant, eye jade screens with mortified cornea ice. "She's like-- c-lawing at her nip-ples??" Hailey rabidly recounted. "And, she tilts her head baaack--" Hailey bucked avocado scalp strands between her scapulas and folded her eye flaps. "And then, she starts mohhh-ning-- 'Ohhh, Lloyyyyyd-- You *like* that, don't youuu'??" "Oh, my Gyadd!!" Wednesday snarled. Wednesday lifted her palms. "What the-- What did you do??" Hailey stood up straight. She grabbed a column of cotton candy tinted skin surrounding her bicep. She rested her forearm on plum colored, cotton fabric covering her stomach. "Ohh, my Gahhhd--" Wednesday hurled from revolted lip rubies. Wednesday shuffled agitated finger coals in front of her graphite breast linen. "wwWhat did you do??" Hailey gripped her flamingo torched bicep and transposed seaweed tarsal caps. "I slapped the living shit out of her!" Hailey barked. "I slapped the living *shit* out of her!" Hailey venomously belted. "Y-You did??" Wednesday blew through a laugh. Hailey nodded. "Y-You did?" Wednesday requisitioned using nervous laughter. "Yeah-- I did," Hailey replied. Wednesday stared into her friend's sparkling, green eyes. She exhaled a slow breath. "Yeah, I *did*," Hailey coldly grumbled. Wednesday sifted her friend's sparkling ocular emeralds and exhaled a nervous breath. "Hailey what's gonna happen, now?" Hailey studied charcoal colored pebbles covering Wednesday's street. "Hailey what's gonna happen, now?" Hailey's apprehensive cohort grimly prodded. The kiwi filamented damsel skimmed pitch coated gravel forming Wednesday's street. "I told her she was being a cunt," Hailey continued. Hailey turned her head. She stared at cyan quarters covering the middles of Wednesday's eyes. "If she tries anything else--" Wednesday tapped the middle of her cigarette with her index finger. A quarter inch cylinder of porcelain colored ash dropped off of Wednesday's coffin nail. Hailey licked carnation tinted gloss coating her lips. She faced forward. She exhaled a heavy breath from puffed up cheeks. Wednesday studied bubble gum stained blush brushed along the apple of her friend's cheek. She lifted her cigarette. She plopped a circle of cellulose against a set of nervous, ruby red lips. Hailey looked down. Lime green caps covering Hailey's toenails glowed the color of seaweed. Moss refracting caps were surrounded by soft skin the color of cotton candy. Hailey stood on a two foot square of concrete. The cement tile glowed like a field of plums. "S"-shaped logs forged from artificial rock were arranged beside eggplant tinted sidewalk. Hailey looked across Linda Street. "I told her she was being a cunt," Hailey vacantly remarked. Hailey greeted her raven haired cohort's cornea sapphires with plum sparked cheeks. "If she tries anything elllse--" Wednesday discarded porcelain cigarette ash and searched her buddy's empty eye jade. Hailey ejected hateful gasses from puffed face lavender and lapped carnation lip wax. Wednesday surfed Hailey's lilac fired blush and drilled uneasy lips with her smoke. Hailey studied orchid sidewalk grit framing her seaweed dotted plantar bubble gum. Hailey's crystal aided pupil limes scanned grape gutters and surveyed Linda Street. Two foot concrete sections were arranged beside cement reeds across the street. Man-made limestone bordered the north edge of Linda Park. Espresso colored shafts emerged from chartreuse grass points beside the curb. The coffee pigmented columns were one foot wide tree trunks. Branches four to six inches thick erupted a couple of feet from bases of wood roots. Forks one and two inches thick sprouted from lower limbs. Some branches were showered with two inch long, lime colored spades. Others were littered with ten cenitimeter, jade colored forks. Spirals of seaweed pigmented spikes poked out of alternate limbs. A pine tree directly across the street from Wednesday's house was about twenty-five feet tall. It was shaped like a giant Christmas tree. Three inch pine cones littered chartreuse shards below the veluptuous evergreen. Thirty foot telephone poles were arranged between decorative trees. Stainless steel extensions ccurved from tops of pine shafts. Glittering arms pointed towards sidewalk along the south edge of Linda Street. Lamps were suspended from perpendicular struts. Glass bowls were illuminated pearl white. Others glowed champagne green. Some fluoresced peacock blue. Beyond trees and telephone poles, concrete logs two inches thick surrounded an oval. The granite tinted bricks bordered a fifteen foot by thirty foot space. The cement reed border was skirted by chartreuse, pistachio, and olive colored grass blades. A pit of quartz, slate, and cardinal pigmented pebbles was contained by a granite tinted frame. Two inch thick poles the color of ash arose from colored gravel. A cement tinted trident erupted from ends of an oval pit. Two steel columns emerged from the center of the rock tub. Ash colored posts sloped towards the middle of a pebble basin following twenty-five degree slopes. A central upright connected tops of eight rust resistant tubes. Sets of stainless steel chains dropped from an intersecting chute. Four pairs of links were separated by two poles supporting the middle of the structure. Upper hoops hoisting each couple of dangling strands were separated by three feet. Bottom latches of twin ring suspenders converged beside edges of rubber strips. The neoprene connectors were eighteen inches long, five inches wide, and a half inch thick. The two outer chunks of melded petroleum were cinnamon brown. The inner set of flexible strands refracted banana yellow radiation. Hailey's suede boots dangled from the fingers of her right hand. Hailey lifted collars of cow hide footwear. She tucked felt insteps below her left arm. She sank blueberry shoe insteps between a cotton candy bicep and licorice spotted plum ribs. Wednesday yanked a tobacco tube away from ruby lips with her first two right hand fingers. Hailey's soft, buttermilk colored digits escaped a plum tinted beam. Hailey's porcelain fingertips gripped warm skin protecting Wednesday's left palm. Hailey crushed her friend's hand pillows and tiny knuckle extensions. Wednesday's head turned. A tube of ivory colored smoke erupted from Wednesday's crimson coated lips. The lower half of a tobacco mist eruption fluoresced eggplant purple. Emerald coins peered through violet rectangles surrounding the bridge of Hailey's nose. Strands the color of anti-freeze surrounded glass tinted like a red onion. Limestone banks corraled two foot cement tiles along the north edge of Linda Park. Cellulose forks exited cocoa trunks, then fawned leaf spades and chlorophyll fingers. Pear sized pine cones bordered a twenty-five foot evergreen facing Wednesday's house. Steel limbs extended pearl, kiwi, and cyan light bowls from towering telephone posts. Emerald park foliage bordered concrete logs framing quartz, slate, and rose gravel. Ash tinted poles departed the oblong pebble well and formed encapsulating tridents. A central post connected the triad apexes and stressed two centralizing uprights. Four sets of stainless steel chains suspended eighteen inch, rubber sitting strips. Cinnamon brown, outer swing cradles surrounded inner, banana peel swooping bungees. Hailey tucked blueberry boot points between her flamingo bicep and plum ribs. She freed neon finger dots from lilac rays and secured Wednesday's pitch digit caps. Wednesday unseated a cigarette parting her ruby lips and exhaled orchid torched mist. "Let's go sit on the swings," Hailey suggested. "Talk about the *good* parts of my date." A ruby colored smile surrounded ivory chiclets filling Wednesday's mouth. "Let's go sit on the swings," Hailey cheerfully proposed. "And-- talk about the *juicy* parts of my date." Wednesday framed ivory mouth chiclets using lip arcs enameled with ruby beeswax. Hailey dropped off the edge of Wednesday's curb. She dragged her friend onto pitch coated asphalt. The girls tip-toed across raven colored pavement and skipped over a cement curb. Hailey and Wednesday disappeared between columns of pine needles and spade shaped leaves. Near the outskirts of Malley, an old dirt road descended from Highway 1812. Like many roads east of the city, the ancient pathway was no longer maintained. The county street was originally carved through a plot of desert shrubbery. The dirt road exiting Highway 1812 was paved with dried caliche. A half mile south, a different street dropped from the intersecting carriageway. The secondary passage fell twenty feet in height and continued east. Like its predecessor, the alternate route was cut through swirls of desert woodland and coated with caliche. A quarter mile from its dropoff, the intersecting road curved towards an old, abandoned warehouse. A three acre lot surrounding the building was woven with old, crooked bricks. When the driving surface was mortared, its constructive mud blocks were crimson red. Artificial stones were pristine and perfectly spaced. After years in the sun and no maintenance, the soil crystals were pale, cracked, and poking out of the ground. Caked tire supports were the color of potting clay. There was hardly any mortar securing them. The proceeding warehouse was oddly shaped. It was forged from separately erected buildings connected after construction. A long, four story wall faced the road. The border of faded, crimson bricks was in serious need of repair. Many clay constructors were cracked and caving in. Ivy descended a grid of quarter inch thick mortar separating crooked, broken blocks. Three rows of wooden framed windows spanned the sickly stack of busted bricks. The oddly shaped facility was formed from many buildings melded after construction. Bay doors were arranged along the bottom story. Hailey escorted her licorice haired companion off of emery textured sidewalk. The girls hustled plantar silk across pointed pavement and invaded cryptic brush. Near the edge of Malley, a caliche road exited Highway 1812 and braved wild mesquite. A half mile south, a second street dropped twenty feet and invaded east bound shrubs. A quarter mile away, warehouse ruins overlooked loose parking bricks like clay pots. Ivy and window lumber wove crooked blocks forming a four story wall facing the road. Three rows of silicate ports and a line of bay doors spanned the crumbling partition. Each window consisted of a set of glass squares above a pair of vertical panes. The silicate sections were separated by warped, sun bleached reeds of cedar. Old, twisted arrangements of crimson bricks were sculpted above each window. Arcs of sideways blocks shrouded straight lines of upright clay sculptures. Lower brick edges were mortared above cellulose dowels shrouding sets of glass squares. Some windows were missing triangles and rhombuses of crystal. Other ports were missing entire silicate panels. A short covering constructed from crimson bricks diverted from the four story divider. Rows of crooked blocks crossed the four floor separator at a forty-five degree angle. A matching column of three windows was arranged down the intersecting section of bricks. A steel, bay door covered the lower story. A wall half the length of the partition facing the road was attached to the short section. The additional barrier extended at a forty-five degree angle from the connecting brick fence. The half width wall was constructed perpendicular to the structure facing the road. Three additional rows of windows spanned the upper three stories of the third precipice. Oversized bays occupied the third partition's lower story. Some of the building's garage openings were uncovered. Most of the delivery ports were protected by columns of one foot tall, steel shutters. Several slick slats were littered with graffiti. A bay door covered an opening along the corner wall. Tin panels were coated from top to bottom with spray paint strokes depicting an alien face. The being's gigantic precipice was wide and round near the top. The base of an acrylic visitor depiction formed a teardrop vertex. Showered rust inhibitor became a pointed chin halfway down the bottom door slat. The borders of the alien face were shaded with olive green spray paint. In places, the observer image was darkened with navy blue and indigo. Inner facial details were blended with lime and pistachio green. A huge set of almond shaped eyes poked out of the edges of the alien's facial features. Charcoal tinted ocular coverings were illuminated with shots of grey and white spray paint. Edges of raven black corneas reflected arcs of tomato, tangerine, and lemon colored flames. The name "theM" was tagged across the forehead of an oversized visitor precipice. Bold characters were embossed with dark blue, olive, and dashes of lime green. The artistically crafted label looked like it was sunken into the alien's skull. Black spray paint surrounded the top of a bay sized observer face. Charcoal acrylic blended with indigo beside the alien's cheeks. Blueberry rust coating faded to royal blue. Dots of white, yellow, cyan, and tomato decorated a nighttime colored background. Brick end arches framing upright blocks eclipsed dual squares topping vertical panes. Some windows were missing crystal triangles and rhombuses or entire panels. A matching column departed the four story divider along a forty-five degree angle. Windows and bays occupied a half width mortar fence forming a similar apex. Steel shutters one foot tall sealed most of the decrepit building's delivery ports. A teardrop alien precipice spanned rickety door slats underscoring the corner wall. Olive green spray paint contoured pistachio cheek frames and a lime juice chin point. Enamel pearls highlighted almond eye coals reflecting poppy and tangerine flame arcs. Indigo and kiwi shots embossed the alias "theM" along the visitor's forehead spinach. Lemon, tomato, and cyan star dots simulated dusk on top of tarmac and indigo acrylic. A sixties model Voggschwoggen Ladybug crept across wobbling blocks of dried mud. Pottery colored ground bricks smacked each other like hammers dropping on bowling balls. Fourteen inch rubber donuts surrounded chrome plated domes. Neoprene hoops carried a bug shaped, steel body across a field of fractured masonry. Three inch thick, ivory colored rings covered surfaces of charcoal tinted rollers. Fenders like sixteen inch macaroni pasta concealed top halves of puffed tires. Curved wheel wells were coated with shiny, seaweed green paint. Headlights shaped like insect eyes were fastened to moss stained tire coverings. Lamps like bug corneas were surrounded by chrome hoops. Lemon yellow beams erupted from domed radiation glass. Egg shaped lenses were attached to back ends of rear fenders. Beams of tomato red haze emitted from tops and bottoms of elliptical bulbs. An arch shaped body was situated between macaroni formed fenders. A globe molded trunk lid covered the front end of an automotive sculpture. The main body of the Ladybug resembled an igloo. Windows like bubbles were fitted into upper halves surrounding the Ladybug's body. A bowl shaped windshield spanned the front end of a dome framed chassis. A glass orb protected a viewport spanning the rear of the car's body. The Ladybug's roof, doors, and trunk lid were coated with the same seaweed paint protecting its fenders. A chrome plated dowel curved down the trunk lid, dividing it in two. The beetle shaped automobile parked in front of one foot tall bay shutters. Lemon tinted light illuminated strips of olive, lime, and chartreuse spray paint decorating a giant alien face. Arcs of tangerine, lemon, and tomato red flames scorched edges of enormous, almond shaped eyes. A sixties model Voggschwoggen Ladybug tossed mortar dirt planks like hammer confetti. Ivory latex donuts encircled the vehicle's chrome hubcap domes with street treads. Bug sculpted cabin seaweed supported the vehicle's macaroni wheel well moss. Steel hoops framed insect peeper light beams topping the igloo car's front fenders. Tomato lamps scorched rear end nighttime gasses opposite a peanut scoop trunk hatch. Bubble shaped glass topped an arched dowel dividing the vehicle dome's storage top. Headlight haze scorched spray paint alien artifacts decorating steel bay shutters. Tangerine, lemon, and tomato flame arcs contoured enormous, almond shaped eyes. The Ladybug stopped running. Forward facing lamps like insect eyes switched off. Edges of road bricks and warehouse blocks were barely visible in the light of the moon. Crooked masonry borders refracted faint lines of periwinkle haze. Threads of tangerine light escaped spaces between shutters covering the bay. The spray paint visitor precipice was basically invisible. The Ladybug's driver's side door swung away from its dome sculpted body. Lemon yellow light emanated from the vehicle's bubble shaped windows. Radiation like pineapple pulp illuminated pottery colored bricks surrounding donut tires. Lime and chartreuse shapes forging an oversized alien face became slightly visible. Olive green and dark blue spray paint surrounding a ridiculous precipice appeared black. A mop of cream, pine, and bourbon colored hair emerged from the Ladybug's driver's end. Curtains of dirty blonde strands surrounded two inch circles of glass. Lenses like bases of soda bottles were connected by a silver rod a quarter inch thick. Mirror tinted rims surrounded silicate ellipses. A set of rust colored irises filled circular eye coverings. One inch pupils occupied middles of penny pigmented irises. The circular lenses were so distorting, their wearer's eye whites were not visible. Faint stubble surrounded a set of thin lips below a long, skinny nose. Ends of bourbon, cream, and sawdust colored swirls framed the upper half of a scrawny neck. Sheets of white, cotton fabric dangled from a set of narrow shoulders. Edges of wide, baggy sleeves surrounded bony elbows. Vertical rectangles of black were printed across the chest of the driver's t-shirt. The tops and bottoms of the first and third rhombuses were even with each other. The peaks and bases of the second and fourth oblong squares lined up. But, rectangle number two and four were arranged lower than the others. The Ladybug stopped running and dimmed neon flickers marking enormous eye almonds. Warehouse and parking masonry separations refracted periwinkle lunar haze. Tangerine light threads cleaved murky bay shutters flaunting a dim visitor face. The vehicle's pilot door opened and spotted lime alien cheeks with cabin radiance. Cream and amber scalp fluffs framing two inch optical discs exited the unsealed port. Chrome plated wire bordered circular visual prisms expanding copper retinal slats. Faint stubble and muddy hair sprouts lined the driver's thin lips and scrawny neck. Teal scratches outlined a face on top of the first t-shirt rhombus. A tall, cyan mohawk stood above a facial sketch. Pink squiggles outlined an unnamed precipice occupying banner number two. A set of liberty spikes erupted from the second drawing's scalp. Yellow scribbles depicted eyes, nostrils, ears, and cheeks on top of the third rectangle. Randomly spiked hair was traced by lemon tinted lines shrouding face number three. Orange match sticks traced a bald head decorating the final oblong space. "X-Team" was printed below upright charcoal boxes. The band's title was printed using tall, black letters. Wads of indigo denim surrounded the driver's thighs and calves. Bottoms of navy blue jean tubes crumpled along a set of black, canvas sneaker necks. Sheets of charcoal fabric were arranged on top of one inch platforms of pearl tinted rubber. Trios of ivory colored bands were stitched diagonally to the driver's black foot material. Ivory t-shirt fabric parading upright rectangle soot draped his lanky trunk points. The second and fourth banner boxes were arranged lower than the first and third. Teal scratches depicted mohawk fins topping a sinister face among space number one. Flamingo squiggles outlined liberty spikes framing a second caricature's portrait. Lemon strokes forged railroad hair nails bordering a third rhombus facial structure. Tangerine match sticks fashioned a bald head decorating the final oblong space. Lengthy letter coals spelled "X-Team" underneath the Ladybug driver's shirt spaces. Indigo denim wads shrouded his lanky legs and trident striped sneaker graphite. The Ladybug's passenger door opened. Gwen's head poked out. Raven strands descended from the middle of Gwen's scalp. Charcoal filaments brushed apples of soft, pale cheeks. Ends of crow pigmented curtains swung an inch above Gwen's shoulders. A set of fiery, hazel discs was flattened below angry, raven colored eyebrows. A tiny nose and shiny, tomato colored lips poked out of asphalt scalp threads. Gwen's chin emerged from a mountain of quarter inch black and white bands. Slim stripes surrounded cotton fabric wrapping Gwen's narrow shoulders, biceps, forearms, and wrists. A streaked sheet curved over tiny tits, thin ribs, and a slender stomach. Suede spades dropped beside Gwen's car door. Hardened rubber teardrops were fastened to bottoms of cow hide boots. Neoprene toe points dropped on wobbly, faded blocks. Felt collars emerging from blunt ends of rubber spades surrounded Gwen's skinny ankles. Cream colored calves erupted from the necks of Gwen's boots. Porcelain lower legs forced denim wrapped thighs away from teal vinyl covering Gwen's seat. An eight inch hoop of periwinkle denim descended Gwen's thin waist and curved around her hips. A sixteen centimeter stomach covering became a ten inch ring surrounding Gwen's knees. Gwen stomped away from the Ladybug. She swirled on points of tan boots. She faced lemon tinted haze erupting from her open door. A carnation vinyl strip a half inch thick dangled from the fingers of Gwen's right hand. A foot of gold chain was fastened to the ends of Gwen's slick shoulder harness. A pink, vinyl cat face twelve inches wide hung from brass tinted fasteners. Closed kitten eyes were forged from white, sideways parentheses. A ruby nose was arranged below artificial ocular arcs. Sets of white whiskers extended from edges of a raspberry faceted snout. Gwen positioned the center of her purse strap over her right shoulder. She squeezed her thumb between carnation deltoid vinyl and black and white chest bands. Gwen glared at the passenger's end of the Ladybug. A set of thin, raven colored eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's tiny nose. Gwen hoisted her angry face caramel and scalp licorice from the Ladybug's rider port. Gwen's fiery eyes, tomato lips, and hominy nasal tip divided her raven hair curtains. Her slim jaw situated pissy, hazel irises above cookies and cream turtleneck streaks. Slim cotton stripes encircled Gwen's meager shoulders, lanky arms, and curvy trunk. Gwen embedded loose parking bricks using spade shaped boots skinned with tan suede. Gwen's chocolate felted calf buttermilk unseated her knee and hiny, denim parachute. Gwen trampled colliding mud blocks and scoured lemon rays escaping her door frame. She carried carnation feline vinyl ornamented with ivory whiskers and ocular arcs. She dangled her ruby snouted hand bag precipice from deltoid charcoal streaks. "Get the fuck out, dipshit!" Gwen squawked. Gwen extended the fingers of her left hand. Caps of shiny, blueberry colored acrylic covered Gwen's nails. Gwen squashed ridges wrapping her thumb and middle finger together. She crushed her second digit against the inner surface of her opposable palm extension. She popped the underside of her hand using her shit-head greeter. The tip of Gwen's middle finger collided with her left end palm pillows. Gwen's index finger pointed at crumbs of pale bricks beside the toe of her right boot. "Noww!!" Gwen shrieked. Soles of black, leather footwear hammered teal vinyl wrapping Gwen's back rest. The rear of Gwen's chair folded on top of its seating surface. Ankle high wads of tar colored leather wrapped insteps preceding pointed, leather toes. Slender calves like buttermilk emerged from cow hide ruffles. Porcelain lower legs curved below a set of apple shaped knees. Thighs wrapped in black leather flattened along arcs of shapely calves. Shoulders, a slender stomach, and a pale chest crushed nylon fabric along upper leg cow hide. A black tube top surrounded ribs and tomato sized tits below transparent shirt charcoal. Buttermilk colored biceps dropped on black leather gripping edges of thigh curves. Cream colored forearms curled in front of ivory tinted calves. Tiny fingers dropped on teal vinyl stretched across the back of Gwen's seat. Tangerine tinted nails dotted ends of teensy digits. Crow colored strands swirled over see through silk surrounding cream colored shoulders. Soot pigmented hair filaments sprouted from the middle of Allie's scalp. Allie's head turned. Quarters like blue jays peered below a curtain of crow colored bangs. Tips of raven tinted eyebrows crushed the inner corners of Allie's eyes. A tiny, button nose protruded underneath ocean blue irises. A set of angry, pomegranate lips surrounded gritted teeth the color of snow. "Get the-- fuck out, dipshit!" Gwen squawked. Gwen snapped indigo digit caps and acknowledged masonry crumbs embracing her boots. "nnNow!!" Gwen shrieked. Pointed mats padding licorice footwear capsized Gwen's cyan vertebrae support. Cocoa strapped thigh custard compacted calf cream departing wadded Achilles leather. Halted chest tomatoes sloshed a graphite tube top below transparent shirt charcoal. Bicep and flank ivory lodging murky trunk coal poised neon talons beside toe spades. Cheek tickling crow silk draped blue jay irises recessing crumpled brow soot. Crow feather bangs topped a popcorn nasal cap and cherry lips framing pissy chiclets. "God damn it, Gwen!!" Allie shrieked. Allie's biceps and forearms lifted black leather surrounding her slender butt. Allie's palms shoved her tiny hiny away from strips of teal vinyl covering the back seat. Allie's rubber boot soles forced her deltoids through the Ladybug's passenger door way. Her flat shoulder blades snuck past seaweed colored steel covering the Ladybug's open hatch. Allie sprang from the back seat of a beetle shaped automobile. She dropped on teardrop shaped platforms attached to the bottoms of her footwear. Chunks of broken bricks collided below Allie's feet. Allie's legs uncoiled and lifted her upper body. Allie stood in front of Gwen. She stared into penny colored shutters swirling around Gwen's pupils. Allie's biceps flattened an elastic rib covering. Her forearms poked out of her abs. Allie spread pale, tangerine spotted digits. "What-- did I *do*?!!?" Allie demanded. Allie's tiny fingers curled into fists. The driver watched above a seaweed colored dome covering the top of the Ladybug. He stared through a set of rust colored irises as big around as glass soda bottles. "God-- damn it, Gwen!!" Allie shrieked. Allie departed teal lumbar vinyl and skimmed seaweed door gloss with sheer scapulas. She stabilized centrally poised clodhopper tips among colliding brick fragments. She extended forearm quartz beside clouded stomach ivory and sprouted angry digits. "What-- did I *do*?!" Allie hatefully demanded. The rabid hen braided barbaric knuckle knots from tangerine spotted cream fingers. The Ladybug's driver treasured his quarreling passengers using copper cornea saucers. "Aww, fuuuck--" the Ladybug driver croaked. "Ohh, fahhhck--" the Ladybug driver adoringly croaked. Gwen lunged at Allie. Suede tipped points covering Gwen's toes dropped next to leather spades covering Allie's. Gwen's blueberry embellished fingers sank into valleys between Allie's breasts and shoulders. Gwen collapsed on Allie's tits, ratcheted her wrists against her biceps, and shoved Allie towards a passenger door opening. The soles of Allie's boots glided off of salmon colored bricks covering the ground. Allie's arms and legs swooped in front of her nylon wrapped chest and stomach. Allie dropped like a stone. The back of Allie's skull collided with seaweed coated steel above the Ladybug's door way. Allie's neck snapped like a wet towel. Her narrow chin crashed into her breast bone. Her teeth collided. Her teeth connected. Allie's spine crashed into moss tinted vinyl covering a passenger seat. Allie's legs swung towards her face. Leather wrapped thighs and pale calves folded together. The heels of Allie's boots collided with cow hide ripples gripping her upper legs. Allie dropped on a shelf beside a chair skinned with artificial fabric. Allie's leather strapped tuchus collided with a steel plate screwed on top of teal carpet. A nerve bundle pulsation climbed Allie's spinal column. Vertebrae like falling dominoes swiveled Allie's face towards her knees. Allie's nose, lips, and teeth collided with bone caps covering thigh and calf ligaments. Gwen launched Allie by shoving nylon wrapped tits with cookies and cream wrist bands. Allie's licorice stranded noggin intersected the Ladybug's turquoise overhead paint. Her spine veil and tuchus leather struck vinyl seat moss and rider floor steel. Her nose pea and cherry lips popped her knee satin, banging her startled mouth tiles. "Baah!!" Allie shrieked. A collision with Allie's knees ratched her head between her shoulder blades. The back of Allie's skull crashed into a steel frame wrapped with teal seat fabric. "Aahhh!!" Allie cried. Allie tossed jaw length scalp graphite among her crystal jacketed scapula chalk. "Whoa-- fuuuck, dude--" the Ladybug's driver groaned. "Sooo fuckin'-- hawwwt, yo." The driver's right hand fingers curled around the bottom of his shirt. Scrawny digits dragged a rim of white cotton fabric up a skinny, pale stomach. A hair patch extended from the bottom of the driver's belly button to the rim of his jeans. The driver laid a bony index finger extending from his left hand along a denim crotch seam. He glided a skinny knuckle extension down a blue jean dick covering. He sank a slender fingertip into a strip of blueberry sand paper. He dragged an ivory nightcrawler towards a zinc plated button fastening his britches. "ahhh--" the young man groaned. Gwen's palms dropped on periwinkle blue denim strapped around her hips. Gwen folded at the waist. Golden irises glared at Allie from Gwen's irritated ocular ports. "Whoa fuhhhck, dude--" the Ladybug's infatuated driver purred. "Sooo fuckin'-- hawt, yo." The wheelman stretched defiant t-shirt artwork above his pasty abdomen gristle. He grazed caramel belly sprouts connecting his sunken navel to his indigo jeans. The Ladybug operator grated his blueberry dick denim using lanky digit claws. "ahhh--" the young man indulgently purred. Gwen secured pale denim encasing her gelatin hips and glared at Allie's ocean eyes. "You're a fucking skank, Allie!" Gwen shrieked. Allie crumpled into a heap along a step beside the Ladybug's passenger seat. The back of Allie's head rested against tufts of teal vinyl surrounding a chair edge. Allie's eye coverings pinched together. Allie's ivory biceps and forearms folded on top of her face. Gwen stood up straight. Gwen's right foot lifted off rows of pale blocks. Her heel flattened against the back of her thigh. "I fuckingg--" Gwen snarled. Gwen's foot sprang away from her upper leg. Suede surrounding the tip of Gwen's boot sank into soft flesh protecting Allie's stomach. "--*hate* you!!" Gwen shouted. Allie dropped off the edge of the Ladybug's passenger door way. Allie's butt collided with wobbly bricks. Her shoulder blades dragged sharp steel surrounding the lower rim of the cabin frame. Allie's temple collided with cracked blocks covering the ground. "You're a fucking *skank*, Allie!" Gwen shrieked from disgusted lip compote. Allie embedded seaweed frame vinyl and cuddled her eyes with defensive wrist ivory. Gwen collected bronze Achilles felt along baby blue denim bundling her curvy rump. "I fuckeeeng--" Gwen hatefully snarled. The pissy pixie hammered Allie's pillowy entrail flanks with her loaded boot vertex. "--*hate* you!!" Gwen maliciously belted. Allie's leather strapped hiny and raven stranded temple greeted decrepit bricks. Sharp steel forming the cabin's lower frame sanded Allie's velvet shoulder blades. "aahhhh--" Allie groaned. Allie flattened her biceps against her stomach, folded in half, and covered her face with her wrists. The Ladybug's driver shoved a long, skinny forearm down the front of his jeans. He squeezed a set of scrawny fingers around his dick. The driver started jerking off. "AAaaa--" Allie somberly grunted. Allie cobbled terrified limbs into a fetal position and buried her disgusted face. The Ladybug's driver reached inside his baggy britches and started jerking off. "ahhh, yeahh--" the Ladybug's driver purred. The driver tilted his head back and closed his eyes. "oohhhh--" the driver groaned from lengthy mouth rims. The Ladybug's driver gritted his teeth and stroked a half foot broomstick. "You girls look so fuckin'-- gooood--" the driver grunted. Allie contorted her body into a fetal position. She inhaled between a set of blood soaked lips. "ahhh, yeahh--" the Ladybug's kinky operator obtrusively groaned. The driver tipped amber scalp fluffs between his shoulders and sealed analog peepers. "oohhhh--" the grateful dusk traveler croaked using lengthy mouth rims. The Ladybug handler tamped his lustful incisors and polished a half foot broomstick. "You girls look so fuckin' gooood--" the mop haired driver croaked. Allie plowed scalp licorice and siphoned nighttime frost between claret soaked teeth. "mmmmm--" Allie whimpered. "God-- damn it, Gwen!! Je-sus!" Gwen slung unsympathetic palms into the air. Gwen's agitated mit pillows flattened beside her striped shoulders. Gwen stared at crow colored strands wrapping the edge of Allie's head. A set of raven eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's nose. "eehhhh--" Allie helplessly cried. "God-- damn it, Gwen! Je-sus!!" Gwen hoisted heartless palm pillows and scoured Allie's pitiful noggin graphite. "What, bitch?!!" Gwen demanded. "Does that hurt-- pussyy?!?!" Gwen lifted her right foot. She drove the point of her boot into black, see through silk covering Allie's lower back. "*What*, bitch?!" Gwen sadistically probed. "Does that hurt-- pussy?!!" Gwen hammered Allie's black silk kidney veil with the point of her boot. "Ahhhh!!" Allie shouted. The Ladybug's driver shoved his cycling dick between sweaty finger curls. Velvet skin shreds peeled off of swollen pecker hide. "aAAaaa!!" Allie belted from horrified lip cherries. The Ladybug driver packed his sweaty fingers and sanded his delicate pecker hide. "ahhhh-- YEAHHHH!!" the driver shouted. "This shit is fuckin' gooood, yo--" Gwen slipped the sole of her right boot off surfaces of pale bricks. She drove the point of her footwear into Allie's lower back three more times. "ahhhh-- YEAHHHH!!" the perverted pilot viciously howled. "This shit is sooo-- fuckin' good, yo--" Gwen drove a suede boot tip between Allie's murky kidney curtains three more times. "Like-- that-- slutt?!!" Gwen squawked during vengeful vertebrae collisions. Gwen's right foot dropped beside her left. Gwen listened to grateful panting. She looked up. She watched strands of shaggy, dirty blonde hair sloshing the Ladybug driver's face. A set of two inch, rust colored irises stared at narrow stripes wrapping Gwen's chest. "Like-- that-- slutt?!!" Gwen squawked during spiteful vertebrae collisions. Gwen parked a tan spinal beater along pale brick chips cradling her idle footwear. She noticed indulgent wheezing disturbing peaceful, after hours wilderness. She spotted two inch ocular pennies gawking between dirty blonde cheek sloshers. "Ahhh!" the driver barked. "Oh! Ohh!!!" The corners of Gwen's hazel eyes crinkled. The bridge of Gwen's tiny nose wrinkled. "aaAAHH!" the Ladybug driver squawked. "ooOO! ooOOHH!!" Gwen crumpled her disgusted nose tube and ivory temple velvet framing her hazel eyes. "Awww-- Jesus, Cole--" Gwen grumbled. "You sick bastard. Are you serious, right now?!" "Awww Jesus, Cole--" Gwen grumbled using tomato glossed lips. "You sick fuck. Are you fucking-- serious right now?" "Ahhh!!" Cole wailed. "Uh! Uh!!" Gwen stared at a one inch bulge near the top of Cole's jeans. A puddle like a half dollar materialized. Slimy bodily fluids soaked a pecker shaped denim mound. "aahhhh--" Cole grunted. Cole sanded his swollen cock with bony, sweat coated digits. "ohhh, yeahhhh--" Cole purred. Gwen's head dropped. Her face sank into her palms. An alien decorated bay door rolled up. Visitor embellished loading slats disappeared behind crooked, crimson bricks. Freaky, fast punk music erupted from an ancient warehouse. Peaks of pump action strums combined with snare smashes and hi-hat intersections. Indiscernable vocal shrieks switched from a low octave to a high note. Thoughtless, narcissistic catch phrases terminated seven word verses. Kyle inhabited the interior of an open bay. Plastic, tomato colored ball cap mesh was strapped over Kyle's forehead. Short curls the color of pumpkin pie poked through a two inch opening. The four centimeter hole separated woven polystyrene and a slender strap fastening Kyle's hat. A set of bourbon colored quarters was attached to the middles of Kyle's eyes. A pair of gold rings dangled from Kyle's left earlobe. Strands tinted like pumpkin pie curled over the edges of Kyle's auditory siphons. "aaAAAAHH!!" Cole wailed. "Ah! Ah! Ah!!" Gwen watched a semen half dollar soak blueberry denim covering Cole's boner bulge. "aahhhh--" Cole purred using gratified mouth seams. "ohhh, yeahhhhh--" Gwen polished bewildered facial points with her irritated palm pillow ceramic. Extraterrestrial embellished bay slats disappeared beyond delapidated brick salmon. Guitar pumps intersecting snare taps and hateful lyrics terminated punk rock stanzas. Cole, Gwen, and Allie's friend Kyle inhabited the foreboding warehouse opening. Tomato ball cap plastic webbed Kyle's forehead limestone and overlooked a hat belt. Pumpkin pie scalp strands escaped his noggin net and eclipsed curious ocular scotch. Twin lobe hoops sparked bronze hair coils cradling his left hand acoustic funnels. A grey t-shirt hung from a set of muscular shoulders surrouding Kyle's thick neck. A black, capital "N" was etched along the left breast of Kyle's trunk covering. A coal tinted, uppercase "Y" intersected a character constructed from printed sticks. Baggy, periwinkle blue jeans descended from the bottom of Kyle's shirt. The cuffs of Kyle's jeans wadded around red, canvas shoes with white, rubber toes. The tips of Kyle's thick fingers surrounded a white, plastic rim. The body of a cherry red, polystyrene cup dangled from an ivory tinted lip. Bourbon irises focused on a fist shaped bulge hammering the crotch of Cole's jeans. A set of pumpkin pie colored eyebrows pointed down the the bridge of Kyle's nose. A grey t-shirt dangled from muscular shoulders framing Kyle's thick neck. A capital "Y" intersected an uppercase "N" smudging Kyle's left peck covering. Kyle's periwinkle jean wads profiled ruby shoe canvas flaunting quartz toe rubber. Kyle's fingertips hoisted an ivory sipping lip feeding cherry beverage plastic. Kyle noticed Cole scouring the crotch of his jeans and pleated revolted brow caramel. "Awww, you fucking-- gross fuck!" Kyle shouted. Kyle stomped across loose, salmon colored bricks. Ivory colored sneaker platforms carried Kyle beside the Ladybug's driver's side door. Kyle's leg swung between indigo columns surrounding Cole's crotch. Kyle's shin crashed into Cole's nuts. Kyle's calf compressed Cole's testicles against the bottom of his pelvis. "waAAHHHH!!" Cole shrieked. Cole's fingers squeezed between the beginnings of his thighs. Slender digits covered Cole's balls. Cole hugged his neck with his shoulders. One inch pupils occupying silicate ellipses faced each other. Arcs of eye whites occupied the outer edges of Cole's two inch lenses. Cole bent over. He cradled his nuts with scrawny knuckle extensions. He quivered from piercing abdominal cramps. "OOoooohh--" Cole groaned. Kyle lifted sets of confused fingers beside his biceps. "Awww-- you fucking, gross fuck!" Kyle blurted. Kyle guided quartz colored sneaker platforms across salmon tinted brick fragments. He launched a shin catapult between indigo denim columns showcasing Cole's man junk. Cole snatched his nuts, tilted his head back, and centralized his ocular flapjacks. "AAAaaggh!!" Cole snarled between horrified lips. "What did I tell you, Cole?" Kyle requisitioned. "Didn't we talk about this?" Kyle pointed a thick finger between rusted discs covering the upper half of Cole's face. "I told you, mann-- it's fuckin' nasty. Don't be jerkin' your cock in front of everyone-- you fuckin' weirdo!!" Cole looked up. He gazed into bourbon colored shutters surrounding Kyle's pupils. Dingy teeth between Cole's thin lips mashed together. Cole's jaws ripped themselves apart. "What did I tell you, Cole?" Kyle impatiently demanded. "Didn't we talk about this??" Kyle pointed between copper pupil slivers consuming the upper half of Cole's face. "I told you, mahhhn-- it's fuckin' nasty. Don't be jerkin' your *cock* in front of everyone, you fuckin' freak!" Cole glared at Kyle's bourbon irises and bared dingy teeth between his long lips. "I kept it hidden inside my jeans, KYLE!!!" Cole shouted back. Cole crushed his ribs with his biceps. Cole's forearms poked out of his abs. "It's not like anybody could *see* it!! Jeez!!!" Kyle popped Cole in the throat with his knuckles. Cole's biceps tore themselves off the edges of his ribs. His fingers folded themselves over his scrawny aorta. Two inch wide, rust colored irises glared at Kyle's face. Cole dropped to his knees. He struggled to force air down his throat. Sadistic giggles erupted from Gwen's shiny, tomato stained lips. Kyle's head turned. Kyle studied Gwen's hazel colored irises. Kyle searched Gwen's bourbon ocular slivers. He bobbed his head. "It's under my pants, Kyyyle!!" Cole howled from somber oral flaps. Cole sprouted miserable digits using frail forearms poking out of his flanks. "It's not like anybody could *see* it! Gyahhhd!!" Kyle hammered Cole's inattentive vocal cords with a set of graceful knuckles. Cole clawed his collapsed trachea and planted panicked kneecaps along loose bricks. Gwen ejected sadistic cackles from her strawberry glossed digestive rims. Kyle searched bourbon ocular slivers cleaving Gwen's mascara blossomed cornea flaps. "'sup, girly girl?" Kyle remarked. Kyle stomped around the Ladybug's driver's side door. Bricks collided below dumbell shaped platforms attached to Kyle's canvas shoes. Kyle's fingers curled around seaweed colored paint coating the Ladybug's pilot hatch. Kyle shoved Cole's cockpit covering against the body of the Ladybug. "Where's your better half??" Kyle called above a dome shaped cabin. Gwen's irritated face tilted. Long, black eyelashes gripped the edges of Gwen's pupils. Gwen's pitch stained ocular bristles profiled her pissy pupils. The tips of Gwen's eyebrows pointed towards the bridge of her nose. "'sup, girly girl?" the mischievous door watcher attentively probed. Kyle stomped brick fragments and settled Cole's door within the Ladybug's teal frame. "Where's your better *half*?" Kyle called above the dome shaped automotive cabin. Gwen tilted irritated precipice custard above her cookies and cream clavicle stripes. "She's not my 'better half', Kyle!" Gwen shouted back. Kyle rounded the front of the Ladybug. He stopped beside the beetle car's passenger door. He looked at the ground. Allie sat beside the lower edge of the Ladybug's door frame. Allie's palms rested along fragments of pale bricks covering the ground. Her knees were grouped in front of her chest. Her ankles were spaced twenty inches apart. Points of leather extending from Allie's boot toes faced each other. Allie peered below a curtain of crow colored bangs covering her forehead. She stared between drops of bourbon near the middles of Kyle's eyes. Kyle nodded. "She's not my 'better half', *Kyle*!" Gwen viciously snapped. Kyle parked beside the Ladybug's rider door and examined withered pavement blocks. Allie's lounging palms braced her nylon spine screen below Cole's passenger hatch. Blue jay peepers under Allie's bangs surveyed vigilant kneecaps guarding her chest. Leather boot tips spanning twenty inches sighted a space between Allie's shins. Kyle directed corneal scotch droplets at Allie's blue raspberry pupil markers. "Alright, then," Kyle responded. Kyle's head turned. Kyle stared into Gwen's hazel eye shutters. "So when are me and *you* gonna go out on a date, then?" Kyle requisitioned. Kyle lifted a red, plastic cup. He rested a white, polystyrene rim against his lips. Kyle's fat fingers tilted a crimson bucket towards the edges of his mouth. Gwen smelled beer. "Okay, then," the inquisitive bay greeter judiciously conceded. Kyle examined caramel and honey drizzle forming Gwen's penetrating ocular ports. "So when are me and *you* gonna go out on a date?" Kyle playfully demanded. Kyle tipped barley froth along his salmon mouth rims using a crimson sipping bucket. "Oh God, Kyyyle--" Gwen groaned. Allie lifted sets of shaking fingers beside her pale cheeks. "Oh Gahhhd, Kyyyyyle--" Gwen groaned using disgusted lip syrup. Allie lifted shivering cream fingers spotted with tangerine beside her ivory cheeks. "L-Lloyd Freeman is her--" Allie forced out of pomegranate oral coverings. Allie formed quotes with her pasty digits. "--'better half'." Gwen's head swirled around. Gwen pointed between blue jay colored shutters surrounding Allie's pupils. "Lllloyd Freeman is her--" Allie gravely responded. "--'better half'," the ocean eyed pixie commented while forging pasty digit quotes. Gwen acknowledged blue jay cornea shutters dividing Allie's mascara soaked lashes. "Shut-up, Allie!!" Gwen shouted. Kyle looked at raven colored strands sprouting from Gwen's scalp. He bobbed his head. "Shut-up, Allie!!" Gwen rabidly squawked. Kyle examined raven filaments dusting Gwen's icy facial points and bobbed his head. "You mean Sal's brother?" Kyle inquired. "How long have *you* two been goin' out?" Allie glared at Gwen from the tops of her eyes. Allie's tangerine spotted fingers yanked a gold chain hanging from the Ladybug's rear seat. "You mean Sal's brother?" Kyle invasively prodded. "How long have *you* two been goin' out??" Allie aimed ozone peepers at Gwen's eye embers and snatched her golden purse links. "They're *not*," Allie snapped. Gwen lifted the sole of her boot off crumbling bricks. She lunged towards Allie's face. "They're *not*," Allie ferociously snapped. Gwen hoisted menacing boot suede above Allie's fearful face and lunged at her. "Allieee!!" Gwen shrieked. Allie winced. Allie's face swiveled above her nylon covered shoulder. Her eyes squeezed themselves shut. Allie dragged brass tinted loops beside the edge of the Ladybug's passenger chair. A slick, black bag the size of a paperback novel followed slender, gold plated hoops. Allie's vinyl purse dropped on a sheet of tar colored leather strapped across her lap. Kyle watched Allie collecting a shiny carrying case. He chuckled. He looked at Gwen. "Allieee!!" Gwen hysterically squealed. Allie tensed nylon shoulder mist and covered dish soap irises with apricot eye flaps. She tipped a licorice bag the size of a paperback on top of her leather lap hammock. Kyle expelled fascinated chuckles and examined Gwen's bourbon pupil facets. "Fuckin'-- what??" Kyle requisitioned. "Fuckin'-- what??" Kyle dubiously questioned. Kyle grinned. Gold colored coins wandered to the corners of Gwen's eyes. Gwen glared at Kyle's smiling precipice. Gwen studied Kyle's lip arcs with saxophone irises skimming the corners of her eyes. "Kyyyle--" Gwen snarled. "Wipe that stupid smirk off your face!" Kyle lifted his thick fingers beside his cheeks. He showed Gwen his palms. "Ky-yyyle--" Gwen warned. "Wipe that stu-pid smirk off your *face*." Kyle hoisted thick fingers beside his sympathetic cheeks and showed Gwen his palms. "Nah, heyy--" Kyle purred. "It's fine. You got a crush on the guy." Kyle folded masculine forearms on top of grey cotton fabric covering his pecks. Allie's fingers crushed wet strands blanketing the back of her scalp. Warm liquid soaked Allie's porcelain fingertips. Allie dangled tangerine capped digits in front of her eyes. Irises like blue jays studied crimson droplets staining Allie's tiny knuckle extensions. The floor of the warehouse was covered with slick concrete. The slippery ground cement was the color of slate. Like the rest of the warehouse, the ancient floor was beginning to settle. Thick cracks separated artificial stone into giant, slate colored rocks. Mountains of broken concrete chunks occupied five foot areas. Aluminum cones dangled from the ceiling. Light weight points hung from two foot junction boxes fastened to tin roofing sheets. Bulbs two feet wide were threaded into dust coated openings facing the floor. Lime green light erupted from silicate domes. Other plasma bowls glowed the color of seawater. Additional fixtures phosphoresced like giant, illuminated tangerines. A few industrial lamps were dark. Circular grids forged from steel dowels were woven below warehouse ceiling lights. Pallet racks lined factory walls. Forklift shelving was supported by uprights coated with faded, blueberry tinted paint. Rails stained with pale, tangerine acrylic supported primer colored cross braces. Three rows of intersecting supports were originally covered with plywood sheets. Several cellulose boards were missing. Skid organizers were arranged along a partition across from the bay door. Near ends of a long divider, additional pallet racks lined walls forming forty-five degree vertices. A half pipe made from crate storage plywood occupied warehouse floor concrete. The pine board structure was fifteen feet wide, eight feet tall, and thirteen feet deep. Modified shelf sheets spanned rims of an arc shaped skating ramp. Protective hoop trim began two feet beyond ends of cellulose semi-tubing. Crests of chute fitted walls leveled off twenty-four inches above cracked floor cement. Panels spanning half pipe edges were shaped like inverted bridge arches. One semi-circular panel pointed at the door. The other skate ramp divider faced the pallet rack occupying the opposite end of the room. Thirteen foot sheets forged shelves two feet deep beside ends of arched paneling. Curved slats of plywood were nailed across tops of hardwood ellipse separations. Graffiti covered a half pipe skating surface and pine rim protectors. Pallet rack boards were decorated with blueberry, cherry red, charcoal black, snow white, hot pink, and lime green spray paint. Two inch, steel tubes guarded beginnings of a plywood chute. "Nah, hey--" Kyle artlessly jabbered. "I mean-- it's fine." Kyle folded sizable forearms along grey cotton fabric bundling his peck cutlets. "You got a crush on the guy. *I* get it." Allie wrung rear scalp soot and scanned cherry drizzled finger cream with ocean eyes. Scored cement boulders five feet wide blanketed the foundations of the warehouse. Lime, teal, and orange rays departed elliptical grates lining aluminum ceiling cones. Dysfunctional lamps remained dark, incorporating spooky spaces with low visibility. Tangerine rails and blueberry braces formed pallet racks lining tin partitions. Stolen shelves unveiled steel skid supports and formed an arc shaped skating surface. Indigo, ivory, coal, tulip, rose, and kiwi graffiti coated the cellulose half pipe. Josh Griffin stood along the upper, left skate ramp shelf. Messy, three inch coils sprouted from a four inch square spanning Josh's scalp. Josh's disorganized hair curls were the color of scotch. Josh's head was shaved close to the skin below beginnings of scotch tinted head fluffs. Eyes the color of tar stared below a set of bourbon colored eyebrows. Slender cheek bones poked out beside points of thin lips. A huge, baggy t-shirt drooped from Josh's narrow shoulders. Josh's upper body covering was the color of dijon mustard. An image of a four inch tall, white stalk was printed down the middle of Josh's t-shirt. An eight centimeter wide mushroom cap shrouded a porcelain fungus trunk. The fruiting body umbrella was blood red with white specks. Wads of indigo colored denim descended from the lower rim of Josh's dijon colored t-shirt. Columns of navy blue bulges wrapped Josh's skinny legs. The ends of Josh's jeans wadded around sloppy, black sneakers. A skateboard was tucked between Josh's scrawny wrist and belly fabric like snob dressing. Graphite colored grip tape was glued to Josh's elliptical city cruiser. Scooter carpet like sand paper dug into lower wrist skin similar to gelatin dessert. Skate deck endings diverted from a sneaker platform along forty-five degree trajectories. Wheels like vanilla pudding surrounded potted metal tees screwed beside foot plate creases. Josh Griffin occupied an upper skate floor aligning the left end of the alien bay. Walnut head hide framed a hairdo patch sprouting Josh's three inch scotch sprouts. Josh's ocular tar droplets scoured hardwood rolling bezels underneath bourbon brows. Ghastly cheek points sculpted extensive facial cavities devouring Josh's lanky lips. A baggy t-shirt the color of dijon mustard overflowed Josh's narrow shoulders. Salted mushroom claret topped an ivory fungus trunk gracing his pasty chest drapes. Indigo denim wads concealing Josh's skinny legs framed his sloppy, black sneakers. Graphite skateboard tape topping custard wheels grated his lanky wrist oatmeal. Josh's girlfriend Ivy sat beside her boyfriend on two feet of plywood. Ivy's hair was colored sort of like a snow cone. Blueberry pigmented strands sprouted from edges of a charcoal black beanie. Ivy's hair faded to plum purple beside apples of bony cheeks. Ivy's hair became pomegranate red below edges of a pointed chin. Raspberry strands transformed into cherry red tips between Ivy's shoulder plates. A quartz tinted emblem shaped like a skull was stitched to Ivy's charcoal colored beanie. Thin skin the color of talcum powder was stretched across Ivy's hard edged face. Bronze colored eye shadow was brushed over the ends of Ivy's ocular flaps. Rust tinted powder blended into talc colored foundation covering Ivy's face. Rose hued blush embellished the points of Ivy's cheeks. Ruby tinted smears surrounded Ivy's slender nose. A silver ring hung from Ivy's left nostril. Irises the color of champagne floated between long, black eyelashes. Slender, raven colored eyebrows curved above sets of bronze eye flaps. Thick, raspberry tinted beeswax was smeared across Ivy's long, slender lips. Sleeves of raven colored ruffles hung from Ivy's narrow shoulders. A charcoal pigmented arc dropped from the inner edges of Ivy's sleeves. The asphalt neck hoop was forged from a strand of elastic fabric. Ivy's throat ring curved two inches below the top of her breast bone. A rib and aorta covering like talcum powder sprouted from an arc spanning Ivy's blouse. A black leather band an inch thick was strapped around Ivy's slender neck. One inch, chrome spikes poked out of Ivy's cow hide collar. Josh's girlfriend Ivy embedded a plywood surface two feet deep beside her boyfriend. Ivy's blueberry keratin exited charcoal toboggan fleece parading ivory skull threads. Plum and cherry scalp strands swept Ivy's jagged cheek cream and parted her scapulas. Foundation like talcum powder and rose petal blush framed her asparagus nasal chute. Ivy's raven brows bordered languid visual flaps smudged with bronze eye shadow. A silver link resembling a lock washer punctured Ivy's left nostril spigot. Licorice needles and raspberry beeswax lined her champagne irises and somber lips. An elastic neck hoop hoisted raven shoulder ruffles across Ivy's clavicle buttermilk. Leather pitch strapped chrome plated spikes around her lanky neck custard. Two centimeter Xs formed from elastic fabric dangled a shirt body from Ivy's chest hoop. Pliable breast crosses were the same color as Ivy's nylon rib arch. A raven colored tube of silk hung from ends of supportive knots. The lower edge of a crow tinted column floated above Ivy's belly button. A trim stomach the color of talc curved away from the bottom of Ivy's blouse. Skinny arms the color of porcelain descended from black ruffles shrouding Ivy's shoulders. Slender wrists transformed into tiny, pale fingers. Nails like drops of tar embellished Ivy's teensy digits. Ivy's palms laid flat beside the curves of her upper legs. A raven black, silk skirt surrounded Ivy's hips. The lower edge of Ivy's dress reached the middles of her thighs. Black fishnets surrounded talc white upper legs and kneecaps. Necks of black leather, lace up boots were strapped around Ivy's skinny calves. Shiny, black cow hide surrounded Ivy's narrow insteps. Two inches of black rubber were fastened to the soles of Ivy's slick footwear. Ivy sat Indian style. Leather wrapped lower legs crossed in front of thigh strings forming one inch diamonds. Bernie stood on a two foot, plywood platform above the opposite end of the half pipe. Shutters like robin eggs peered below three inch spikes the color of push broom bristles. Bernie's baby blue eyes sank into a wide face above pale cheek puffs. Charcoal colored hair points poked out of Bernie's temples and the back of his head. Sleeves of a crisp, white shirt surrounded Bernie's jiggly biceps. Ends of ivory arm coverings were rolled below Bernie's thick elbows. Three inch, crimson red bands surrounded white, cotton fabric covering Bernie's biceps. White circles were stitched over the outer edges of Bernie's ruby arm bands. Black swastikas were sutured on top of porcelain ellipses. Red circles surrounded Nazi good luck charms. Red, diagonal slashes were stitched on top of charcoal, Jew hater emblems. Pearl colored buttons strapped Bernie's shirt in front of his thick chest and soft belly. Wads of indigo denim surrounded Bernie's wide thighs and calves. Pliant Xs suspended cropped silk asphalt above her navel punctured stomach pudding. Crow tinted skirt silk corraled Ivy's flimsy hips and secured her upper femur ivory. Ivy's arm quartz framed her graphite thigh fishnets with tar tipped finger chalk. Raven boot hide lashed Ivy's lanky calves and insteps above two inch foot platforms. Bernie sifted doughy optic wells with robin egg irises along the opposite pipe shelf. Three inch hair spikes like push broom bristles extended from Bernie's fat scalp. Rolled sleeve quartz formed elbow rims below his crimson slashed, swastika arm bands. Flat pearl buttons strapped ivory satin across Bernie's belly custard and man tits. Indigo denim wads framed Bernie's work bucket thighs and rocket launcher calves. The ends of Bernie's jeans were rolled above tops of crimson canvas ankle coverings. One inch, white circles were stitched to inner and outer edges of lady bug collars. A blueberry colored star was printed on top of each quartz ellipse. Xs formed from ivory shoelaces strapped Bernie's sneakers around his ankles and insteps. Bernie's shoe laces stopped beside white, rubber tips. Bernie's red foot canvas rested on one inch platforms of porcelain tinted rubber. Suspenders one and a half inches thick hung from indigo denim surrounding Bernie's waist. Outer stripes framing Bernie's discarded jean hoists were crimson red. Cotton like vanilla pudding was stitched down the middles of Bernie's shoulder harnesses. A skateboard was tucked between Bernie's fat fingers and denim shrouding his thick thighs. The fingers of Bernie's unoccupied hand surrounded the rim of a red, plastic cup. A plastic, red cup rim dangled from Bernie's unoccupied sausage digits. Sammy stood across from Josh. Sammy's face was pale and sort of pink. Short, gold tinted spikes were brushed across Sammy's scalp. Pineapple points flowed down Sammy's temples and the back of his head. Bushy, blonde eyebrows skimmed tops of piercing, light brown eyes. Drops of bourbon peered at Josh from the tops of Sammy's eye sockets. A nose shaped like a two inch, glass soda bottle descended the inner corners of Sammy's eyes. Sammy's thin, ham colored lips curved like artifacts of a smile. But, Sammy only formed an authentic smirk when he was intimidating other people. Folded jean cuffs paraded cream ovals with blueberry stars along cherry ankle canvas. Shoelace Xs secured Bernie's tomato sneakers above rubber tips and mats like ivory. Raspberry and cream suspender stripes dangled from Bernie's oversized waist denim. Bernie's fat fingers cradled his skateboard and a plastic lip topping a crimson cup. Sammy broadcasted his flamingo face points across the coasting chute from Josh. Hair points resembling wood shavings headed for the rear of Sammy's narrow scalp. Pineapple brow bushes skimmed the peaks of Sammy's bourbon ocular droplets. Sammy's crooked nasal sculpture was shaped like a two inch, glass soda bottle. Sammy's ham pigmented mouth seals presented fleeting artifacts of a lengthy smile. A thin neck tinted like cotton candy erupted from a shirt collar the color of red wine. Thin, white stripes surrounded the trunk and sleeves of Sammy's chest covering. Pale forearms emerged from pomegranate rings near the ends of Sammy's sleeves. Sammy's fingers curled around the edge of a skate deck. A slick surface under an oval of charcoal grip tape compressed blueberry colored denim. Sammy's pant legs surrounded black and white checkered canvas covering his insteps. Quartz tinted rubber formed one inch platforms fastened to Sammy's coal and ivory footwear. A red, plastic cup stood beside half inch squares surrounding Sammy's right instep. Sammy bent over. Long, skinny fingers dangling from Sammy's right hand surrounded a white, polystyrene rim. Sammy stood up. He rested the lip of a crimson bucket against a set of upturned mouth edges. Sammy tilted a ruby drink container towards his face. Bernie's right arm extended. His thick fingers suspended his skateboard in front of his thick waist. Bernie's chunky digits uncurled. A plane of maple a half inch thick dropped in front of Bernie's shins. Bernie hopped off his and Sammy's edge of the half pipe. Scotch tinted rubber lining Bernie's sneaker soles landed on charcoal sand paper. Translucent, cherry red wheels dropped on a warped sheet of spray painted plywood. Bernie's translucent, cherry red skate wheels Bernie's skateboard landed sideways. Bernie swung his thick legs leftward. Bernie's wheelie sheet swiveled ninety degrees. Strawberry tinted rollers faced the direction Bernie was sliding. Cherry red polyurethane carried Bernie across the middle of the half pipe. Bernie's pine cruiser rolled up Ivy's end of the skating surface. Bernie's knees folded. The bottoms of Bernie's thick thighs hovered five inches above indigo wads covering his calves. Bernie's skateboard tires tapped a steel tube spanning Ivy's edge of the half pipe. Bernie rolled three feet above a two inch thick tube. He turned ninety degrees. Fat fingers and a thick palm adorning Bernie's right hand gripped a slick chute. Bernie's knees curled against his jiggling man tits. The surface of Bernie's skate deck rested along the soles of his high tops. Bernie's blue jay irises gazed upside down at champagne droplets covering Ivy's corneas. The fingers of Bernie's left hand surrounded red plastic descending from a quartz rim. Bernie turned his cup rightside up while he landed. Two inches of charcoal tinted rubber below Ivy's heels scooted her butt backwards. Ivy stared into Bernie's light blue eyes. Bernie bobbed his fat face. Sammy's flamingo throat snorkel exited t-shirt wine with dual parmesan chest stripes. A charcoal taped skate deck eclipsing Sammy's blueberry thigh denim grated his wrist. Sammy's baggy britches framed black and white canvas checkers topping his insteps. Inch thick mats the color of quartz supported Sammy's coal and ivory sneaker tiles. Sammy tilted crimson cup plastic against upturned lips using carnation nightcrawlers. Bernie tossed a maple skate deck with celery digits and stomped graphite grip tape. He scooted translucent wheels the color of cherries across spray painted wood arcs. He crumpled denim shrouded leg gelatin and grabbed his cellulose wheelie sheet. He clinked Ivy and Josh's shelf tubing and hoisted calf barrels with palm steak. Bernie compacted his man tits with supportive arm pudding and flashed his ruby cup. Ivy scooted alarmed hiny leather using clunky boot mats lining her fishnet porcelain. "'sup, Ives?!" Bernie requisitioned. Bernie rested the rim of a red, plastic cup against his chunky lips. He tilted a polystyrene bucket and sipped yeast flavored suds. Bernie released a steel tube. He dropped onto a curved surface decorated with blueberry, cherry red, and lime green spray paint. Bernie turned left an additional ninety degrees. See through, cherry red wheels rolled down warped plywood. Scotch colored eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Josh's nose. Drops of tar studied an "X" forged from suspenders dangling behind Bernie's thighs. Josh bent over. He wedged an arc shaped plane between a floppy shoe sole and two feet of supportive plywood. Josh's skateboard extended forty-five degrees in front of his denim wadded shins. A charcoal tinted rubber mat hanging from Josh's left sneaker crashed into his skate deck. Josh dropped off his and Ivy's end of the half pipe. Polyurethane wheels tinted like vanilla pudding rolled down a plywood ramp. Bernie coasted above his and Sammy's end of the skating chute. Bernie's right hand fingers and palm gripped a two inch tube protecting a ramp edge. Bernie suspended himself upside down. Bernie's beer cup found its way beside Bernie's thick cheeks. Bernie's skateboard laid across the soles of his high tops. Bernie's fat cheeks swiveled. Blue jay irises studied piercing drops of bourbon plopped along Sammy's corneas. Sammy stared, quietly. A fake smirk was cemented to the lower edge of Sammy's face. Sammy bobbed his head towards Josh and Ivy's end of the half pipe. Josh skidded up Bernie and Sammy's end of the plywood hoop. (vanilla pudding wheels) Josh's left hip and thigh crashed into puffs of fat surrounding Bernie's ribs. Bernie's supportive limb felt like it was being squeezed in a vice. Bernie lost his balance. "'sup, Ives??" Bernie recklessly blathered. Bernie tipped yeasted suds between his inflated lips and surfed fruity ramp paint. Josh's ocular tar drops targeted Bernie's unset suspenders below downturned brows. Josh capsized his city cruiser and pummeled asphalt tape with sloppy sneaker coal. Bernie elevated his lumpy body meat and ramp roller beside Sammy's piercing eyes. Sammy cemented a phony smirk along the lower edge of his face and bobbed his head. Josh sailed board graffiti with ivory wheels and impacted Bernie's kidney custard. "Shiiiiitt!!" Bernie shrieked. Bernie's palm and fingers slipped off a steel tube covering the corner of the half pipe. Josh rolled into Bernie. He slung his arms against Bernie's thighs. He shoved Bernie off the end of a pine skate ramp. Josh turned sideways. Josh's skateboard trucks landed on a slick pipe protecting Bernie and Sammy's landing. Bernie dropped eight feet. Thick flesh surrounding Bernie's back flattened crisp fabric on chunks of broken concrete. Bernie's legs swung like catapults. An inch of ivory colored rubber attached to Bernie's high tops crashed into the floor. The edge of Bernie's skate deck bounced on broken cement. Thin, red plastic securing the bottom of Bernie's cup smashed crooked concrete. Bernie's polystyrene sipping bucket exploded. Nine ounces of amber colored ale erupted from the fingers of Bernie's left hand. Bernie's beer traveled through cold, nighttime air and turned into snow colored suds. Barley flavored soda splashed Bernie's thick forearm. Oat bubbles soaked crisp, white fabric surrounding Bernie's bicep. Yeast foam drenched the left edge of Bernie's shirt. Bernie's skateboard rolled like a barrel. His swirling street surfer crashed into a blueberry lacquered column supporting a pallet rack. Wheels the color of vanilla pudding rested against a two foot wide sheet of plywood. Potted metal shafts connecting Josh's skate wheels rested along two inch, steel tubing. Josh peeked over the edge of the half pipe. A set of tar colored irises studied anti-Nazi arm bands wrapping Bernie's biceps. Josh slung a long, skinny arm in front of a four inch mushroom covering his t-shirt. He extended a scrawny pointer finger. "Sheee-uhht!!" Bernie shrieked above his uprooted forearm and marshmallow bicep. Bernie's back fat, silk wrap and hardwood surf plate pummeled ancient cement shards. Jagged mortar shredded ruby cup plastic and soaked Bernie's shirt with barley soda. Josh balanced his potted metal skate trucks across Bernie and Sammy's guard pipe. He sloshed scrawny arm segments in front of mushroom artwork decorating his t-shirt. "Wussup, motha fucker?!!" Josh shouted. Gwen and Allie stood inside a bay door. Slats displaying alien artwork shrouded Gwen and Allie's raven scalp strands. Crimson liquid leaked from Allie's nostrils and lips. Allie watched Bernie collapse along crumbling concrete. She raised her palms in front of see through silk surrounding her shoulders. "Wussup, motha fucker?!!" Josh sadistically fired back. Gwen and Allie parked raven scalp strands underneath rolled up, alien bay slats. Allie sniffled cherry nose syrup and grated murky bicep pitch with grim nail embers. "Josh-- what the FUCK?!!?" Allie shouted. Josh's head turned. Josh searched an open bay. Josh's skateboard trucks shifted. Sloppy, rubber soles hanging from Josh's sneakers slipped off of charcoal tinted grip tape. "Josh-- what the FUCK?!" Allie demanded. Josh acknowledged Allie's frantic shrieks and lost his footing on unstable grip tape. "AAHHH!!" Josh shouted. Josh dropped off the end of a pine half pipe. Josh's shoulder blades collided with bowed plywood five feet from a steel tube. Josh skidded down a graffiti covered curve on scotch tinted coils sprouting from his scalp. Josh's skateboard tumbled from the top of a warped skating surface. The frame of Josh's wheelie deck landed on indigo denim stitched over his crotch. Josh's dijon wrapped deltoids ratcheted off of warped plywood. His scrawny upper limbs folded on top of his nuts. His dark, shiny eyes popped open. "PUHH!!" Josh groaned. Allie's tiny fingers folded over her nose and mouth. Raven colored eyebrows pointed at the outer corners of Allie's eyes. Irises like blue jays stared across the warehouse. Gwen glared at crow tinted strands erupting from Allie's temple. Gwen lunged at Allie. Gwen's fingers landed on transparent, charcoal tinted fabric hanging from Allie's shoulder. Gwen collided with Allie's bicep, tightened her arms, and extended agitated limbs. "Allie!" Gwen squealed. "Jeez!!" The soles of Allie's boots lifted off of cracked cement. Allie dropped three feet. Allie's left temple collided with crimson bricks surrounding the edge of the warehouse bay. Allie's left arm and shoulder hammered steel protruding from a mud block frame. Allie's left hip crushed shiny leather on broken concrete covering the floor. The outer edge of Allie's kneecap and the surface of her boot crashed into jagged cement. Cole stomped between Allie and Gwen. A cum stain covered the crotch of Cole's indigo jeans. A set of rust colored irises searched two inch circles of glass in front of Cole's eyes. "Whoa-- What's goin' on in *this* place, yo?" Cole pondered. Gwen peeked behind white cotton fabric hanging down Cole's skinny back. She watched Allie. Allie curled her knees against her chest. She folded her arms over the edges of her skull. "aaAAHH!" Josh shrieked from panicked digestive seams. Josh's dijon scapula linen struck plywood arcs, then sanded cherry and lime graffiti. His toppling wheelie deck collided with blueberry denim cradling his testicles. "AAAaaa--" Josh expelled between disgusted lips. Allie's horrified digits smothered bloody mouth flaps below grieving blue jay irises. Gwen scanned her feeble cohort and shoved her nylon rib wrap with indigo finger caps. "Allie, you FUCK!!" Gwen squealed past hateful lip tomatoes. Allie dove like a blocked safety and greeted bay bricks with her raven temple twine. Allie's bicep screen and hip leather departed track steel and hammered broken cement. "AAaa! Gahhhd--" Allie belted from crimson slopped oral seals. Cole proudly parked cum stained, denim indigo among Allie and Gwen's violent spat. Images of Cole's rusted pupil facets searched two inch crystals topping his cheeks. "Whoa--" Cole mindlessly droned. "The fffuck's goin' on in *this* place, yo?" Gwen watched her somber sidekick hug her knees and nuzzle neoprene cloaked arm ivory. "I'm trying to convince Josh and these guys to help us out," Gwen explained. Gwen snuck behind Cole. She stopped, looked down at Allie, and lifted her right foot. "But, Allie's trying to--" Gwen's boot swung like a golf club. The point of Gwen's footwear collided with Allie's breast bone. "--fuck it up!!" Gwen shrieked. Allie's arms collapsed along see through fabric covering her chest. "Gahh!!" Allie shrieked. Gwen's boot swooped away from Allie's arms. Brown suede wrapping the back of Gwen's ankle collapsed periwinkle denim covering her butt. Gwen sank the toe of her boot between Allie's tits. "Fucker!" Gwen shouted. Gwen battered Allie's tiny breasts two more times. "I'm trying to convince Josh and these guys to help us out," Gwen bitterly disclosed. The pissy princess hoisted camel hair, ankle suede along her periwinkle hiny denim. "But, Allieee--" Gwen extracted a piercing shriek by boot gouging Allie's raven misted clavicle. "--is trying to FUCK IT UP!!" the raven haired misery mistress belched. Allie crumpled crystal chest graphite overlooking her crow tinted tube top. Gwen latched tan heel suede and buried her toe point between Allie's softball tits. "Fucker!" Gwen shouted. Gwen moccasin spiked Allie's charcoal clouded chest porcelain two more times. "AHHH!" Allie belched. Allie's blue jay colored eyes pleaded with pennies attached to the middles of Gwen's corneas. "Gwen!!" Allie begged. "STOP!! Please!!" Sammy wandered in front of Cole, Gwen, and Allie. The fingers of Sammy's left hand secured his skateboard against wads of blueberry thigh denim. A red, plastic cup dangled from long, skinny fingers hanging from Sammy's right hand. Kyle stepped between Gwen and Cole. His forearm landed on white cotton fabric wrapping Cole's ribs. Kyle shoved Cole towards the edge of the warehouse bay. "AHHH!" Allie belted beyond agonizing facial compote. Allie pleaded with Gwen's vengeful cornea pennies using hysterical, blue jay irises. "G-wen!" Allie begged. "STOP! Please!!" Sammy carried his skateboard and plastic cup in front of Gwen using skinny fingers. Kyle shoved punk rock t-shirt artwork shrouding Cole's meager lung protectors. "Move over, perv!" Kyle belted. Cole skidded on white rubber platforms. Cole's bony face swiveled above his slender throat. Two inch irises wandered to edges of glass circles in front of Cole's eyes. "Move over, perv!" Kyle impatiently bitched. Cole stumbled using white sneaker platforms and scoured his two inch optical discs. "Heyyy--" Cole protested. "The fuuuck, yo?!" Ivy helped Josh hobble to the warehouse bay. Josh's skinny bicep and forearm rested along raven ruffles hanging from Ivy's shoulders. A crease below Josh's elbow wrapped talc colored skin covering the back of Ivy's neck. Josh's skateboard hung from the fingers of his free hand. Josh and Ivy stopped beside Sammy. Josh dropped his wheelie board on chunks of loose concrete. Josh's slender fingers collapsed on indigo denim covering his nuts. Josh looked down. Tar colored irises peered between squinting eyelids. Josh glared at blue jay pigmented shutters surrounding Allie's pupils "Heyyy--" Cole vacantly protested. "The fahhhck, yo?" Josh rode Ivy's raven shoulder ruffles to the alien bay with his aching arm twigs. He chunked his skateboard between Sammy's shoe checks and fondled his nuts. He directed malicious ocular coals at Allie's blue gelatin cornea facets. "Gyahh--" Josh groaned. Josh bobbed his head. "What happened to *you*, freak?" Allie stared at Josh from the floor. She shivered. "What happened to *you*, freak?" Josh demanded using lengthy lips. Allie's shivering, nylon clad carcass scoured Josh's grim face from concrete bedding. "G-Gwen just beat the living *shit* out of me." Josh released his girlfriend's shoulders and stood up. Josh's left foot swung like a golf club. It collided with the end of his skateboard. Josh's gravel cruiser rocketed across cracked cement. A maple curve protruding from Josh's foot deck crashed into Allie's nose. "Ohhhh!!" Allie screeched. Allie's arms jumped off of see through silk blanketing her raven tinted tube top. Allie's tiny fingers folded over her blood drenched nostrils and pomegranate lips. "G-Gwen just beat the living *shit* out of me," Allie ejected from aching mouth rims. Josh battered his skateboard with a sneaker golf club and bonked Allie's nose beebee. "AAAaaa--!" the miserable maiden hopelessly wailed. "You'll be lucky if I don't *kill* you, bitch," Josh kindly responded. Josh looked up. Drops of tar attached to Josh's eyes focused on gold shutters surrounding Gwen's pupils. Josh bobbed his head. "The fuck do *you* two want?" Quarter inch stripes surrounding Gwen's shoulder collapsed grey fabric covering Kyle's ribs. Gwen crushed Kyle's lung protecters using black and white deltoid bands. She shoved Kyle's chest bones. Kyle stepped aside. His forearms poked out of his irritated abdominal muscles. "You'll be lucky if I don't *kill* you, bitch," Josh spitefully spouted. Josh focused on Gwen's brass treated eye shutters using his corneal tar droplets. "The fuck do *you* two want?" the frustrated ramp scooter demanded. Gwen folded cookies and cream wrist streaks and shoved Kyle's ash tinted rib fabric. Kyle sprouted irritated sausage fingers from walnut forearms departing his abs. Gwen stomped across broken concrete. Suede spades stopped in front of rubber mats hanging from Josh's sloppy sneakers. Gwen's hazel eyes gazed into Josh's dark, coal colored irises. Gwen adjusted a half inch, carnation colored strap hanging from her shoulder. Gwen's tongue wet tomato colored gloss plopped on top of her lips. Gwen paddled loose concrete and parked tan boot spades beside Josh's sloppy shoes. She directed hazel peepers at Josh's ocular coals and situated her tulip bag strap. "I know who killed Travis," Gwen remarked. Scotch colored eyebrows pointed towards the inner corners of Josh's eyes. The bridge of Josh's nose wrinkled. Josh's thin lips ripped themselves off of his teeth. "I know who killed Travis," Gwen somberly proclaimed. Josh unveiled dubious teeth and pointed scotch brow marks at skeptical nose pleats. "Who said my brother was *dead*?!" Josh demanded. Josh's arm jumped off of his ribs. His fingers wadded around thin stripes covering Gwen's chest. Josh lifted Gwen off of her feet. Josh's forehead compressed soft skin wrapping the top of Gwen's face. Josh glared into Gwen's golden irises. "Who SAID that?!!" Josh screamed. Gwen's teeth mashed together. Raven colored eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's tiny nose. Gwen's blueberry spotted fingers squeezed dijon colored fabric surrounding Josh's biceps. Gwen's porcelain digits crushed the edges of Josh's shirt against her palms. "Who da fuck said my brother was *dead*??" Josh joylessly demanded. Josh clawed Gwen's clavicle coal streaks and dislodged her stubborn nesting pedals. He greeted Gwen's upper face satin with forehead gristle and scanned her fiery eyes. "Who TOLD you that?!" the amber coiled skateboarder requisitioned. Gwen pointed raven brows at her chickpea nasal tip and grated impatient chiclets. She snatched Josh's dijon bicep linen using blueberry spotted finger velvet. "She *killed* him!!" Gwen shouted back. Gwen forced her forehead against Josh's. She squeezed periwinkle denim covering her thighs against black and white stomach stripes. Gwen flattened the soles of her boots along mushroom artwork decorating Josh's t-shirt. Gwen straightened her legs. She sank her irritated knuckles into Josh's biceps. Josh and Gwen shoved each other's agitated limbs. Gwen sprang away from Josh's stomach. She landed two feet away. Josh pointed between pennies glued to the middles of Gwen's corneas. "She *killed* him, you idiot!" Gwen shouted at Josh's livid face mortar. "Bull-shit!" Josh shouted. "Don't fuck with me, you lying bitch!!" "BULL-shit!" Josh screamed back. "Don't *fuck* with me, you lying bitch." Gwen shoved Josh's shirt fungus with velvet boots and vacated his dismissive digits. She perched ox skin footwear along cement debris next to Josh's unstable sneakers. "Her name is Hailey Holloway!" Gwen shouted back. Josh's eyes crinkled. Josh raised confused palms beside his shoulders. "Her name is Hailey Holloway!" Gwen anxiously shrieked. Josh wrinkled bewildered ocular rims and flaunted his clavicle with upturned palms. "Who-- the fuck is *that*?" Josh demanded. Josh lunged towards his girlfriend. He tripped over his own feet. He crashed along crumbling concrete in front of Ivy's boot toes. Bernie's fat ass dropped on top of Josh's bony ribs. Bernie snaked thick forearms around Josh's neck and the edges of his face. Bernie dragged Josh across jagged cement. He squeezed Josh's neck against crisp, beer soaked fabric covering his man tits. "Who the fuck-- is *that*?" Josh mindlessly blathered. Josh's loosely clad skeleton impacted concrete points framing Ivy's thick boot mats. Bernie spanned Josh's scapulas and squeezed his neck against beer soaked man tits. "Fuckin'-- push me off the ramp, dick-head?!" Bernie shouted at three inch scotch sprouts. "I'm 'bout ta beat your little scrawny ass!" Josh's long, skinny arms curled around Bernie's wrists. "Fuckin'-- push me off the ramp, ya dick-head?!" Bernie belched beside Josh's scalp sprouts. "I'm 'bout ta-- beat your scrawny ass!" Josh collected his lengthy knuckle extensions along Bernie's marshmallow wrists. "Man-- fuck you, Bernie!" Josh squeezed out. "Man-- fuck you, Bernieee!" Josh squeezed out of flattened vocal striations. You can take it!!" Bernie tightened his bicep and forearm against Josh's scrawny neck. Josh's dark, shiny eyes squeezed together. Choking noises like old, creaking stairs erupted from Josh's throat. Drops of champagne between Ivy's eyelashes studied thick arms crushing her boyfriend's neck. Tiny, talc colored fingertips mashed raspberry stained lips shrouding Ivy's chin. Cotton candy cheeks collasped along crisp fabric covering Bernie's thick shoulder. Short, gold colored spikes were brushed across a descending scalp and temples. Drops of bourbon wandered to corners of passionless eyes. Scotch droplets hid below a set of bushy, blonde eyebrows. Golden eye shutters studied the edge of Bernie's fat face. A bell shaped nose descended from inner corners of ale pigmented eyes. A pretentious smile curled ends of thin lips. *You* can take it!!" Josh ejected desperate lung contractions past his bony cheeks and lanky wind pipe. Ivy mashed cherry lips under frantic eye limes using licorice dotted finger custard. Sammy nestled his cotton candy cheeks and spiked hair straw along Bernie's shoulder. He scanned his cohort's face jelly with bourbon eye drops and sculpted a phony smile. "Nowww, Bernie--" Sammy slyly croaked. Bernie swooped his fat facial curves towards his shoulder. "Nowww, Bernieee--" Sammy slyly croaked. Bernie shoved Sammy's cotton candy face gristle using silk shrouded, deltoid custard. "Get oooff, Sammy--" Bernie warned. Sammy's skinny fingers gripped crossed out swastikas stitched to Bernie's arm bands. "Sammy-- get ahhhff, motha fucker!" Bernie savagely snarled. Sammy gripped Bernie's crossed out, swastika arm bands with his skinny fingers. "Bernie, fooool--" Sammy groaned. "Let's all just-- calmmm downnn--" Bernie's head turned. Irises like robin eggs stared at drops of bourbon dotting the corners of Sammy's eyes. "Bernieee--" Sammy groaned using devious voice segments. "Let's all just cahhhlm dowwwn--" Bernie dislodged Sammy's slender jaw using his crimson banded bicep gelatin. "Man-- fuck you, motha fucker!" Bernie grumbled. "I said take a fuckin' hike!!" Sammy's sly digits lifted off of Bernie's crimson arm bands. Cotton candy nightcrawlers slapped crossed out swastikas covering thick flesh. "Man-- fuck you, Sammy!" Bernie viciously belched. "Step off, bee-otch!" Sammy popped Bernie's claret Nazi haters using insidious, carnation nightcrawlers. "BER-nieeee!!" Sammy snarled. Bernie's thick arms released Josh's bony face and scrawny throat. Bernie swirled around, battered Sammy's arms, and folded his thick fingers around Sammy's slender neck. "BER-nieee!!" Sammy relentlessly antagonized. Bernie purged Josh from his bicep mousse and strapped Sammy's neck with finger fat. "Motha FUCKER!!" Bernie snarled. Bernie squeezed Sammy's throat using fingers like hot dogs. Sammy's head tilted back. His piercing eyes squeezed shut. His grinning lips ripped apart. High pitched cackles like toots from a clown horn gushed from Sammy's teeth. Bernie shook Sammy's head like a rag doll's. "Ohhh--" Bernie grumbled. "You think that's funny, freak-boy?!!? Huh?!!" Josh dropped elbow first along the back of Bernie's neck. Bernie's sausage sized fingers slipped off of Sammy's aortic channel. Sammy's eyes popped open. Drops of bourbon attached to Sammy's corneas gazed at Bernie's robin egg colored irises. Thick, golden eyebrows pointed at the inner corners of Sammy's eyes. A maniacal grin tore Sammy's face in two. "Motha FUCK-er!" Bernie rabidly shrieked. Bernie extracted cackles like clown horn toots by sloshing Sammy's tulip face hide. "You think that's funny, freak-boy?!" Bernie recklessly howled. "Huh??!" Josh liberated Sammy's slender aorta by elbow dropping Bernie's rear spine cellulite. "Haa! Haa! Haaaa!!" Sammy honked. The tips of Sammy's skinny fingers gripped quarter sized lumps poking out of Bernie's chest. "Better watch those mannn titties, fat boy!!" Sammy barked. Sammy's nightcrawlers squeezed crisp cotton fabric surrounding Bernie's thick nipples. Sammy's slender digits swirled like egg beaters. Bernie's head tilted until the back of his skull collided with his spine. His baby blue eyes popped open. His pupils shrank to the size of pin-heads. "Haa! Haa! Haaaa!!" Sammy ferociously honked. "Better watch those mannn titties, chunky britches," Sammy whimsically teased. Sammy wound areola nuggets deforming Bernie's shirt silk with egg beater digits. "AAAAAAHH!!" Bernie shrieked. Josh hopped off of cracked concrete. He stared at three inch, tar colored spikes poking out of Bernie's thick scalp. He grinned from ear to ear. Josh's arms extended from his chest. His index fingers pointed at Bernie's robin egg eye shutters. "AAAAAAHH!!" Bernie shrieked from horrified lip blubber. Josh taunted Bernie's wild, pupil robin eggs with his walnut pigmented index fingers. "Yeahhh--" Josh groaned. "Wussup, kiiid?!?" Kyle tossed Josh his skateboard. Josh swiveled on the balls of his feet. He caught his skateboard in front of a four inch mushroom covering his chest. He faced the top of Bernie's head. He gripped the end of a maple skate deck between scrawny digits. He lifted his sidewalk roller beside his shoulder. "Here come dat kid, Josh Griffin--" Josh announced. "Up to the plate with the ol' Louisville shlugga--" Josh swung his skateboard like a baseball bat. He sank a potted metal truck between Bernie's shoulder blades. "YeaAAHH!" Josh proudly cried. "Wussup, kihhhd!?" Kyle tossed Josh's skateboard between lanky digits overlooking his t-shirt mushroom. Josh extended his gravel taped sidewalk roller beyond his dijon humerus textile. "Here come dat kihhhd, Josh Griffin--" the curly haired hoodlum commentated. "Up to da plate with the ol' Louisville shlugga--" Josh hammered spinal gelatin dividing Bernie's shoulder blades with his wheel axle. "AAHHH!!" Bernie shouted. Sammy's teeth mashed together. His lips curled into a grin. Sammy released Bernie's areola beebees. Sammy's palms flattened along broken concrete. His flamingo knuckle extensions shoved his upper body away from the floor. Sammy curled blueberry tinted thigh denim against wine colored fabric covering his chest. Sammy lifted his feet and extended his legs. White rubber platforms attached to ivory checkered shoes crashed between Bernie's eyes. Bernie's push broom spiked skull hammered crumbling cement. Bernie's thick, beer soaked arms collapsed beside his ribs. Josh's skateboard dangled from the fingers of his right hand. Josh's coal colored irises stared at Bernie's twisted face. Josh's tongue dangled from a set of grinning lips. A half inch, chrome ball poked out of Josh's saliva coated mouth meat. A zinc plated beebee was threaded to a steel shaft piercing Josh's food taster. Josh looked above dijon colored fabric hanging from his shoulder. He stared into Gwen's hazel eyes. He bobbed his head. "OOoohh--!" Bernie expelled beyond horrified lip blubber. Sammy bared sinister lip arcs and split Bernie's brow with checkered shoe heels. Bernie's beer soaked trunk putty and push broom scalp spikes popped cement shards. Josh holstered his oblong wheelie plate and flaunted a quarter inch tongue beebee. He probed Gwen's hazel irises above fabric, snob mustard blanketing his deltoid. "You think some-- fuckin' little skank bitch knows what happened to my brother, Gwen?" Gwen gazed into Josh's deep, dark eyes. A tiny, pink tongue wet tomato colored gloss coating Gwen's lips. "You think some fuckin'-- little, skank bitch knows what happened to my brother?" Josh dubiously probed. Gwen examined Josh's eye coals and grazed tomato lip gloss using dainty mouth meat. "She *killed* him," Gwen insisted. Josh's arms went slack. Josh stared at Gwen's pupils. He shook his head. Gwen's thin, raven tinted eyebrows pointed down the bridge of her tiny nose. "And-- her little friend!" Gwen added. "Wednesday Williams!" Josh spun using toes of sloppy sneakers. He extended uncertain upper limbs. He smacked thin lips. "She *killed* him-- you fuck!" the graphite haired troublemaker impatiently blurted. Josh scoured Gwen's amber eyes and glimpsed raven brows pleating her fiery nose tube. "And, her little-- bitch friend!" Gwen snapped. "Wednesday Williams!!" Josh swiveled using floppy sneaker soles and approached his licorice haired cohort. "Mann--" Josh groaned. "How do *you* know all this??" Gwen pounded her tiny fists against periwinkle denim surrounding the edges of her thighs. "G-wennn--" Josh doubtingly croaked. "How can you *know* all of this?" Gwen pounded ocean denim wrapping her anxious hip cellulite using ivory finger knots. "Homicide came by our class today, Josh!" Gwen shouted back. "Some detective took Hailey out of class and grilled her for like-- twenty minutes." Gwen folded a set of angry arms over thin, black and white stripes wrapping her chest. "Everybody at school knows she did it." Josh looked towards the edge of the warehouse bay. Allie supported herself using a set of wobbly forearms. Cole leaned beside Allie's shivering shoulders. He offered Allie a fistful of sweaty digits. They were the same disgusting nightcrawlers Cole used to jerk his cock. Allie looked up. She showed Cole a set of horrified palms. Josh bobbed his head. "Josh-- homicide came by our class this morning!" Gwen shouted back. "This guy with a-- stupid trench coat took Hailey down the hall for like-- twenty minutes." The pissy damsel folded her agitated limbs on top of cookies and cream chest streaks. "Everybody at school knows she did it." Josh examined edgy bicep veils supporting Allie's lounging carcass by the alien bay. Cole crowded Allie's shivering shoulders and offered his sweat coated cock jerkers. Allie diverted revolted face porcelain and flaunted her horrified palm velvet. "Is that true, fuck-face?!" Josh yelped. Allie's head turned, slowly. Allie's blue jay irises focused on tar tinted shutters surrounding Josh's pupils. Allie's ocular covers shriveled together. Allie swiveled her pale face up and down. She hated backing Gwen up. Gwen didn't *know* Hailey and Wednesday had anything to do with Travis' disappearance. She certainly didn't know Travis was dead. And-- no one at school even knew who Hailey Holloway or Wednesday Williams *were*. They were ghosts at Glory High. Josh faced Gwen. He shrugged. "Wudda you want *me* to do about it?" Josh demanded. Josh toppled the direction of his left shoulder. A thick forearm dangled from Josh's narrow deltoid. A jiggly bicep rested along Josh's right humerus. The gelatin upper arm was surrounded by crisp, beer soaked cotton. Bernie shifted his weight onto Josh's narrow shoulders. A disoriented precipice searched open warehouse space below rows of raven spikes. "Is that true, fuck-face?" Josh impatiently demanded. Allie searched Josh's ocular tar drops using teal irises embedding panicked brows. She downed dry spit and supported her dubious cohort by nodding sullen cheek ivory. Gwen didn't *know* Hailey and Wednesday were involved with Travis' disappearance. For that matter, there was no way that Gwen could know if Travis was even *dead*. Neither Allie nor her friends knew Hailey Holloway or Wednesday Williams, either. They were ghosts at Glory High. "Well, wudda you want *me* to do about it?" Josh joylessly probed. Bernie's obtrusive arm fat overloaded Josh's narrow shoulders and buckled his knees. His disoriented cornea turquoise searched musty gasses under raven hair spikes. "ahhhh--" Bernie grumbled. Bernie gazed at scotch colored fluffs poking out of Josh's scalp. "The fuck did you mother fuckers *do* to me?" Josh wrapped skinny arms around his friend's thick belly to help him stand. Gwen lifted her palms beside her shoulders. "ahhhh--" Bernie somberly vented. The pudgy skateboarder sifted scotch keratin fluffs departing Josh's scalp patch. "What the-- fuck did you mother fuckers *do* to me??" Josh braced his friend's silk shrouded belly custard and helped him stand up. "I want you to-- fuck 'em up, Josh!" Gwen belched. Gwen squinted. "What-- do you *think* I want you to do?" The corners of Josh's eyes crinkled. "I want you to-- fuck 'em up, Josh!" Gwen artlessly belched. The pissy vixen upturned disgusted palm satin beside her turtleneck bicep streaks. "What-- do you *think* I want you to do?" "You mean a couple of chicks??" Josh requisitioned. Sammy snuck below Bernie's unoccupied upper limb. He stretched Bernie's bicep and wrist across his slender deltoids. He flashed Bernie a sly smirk. He patted Bernie's fat gut. "A couple of chicks?" Josh cautiously clarified. Sammy popped Bernie's abdominal gelatin with his cotton candy knuckle extensions. "'sup, sonnn!" Sammy barked. Bernie jumped. He swiveled his fat face. Bernie's robin egg irises studied his sneaky friend. "We 'bout ta go check out a couple of chicks, yo," Sammy repeated. "You down for that, homey?" Bernie's head bobbled. His fat chin collapsed on top of his breast bone. "'sup, sohhhn!?" Sammy aggressively imparted. Bernie scoured his treacherous companion's pomegranate and coconut shirt stripes. "We 'bout ta go check out these chicks, yo," Sammy reiterated. Sammy situated Bernie's flabby arm segments across his deltoids and flashed a smirk. "You down for dat, homey?" Bernie expanded disoriented chin cellulite along his silk shammed pectoral mousse. "Oh shiiitt, mann--" Bernie groaned. "Yeahhh--" Bernie looked into Sammy's piercing, bourbon colored eye shutters. He bobbed his head. "Fuck yeah, mannn--" Ivy wandered beside Josh. She curled a set of talc colored fingers around her boyfriend's. Josh gazed into Gwen's fiery irises. He mashed his tongue against the inner surfaces of his lips. A half inch, chrome colored ball poked out of Josh's slender mouth rims. "Shee-uhht, mahhhn--" Bernie vacantly grumbled. "yeahhh--" Bernie prodded Sammy's bourbon ocular embers and rocked his corpulent face blubber. "Fuck yeah, mahhhn--" Ivy wove her pitch capped corn starch digits between Josh's oak knuckle shafts. Josh studied Gwen's brass pupil slats and poked a chrome tongue cap between his lips. "You're saying she killed *all* of them?" Josh inquired. Josh narrowed his eyes. "You're saying these two girls-- killed *all* of them?" Josh curiously posed. Josh confined diligent cornea charcoals using a thin sliver parting his ocular flaps. Gwen nodded. Gwen sloshed her shoulder length hair licorice with impatient neck striations. "Jennifer, Vicky, and Paul are all missing, too," Gwen reminded him. Josh blew a quick breath between a set of thin lips. "Jennifer, Vicky, and Paul are all missing, too," Gwen reminded her lanky host. The scotch sprouted skater huffed a dubious breath past his skeptical digestive arcs. "mmMartin?" Josh asked. "mmMartin?" Josh extracted from astonished precipice points. "Those two killed all of them," Gwen explained. Cole dragged Allie off cold chunks of concrete. Allie tugged a slender, gold chain off of the floor. She gingerly adjusted brass tinted links on top of nylon wrapping her shoulder. Allie's slick, paperback sized purse dangled from gold plated hoops. "*All* of them!" Gwen shouted from irritated oral expansions. Cole cradled Allie's graphite bicep veils while she balanced her pitch boot spades. Allie situated gold purse links along her deltoid nylon using tangerine finger spots. "Fuuuck, yo--" Cole groaned. Rust colored irises searched glass circles surrounding the bridge of Cole's thin nose. Cole looked in Josh's direction. "Fuckin'-- Martin, too??" "Fahhhck, yo--" Cole inched beyond somber vocal streaks. The slender pervert searched mortified ocular orbs using cinnamon pupil slats. "Fuckin'-- Martin, too?" "Cooole--" Gwen whined. "We explaaained this to you--" Gwen squeezed angry fists against the edges of her skirt. "Cohhhle--" Gwen hatefully groaned. "We explayyyned this to you--" Gwen hammered her perwinkle hip denim with blueberry speckled digit cream. Cole's head spun like a top. Cole's bony face pointed towards Gwen's side of the room. A curtain of cream, sawdust, and bourbon colored strands hung from the middle of Cole's scalp. Dirty blonde hair fluffs swirled around Cole's narrow shoulders. Josh nodded. Cole swirled his shoulders with bourbon hair strands and scanned Gwen's angry face. "Okay," Josh conceded. Josh looked between mats hanging from his sloppy, black sneakers. Drops of tar attached to Josh's eyes traced cracks separating concrete. "Let's say I believe you two dipshits," Josh remarked. Gwen's impatient biceps crushed her ribs. Her fingers sprang like steel traps. Her eyelids sank into her pale face. "O-kayyy--," Josh impatiently proposed. Josh searched concrete cracks separating worn mats gripping his sneaker graphite. "Let's say I believe you two dipshits." Gwen crushed her ribs with agitated humerous bands and scoured caustic ceiling lamps. "Auggg!!" Gwen scoffed. Josh looked up. He shrugged. "Auggg!!" the licorice stranded damsel furiously belched. Josh wrinkled seething eye cases and peeled lengthy lips off of his aggravated teeth. "Let's say *maybe*-- I feel like getting even with-- a couple of girls." Narrow, crow colored eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's nose. "Let's say may-beee-- MAYBE I feel like roughin' up, like-- a couple of random girls I've never met," Josh joylessly spat. Gwen directed spiteful brow charcoal down the bridge of her penne sculpted nose. "Oh, Jooosh--" Gwen interrupted. "Fuck you!" Josh's scotch colored eyebrows pointed at a space between his eyes. "Joshhh--" the raven haired vixen coldly hissed. "Fuhhhck you!" Josh crumpled bourbon brow fluffs between his vindictive, cornea tar droplets. "Heyy!" Josh warned. "Heyyy!" Josh bitterly snapped. Gwen stared at Josh using a set of angry, golden irises. She plopped impatient, blueberry spotted digits along her denim covered hips. Josh motioned towards thin, black and white stripes surrounding Gwen's tiny chest. "Where should I look for these two? And-- what do they look like?" Gwen's hazel irises wandered to the tops of her eye sockets. Gwen tilted her head. Gwen aimed smoldering eyes at Josh's livid precipice and gripped her cyan hip denim. Josh acknowledged coal and ivory turtleneck stripes encircling Gwen's frail chest. "Tell me where I can *find* these fuckers," Josh solemnly demanded. "And-- tell me what they look like." Gwen capsized her thoughtful visual pennies and tilted her pissy face porcelain. "Wellll--" Gwen groaned. Gwen stared at drops of tar covering the middles of Josh's eyes. "Hailey's a little-- ugly-- skinny-- red-headed, bitch." Josh nodded. Gwen lifted her porcelain fingers above her head. She flattened a carpal tree with her palm facing down. "Wellll--" Gwen fumbled between frustrated mouth seals. "Hailey's a little-- ugly, skinny, red-headed bitch." Josh admired Gwen leveling blueberry tipped cream fingers beside her licorice locks. Josh squinted. Josh wrinkled mystified ocular frames and shriveled his bewildered, upper oral flap. "Red hair?" Josh repeated. "Glasses?" Narrow, raven colored eyebrows pointed between Gwen's bright, fiery irises. "Red hair?" Josh repeated. "Glasses?" "Yesss!" Gwen yelped. "And-- she looks like a biiitch??" Gwen wrinkled the bridge of an angry nasal fixture. "yyYESSssss--" Gwen impatiently hissed. "And, she *looks* like a bee-utch?" Gwen wrinkled her pissy nasal fixture and peeled tomato lips off of angry incisors. Ivy leaned against a tube of dijon colored fabric surrounding Josh's shoulder. Blueberry, plum purple, pomegranate, and cherry tinted strands hanging from Ivy's beanie tickled Josh's skinny bicep and wrist. Josh squinted. Scotch colored eyebrows pointed at Josh's olfactory passages. Ivy cuddled dijon skirts fringing Josh's shoulder gristle with quartz arm segments. Ivy's blueberry, plum, and cherry beanie locks grazed Josh's disgusted elbow points. "Good God, Gwen!" Josh snarled. "Can you-- tell me anything useful about her? "Good God, Gwen!" Josh snarled using disgusted precipice pleats. "Can you-- tell me anything *useful* about her?? Gwen's hazel eye shutters pointed at peaks of irritated ocular cavities. Gwen skimmed her upper ocular flaps with agitated, bourbon pupil slivers. "She's a little, skinny, white skin-- ghost white bitch with green eyes and red hair and glasses," Gwen blathered. Gwen stared at broken concrete covering the floor. She shook her head. "I don't think she's got freckles." Josh squinted. Slender lips peeled off of Josh's disgusted teeth. "She's a little, skinny, white skin-- ghost white bitch with green eyes and red hair and glasses," Gwen mindlessly blathered. Gwen scoured concrete remnants supporting her pointed boots and shook her head. "I don't think she's got-- freckles." Josh shuffled anxious knuckle extensions in front of his agitated pectoral leather. "You don't-- *think* she's got freckles?" Josh repeated. "What the fuck?! Do you know what she looks like or not??" Gwen showed Josh her palms. "You don't *think* she's got freckles?" Josh frantically repeated. "What the fuck, G-wen?! Do you know what she looks like or nahhht??" Gwen cycled blueberry finger caps beyond her apple shaped mammary striations. "She doesn't got-- freckles," Gwen snapped. Gwen folded coffee and cream streaked limbs over her tiny tits. She glared into Josh's tar tinted eye shutters. "Okay, Josh?!" Gwen snarled. "Jeez!!" Josh stared at Gwen's fiery cheeks. He shook his head. "She doesn't got-- freckles!" the licorice stranded hen snapped. Gwen bundled coffee streaked arm cream and glared at Josh's molasses corneal drops. "Okay, Josh?? Jeez!" Josh scanned Gwen's smoldering cheek embers and fluttered his annoyed visual flaps. "She has-- red hair," Josh reflected. Josh inhaled a sharp breath. "She has-- red hair," Josh cautiously reflected. Gwen looked at the tops of her eye sockets. She faced Josh. Gwen used her brass pupil facets to probe her upper eye sockets, thoughtfully. "More like-- orange," Gwen explained. Josh nodded. "More like-- orange," the pissy princess recalled. "Okay," Josh conceded. "Now, we're getting somewhere." Josh gripped a slender chin with scrawny, walnut tinted digits. "And-- long hair?" Josh inquired. "O-kayyy," Josh triumphantly chimed. "Now, we're *getting* somewhere." Josh stroked his slender chin inquisitively using walnut pigmented nightcrawlers. "And-- long hair?" Josh joyously prodded. Gwen flattened her palm beside her shoulder. Gwen grazed her cookies and milk deltoid bands with blueberry tipped cream fingers. "Sorta long," Gwen responded. "Like mine." Josh nodded. Wrinkles extended from Josh's thoughtful eye sockets. "Sorta lawwwng," Gwen vacuously described. "Like myyyne." Josh crinkled analytical cranium jerky embossing his attentive ocular coals. "And-- what's the other one's name?" Josh requisitioned. Gwen's agitated eye coverings squeezed shut in front of golden shutters. Gwen's poppy stained oral rims peeled off of ivory incisors. Gwen wiggled angry fists in front of stripe blanketed tits. "And-- what's the other one's name?" Josh meticulously posed. Gwen's shriveled face ceramic excised poppy speaking wax from her ivory mouth pearls. "wwWednesday!" Gwen shrieked. Gwen pounded periwinkle stained hip denim with knots of blueberry embellished digits. "WENDS-dayy!!" Gwen shouted. Gwen inhaled a heavy breath between tomato glossed lips. She curled porcelain fingers in front of her chest. "Oh, my god!!" Josh stared at Gwen's honey colored eye shutters. A chrome tongue stud sealer wandered between Josh's thin lips. Josh turned his head. Drops of tar wandered to the corners of Josh's eyes. Glittering coals gazed into bourbon droplets near the ends of Sammy's eyes. A little, fake smirk pointed the corners of Sammy's lips towards his cheeks. Josh bobbed his head. "wwWednesday!" Gwen breathlessly cried. Gwen pounded her periwinkle hip denim with blueberry embellished digit knots. "WENDS-dayyy!!" Gwen belted from tomato enameled oral blossoms. Gwen siphoned musty gasses and grated charcoal tit stripes with indigo finger caps. "Ohhh-- my god!" Josh skimmed Gwen's ocular honey drops and sanded his long lips with a tongue beebee. He checked Sammy's grim pupil ale and spotted a fake smirk pleating his tulip cheeks. "You gettin' all this, Sammy?" Josh inquired. Sammy nodded. "You gettin' all this, Sammy?" Josh deviously perused. Sammy rocked his disingenuous face bubble gum in a way that seemed agreeable. "Jooosh--" Sammy groaned. "I got it, sonnn." Josh faced forward. He bobbed his head. "Joshhh--" Sammy ominously hissed. "I *got* it, sonnn." Josh ogled Gwen's shoulder length scalp licorice and searing emotive features. "What's this-- other bitch look like?" Josh demanded. "What's this-- other skank look like?" Josh diligently queried. Gwen crinkled facial skin surrounding glowing, golden eye shutters. Gwen crinkled her disgruntled precipice porcelain like she was eating a raw onion. "Dark hairrr--" Gwen groaned. "Dark hairrr--" Gwen resentfully sneered. Gwen pointed at her cheeks. "Pale skin." Gwen motioned towards abdominal stripes using blueberry caps spotting tiny fingers. "She's always wearing-- all black clothes," Gwen remarked. Gwen looked at the tops of her eye sockets. She squinted. "Or, wellll--" Gwen looked at Josh. She motioned towards a denim hip covering with her palms. Gwen flaunted her velvet foundation canvas using sapphire tipped finger crystal. "Pale skin--" Gwen flourished cookies and cream bosom streaks with anxious, blueberry digit dots. "She wears-- all black clothes," Gwen bitterly remarked. Gwen sifted top-level optical makeup with imaginative, apple cider pupil facets. "Wellll--" Gwen paraded periwinkle denim encasing her lanky abdominal flanks and hip curves. Josh nodded. Josh rocked considerate scalp fluffs surmounting his lengthy facial bronze. "And, sooo--" Josh grumbled. "Where can we find these two fuckers?" "And, sooo--" Josh dubiously croaked. "Where can we *find* these fuckers?" "Me and Allie saw them both walking towards Linda Park on the way home from school," Gwen explained. "Pretty sure that bitch Wednesday lives right near there." Drops of tar floated to the peaks of Josh's eye sockets. Josh tilted his pointed facial features. "Me and Allie saw them walking towards Linda Park after school," Gwen eagerly shared. "Pretty sure that-- bitch Wednesday lives right by there." Josh scoured upper ocular flaps with corneal tar drops and tilted his angular face. "M-kayyy--" Josh purred. Josh's charcoal eyes focused on gold tinted shutters surrounding Gwen's pupils. "Maybe-- me and the guys can go give these two skanks a talkin' to." Gwen stared into Josh's eyes. Her porcelain face tilted. "Wellll-- maybe, me and the guys can go give them two sluts a talkin' to." Gwen examined Josh's visual coals and overturned her porcelain emotion display. "A talking to?" Gwen requisitioned. "A-- 'talking to'?" Gwen grumbled using doubtful, cherry lip sealant. "Shiiit--" Sammy squawked. Sammy patted Josh's chest xylophone. Josh smirked. "Me and Josh and-- Ber-nieee--" Sammy studied three inch spikes poking out of Bernie's temples. Bernie looked down. Quarters like robin eggs glared at drops of bourbon near the middles of Sammy's eyes. "Shee-uhht!" Sammy wildly squawked. Sammy hammered Josh's mushroom varnished chest xylophone with cotton candy mallets. "Me and Josh and-- Ber-nieee!" Sammy greeted Bernie's robin egg eye quarters with his bourbon visual droplets. "Shut the fuck up, Sammy," Bernie responded. "Shut the fuck up, Sammy," Bernie belted past graphite spoked cranium fat. "Yeahh, kiiid--" Josh croaked. Josh slipped Bernie's heavy bicep and forearm away from his tiny shoulders. Bernie's arm battered wads of denim surrounding his chunky thighs. Josh slipped Ivy's fingers behind his back. Ivy wrapped a set of ivory colored limbs around her boyfriend's waist. Ivy's talc tinted forearms squeezed Josh's white and crimson t-shirt graphics. Josh looked down. "We 'bout ta fuuuck them bitches up, Ivy," Josh remarked. "You ready for that shit??" Ivy gazed into Josh's dark, shiny eyes. Ivy's raspberry stained lips formed a grin. "Yeah, kihhhd--" Josh rabidly croaked. Josh tossed Bernie's arm custard and guided Ivy's wrist quartz along his waist dijon. "You ready to fuhhhck some bitches up, baby??" Josh grimly demanded. Ivy checked coal and bronze pupil facets embedding her boyfriend's ocular wells. "Hey!" Gwen barked. Josh, Ivy, Bernie, and Sammy looked up. Gwen showed the guys her palms. "D-Don't hurt Lloyd, okay?" Gwen blathered. "If he's with them, I mean." Raven tinted eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's nose. "Okayyy??" Gwen snarled. Josh squinted. He bobbed his head. "Hey!" Gwen barked using paranoid mouth wax. Gwen searched Josh, Ivy, Bernie, and Sammy's cocoa, kiwi, cyan, and amber irises. "D-Don't hurt Lloyd, okay?" Gwen instructed. "If-If he's with them, I mean." Gwen diverted wary brow graphite towards satin crumples topping her nasal pipette. "Okay, fuckers??" the fiery vixen impatiently demanded. Josh's eye coals searched Gwen's cornea embers from suspicious optical canopies. "Lloyd?" Josh requisitioned. "Lloyd?" Josh curiously probed. Gwen exhaled an impatient sigh. She wiggled her head up and down. Josh's thoughtful face tilted. "You mean-- *he's* got something to do with this?" Gwen's thin, crow colored brows pointed between her eyes. Gwen exhaled a cautious breath and tipped her leery cheek porcelain back and forth. "You mean-- *he's* got something to do with this?" Josh belted past wiry face pleats. "That motha *fucker*! I'll *kill* him!!" Gwen sprang her apricot eye flaps and paddled frantic, blueberry finger caps. "N-No!!" Gwen squeezed out of fumbling lips. "No! No! Hellll-- no!! He's completely innocent!" Gwen swatted an accusational index digit in front of Josh's tar tinted eye shutters. "He-- doesn't know anything about *any* of this!" Josh furrowed his brow. He rolled a zinc plated tongue beebee between his lips. "No! No! No! No! No!" Gwen fumbled between panicked mouth seals. "Hellll-- no!! He's completely innocent!" Josh glided a quarter inch mirror ball sealing his tongue stud between lengthy lips. "'cause-- that thing with my brother and Lloyd's brother, Sal--" "Well, I mean-- that would make *sense*," Josh pointed out. "'cause-- that thing with *my* brother and Lloyd's brother, Sal--" "HEYYY!!" Gwen shouted. Gwen's porcelain fists smacked her denim strapped hip curves. "NOO!!" Josh stared into Gwen's hazel irises. He shrugged. "HEY!!" Gwen shrieked from frustrated, tomato lip wax. Gwen beat periwinkle denim strapping her curvy hips with agitated fist velvet. "NOOO, you fuck!" Josh scrutinized Gwen's saxophone pupil facets below his scotch tinted brow fluffs. "I mean-- that would make sense, you know." Gwen exhaled a heavy breath. "Him--" Josh continued. "And, like--" Josh squinted. "I'm not sure what these other two girls would have to do with it." Gwen pointed between Josh's deep, dark eye shutters. "Well, I'm just say-iiing--" Josh snapped. "It would make a lot more *sense*. You know? And then, these two random girls you're telling me about--" "NOOO!!" Gwen shrieked. "Lloyd Freeman-- is *mine*!! You hear me?!" Gwen pounded periwinkle blue denim against her thighs. "MIIINE!!" Josh stared between golden shutters surrounding Gwen's pupils. He looked below a red ball cap strapped over Kyle's forehead. Kyle shrugged. "Lloyd Freeman is MINE!!," Gwen hissed beyond desperate oral flaps. "Do you hear me, Josh??!" Josh traded Gwen's eye brass for bourbon irises under Kyle's tomato ball cap belt. Kyle rocked bulging deltoids draping his bicep veal with ash grey t-shirt curtains. "She gots a crush on him, G." Chapter 4: "Linda Park-- After Dark" ===================================================================================== * After making initial functional changes to chapter four, a lot of the language was re-imagined (mainly condensed) in order to make it more enjoyable to read. Honestly-- the original language served little functional purpose (and the rape narrative itself remains entirely intact-- minus many taunting and sexual gratification interactions which added no substance to the literary work). The original version 1.1, chapter four changes are listed between these equals signs borders ("TAINT" headers mark the original content and "CLEAN" headers mark the updated versions): --- TAINT --- "Did they say anything to you?" Hailey inquired. Wednesday shook her head. --- CLEAN --- "Did they say anything to you?" Hailey inquired. Wednesday shook her head. --- TAINT --- "No," Wednesday exhaled from anxious mouth flaps. "They *never* talk to me." Wednesday siphoned frosty classrom gasses using her ruby waxed oral seams. "But, my heart was pounding the whole time I was in there. I couldn't-- wait to get out of that place." Hailey squinted. --- CLEAN --- "No, they *never* talk to me," Wednesday passed across anxious mouth rubies. "But, my heart was pounding the whole time I was in there. I couldn't-- wait to get out of that place." --- TAINT --- "Were they-- looking at you funny?" Hailey inquired with cherry frosted teeth covers. "Or-- anything like that?" Wednesday aspirated a thoughtful breath and exhaled refrigerated chest vapor. --- CLEAN --- "Were they looking at you funny?" Hailey demanded with lip cherries under eye crimps. "Or-- anything like that?" Wednesday aspirated a thoughtful breath and exhaled refrigerated chest vapor. --- TAINT --- "I don't think I ever saw their *faces*," Wednesday explained. Wednesday sank fingertip tar caps into her velvet forehead porcelain and squinted. "Gwen and Allie sit on the opposite side of the room from my lab table," Wednesday added. Hailey shook her head. --- CLEAN --- "I don't think I ever saw their *faces*," Wednesday aired before clawing temple curd. "Gwen and Allie sit on the opposite side of the room from my lab table." --- TAINT --- "After what she did in front of Lloyd and me last night--" Hailey grumbled. Hailey parked her radish elbow strands and burrowed her temple with mango digit dots. "She's crrrazy!" --- CLEAN --- "After what she did in front of me and Lloyd--" Hailey angled while tilling forehead pine. "She's crrrazy!" --- TAINT --- "She's-- obsessed," Wednesday conjectured. Wednesday probed her upper, right ocular caverns using frosty pupil facets. "She's *always* been a little weird," Wednesday reflected from ruby waxed lips. Hailey rested pomegranate wrist fleece and crumpled her forehead with carrot brows. --- CLEAN --- "She's ob-SESSED," Wednesday conjectured prior to probing upper, right optic caverns. "She's *always* been a little weird--" --- TAINT --- "She's always been a *bitch*," Hailey spat. Wednesday wrinkled porcelain precipice velvet framing her sapphire eye shutters. --- CLEAN --- "She's always been a *bitch*," Hailey ejected above stacked, pomegranate ulna fleece. --- TAINT --- "Her *and* that girl, Allie," Wednesday added. "They're *both* pretty weird." Hailey buckled considerate bunkers housing her jade pupil facets and shook her head. --- CLEAN --- "Her *and* that girl, Allie," Wednesday schemed using porcelain cheek pleats. "They're *both* pretty weird." Hailey buckled considerate bunkers housing emerald pupil facets and shook her head. --- TAINT --- "I don't *know* Allie that well," Hailey conceded. "She's so-- quiet. Kinda just-- agrees with everything you sayyy--" Wednesday searched her wise comrade's emerald peepers using sea ice ocular facets. --- CLEAN --- "I don't *know* Allie that well. She's so-- quiet. Kinda just-- agrees with everything you sayyy--" --- TAINT --- "She *is* really quiet," Wednesday agreed. "She never says *anything*." Hailey gripped her chin with digits parting a propped elbow and lapped cherry lips. --- CLEAN --- "She *is* really quiet," Wednesday agreed while sifting her comrade's wise eye kale. "She never says *anything*." Hailey gripped her chin with propped elbow, finger limestone and lapped cherry lips. --- TAINT --- "Gwen-- pushed her so hard," Hailey recalled. Wednesday squinted. --- CLEAN --- "Gwen-- pushed her so hard," Hailey vapidly recalled. --- TAINT --- "You mean last night?" Wednesday inquired using attentive cheek porcelain. --- CLEAN --- "You mean last night?" Wednesday inquired using crumpled precipice porcelain. --- TAINT --- "Yeah," Hailey explained. "Me and Lloyd-- took off. And Allie's like-- bent over, trying to help Gwen off the ground." --- CLEAN --- "Yeah, me and Lloyd took off," Hailey recounted. "And Allie's like-- bent over, trying to help Gwen off the grouwwnd?" --- TAINT --- "And, Gwen-- stands up--" Hailey continued. Hailey showed Wednesday her quartz palm silk and side-shifted violent knuckle fleece. "And, shoves her." Hailey used sand paper mouth meat to polish pomegranate lip wax infused with menthol. "She, like-- lifted off her feet. Ya know?" --- CLEAN --- "And, Gwen stands up-- and SHOVES her," Hailey evoked while shuffling knuckle fleece. "She, like-- lifted off her feet. Ya know?" --- TAINT --- "OOoooo--" Wednesday grunted using shriveled face ivory and lip rubies. --- CLEAN --- "OOoooo--" Wednesday grated while observing her ginger comrade lap menthol lip wax. --- TAINT --- "She went flying into one of the poles," Hailey added. Hailey flaunted inner porcelain finger velvet for her attentive companion. "You know those, like-- support poles in front of the theater at the mall?" Hailey verified. --- CLEAN --- "She went flying into one of the poles," Hailey appended before parading palm pine. "You know those, like-- support poles in front of the theater at the mall?" --- TAINT --- "Yeah," Wednesday acknowledged. "She-- pushed Allie into one of thowwwse??" Hailey nodded. --- CLEAN --- "Riiight," Wednesday acknowledged before peeling disgusted lip rubies. "She pushed Allie into one of thowwwse??" --- TAINT --- "Yeahhh--" Hailey croaked using sympathetic cheek porcelain and lip compote. "Back first." Wednesday pleated outer ocular pudding encasing her disgusted cornea turquoise. --- CLEAN --- "Yeahhh--" Hailey croaked using sympathetic cheek porcelain and lip compote. "Back first." --- TAINT --- "Owww!" Wednesday belted from shriveled face ivory. --- CLEAN --- "Owww!" Wednesday belted from shriveled face ivory encasing cornea turquoise. --- TAINT --- "I knowww--" Hailey groaned using condolent facial buttermilk. "Then, she starts-- screaming," Hailey continued. "She's like-- 'You're fucking worthless, Allie! I *hate* you'!" Wednesday endured her friend's brutal images using blue coconut eyes and cheek cream. --- CLEAN --- "I knowww--" Hailey groaned using condolent facial limestone. "Then, she starts screaming-- 'You're fucking worthless, Allie! I *hate* you'!" Wednesday endured her friend's brutal images using blue coconut eyes and cheek cream. --- TAINT --- "What'd Allie do?" Wednesday probed. Hailey uplifted reminiscent palm buttermilk beyond her pomegranate bicep strips. --- CLEAN --- "What'd Allie do?" Wednesday probed, urging Hailey to uplift reminiscent palm pine. --- TAINT --- "I don't think she did *anything*," Hailey recited using oscillating facial quartz. Hailey embedded tomato chair plastic with radish scapula fleece and folded her arms. "Me and Lloyd didn't stick around to find out," Hailey explained. "I'll tell you *that*." Hailey thinned vengeful eye gaps and pierced ocular crystals with agitated emeralds. Wednesday prodded her friend's hateful irises and exhaled frost between ruby lips. "That fuckin' skank," Hailey blurted from hapless lip sorbet. Wednesday searched her cohort's conifer visual facets and hid nervous oral rubies. --- CLEAN --- "I don't think she did *anything*," Hailey recited while stacking wrist claret. "Me and Lloyd didn't stick around to find out. I'll tell you *that*." Hailey thinned vengeful eye gaps and pierced ocular crystals with agitated emeralds. Wednesday prodded her friend's hateful irises and exhaled frost between ruby lips. "That-- fuckin' skank." Wednesday searched her cohort's conifer visual facets and tamped nervous oral rubies. --- TAINT --- "Lloyd's not perfect, but he's *mine*," Hailey grumbled past ferocious face percelain. Hailey diverted slender brow cheddar towards pleats topping her pea pod nasal shaft. "I guess I'm gonna have to-- take care of that little bitch." Wednesday scoured tulip blush dusting Hailey's gruesome cheeks using cyan peepers. Wednesday pointed raven ocular marks at crumpled velvet dividing her eye frost. --- CLEAN --- "Lloyd's not perfect, but he's MINE," Hailey grated under nasal pea pod brow pleats. "I guess I'm gonna have to take *care* of that little bitch." Wednesday sifted Hailey's blush claret and crumpled nose velvet parting cyan peepers. --- TAINT --- "Hailey-- stop joking about that," Wednesday snapped. "That's not even close to being funny." Hailey targeted her friend's ocean irises with sinister cornea emeralds and smirked. --- CLEAN --- "Hailey, stop JOK-ing about that," Wednesday snapped. "That's not even *close* to being funny." --- TAINT --- "She's trying to steal my mahhhn, Wednesday," Hailey snarled using cherry oral seams. Hailey oscillated bleached emotion shelves supporting ominous optical limes. "She's trying to push me around." Hailey grated pomegranate lip enamel using sadistic, palette sand paper. "You think I should just-- let her get away with that?" Wednesday probed her friend's vicious cornea emeralds and released an impatient huff. A one second boop pounded the girls' ear drums followed by two back to back shrills. Wednesday snatched her denim back pack strap from a four foot tile under her chair. She hung an indigo school sack from her nylon bicep lattice and seized her play book. She deserted lemon seat plastic and piloted spiked leather footwear towards the hall. Hailey surveyed the right corners of her eyes using impulsive cornea jade. She relished her friend's heart drizzled stomach espresso floating above her hips. Nylon fishnet cocoa spanning Wednesday's scapula cream topped her blueberry book bag. Hailey focused regretful pupil grass on her oak work table and flattened cherry lips. --- CLEAN --- "She's trying to steal my mahhn, Wednesday," Hailey aired while cycling rosy lip arcs. "She's trying to push me around. You think I should just-- let her get away with that?" Wednesday probed her friend's vicious cornea emeralds and released an impatient huff. A one second boop pounded the girls' ear drums followed by two back to back shrills. Wednesday snatched her denim back pack strap from a four foot tile under her chair. She hung an indigo school sack from arm curd, nylon lattice and seized her play book. She deserted lemon seat plastic and piloted spiked leather footwear towards the hall. Hailey surveyed her friend's heart drizzled ab espresso and scapula fishnet licorice. She focused regretful pupil spinach on her oak work table and mashed cherry lips. --- TAINT --- Zinc coated pull panels adorned twin door wood securing Glory High School's entrance. Sturdy gate grips catered inner port seams pervading a crimson brick foyer frame. Upright mud blocks formed three arched rows overlooking the facility's exit barriers. Claret stones surmounting a mortared semi-circle formed the north wall of the campus. Emerald foliage bordered cement walkway squares four feet wide serving entry traffic. Wednesday stomped heel towers and capital "D" cushions past the right hand outlet. Wednesday's leather ankle borders toggled pissy instep wings and football toe points. A raven denim Achilles parachute eclipsed calf buttermilk guiding Wednesday's kicks. Wednesday's crow sheathed hip and thigh straightened above her stationary shoe mat. Wednesday's opposite footwear spike and capital "D" support impacted three feet away. Ivory arms escaping three inch fishnet hoods swatted Wednesday's abdominal jean soot. Licorice dotted cream fingers departing Wednesday's right hand cradled a small book. Charcoal belly silk with ivory hearts wafted between Wednesday's wrists and hips. Wednesday's nylon clouded shoulders beat her lower back with indigo napsack denim. Chin length raven strands rode afternoon gasses and tickled Wednesday's pale cheeks. Crow feather bangs entangled charcoal brow marks pointing towards Wednesday's nose. Glass cleaner eye shutters directed her agitated strides above scowling, ruby lips. Wednesday trampled limestone walking biscuits with fiery toe mats and heel spikes. One inch boot supports inhabited a cement block beside Glory High's right entry door. Tar pigmented bison dermis cradled Hailey's strolling knobs and direction digits. Chrome plated buckles fastened polished bovine bridles ushering zipped calf seams. --- CLEAN --- Zinc coated pull panels adorned twin door wood securing Glory High School's entrance. Sturdy gate grips catered inner port seams pervading a crimson brick foyer frame. Upright mud blocks formed three arched rows overlooking the facility's exit barriers. Claret stones surmounting a mortared semi-circle formed the north wall of the campus. Emerald foliage bordered four foot, cement walkway squares serving entry traffic. Wednesday stomped heel towers and winged instep footballs past the right hand outlet. Wednesday's hip arcs straightened a raven parachute above her stationary calf cream. Her opposite, capital "D" footwear spike impacted stout walking grit three feet away. Arm ivory exiting fishnet hoods swiped jean soot with nail tar cradling a small book. Charcoal belly silk with heart quartz wafted between Wednesday's thighs and wrists. Wednesday's nylon clouded shoulders beat her lower back with indigo napsack denim. Raven silk tickled Wednesday's chin under pissy brow coal entangling her bangs. Glass cleaner eye shutters directed her agitated strides above scowling lip rubies. One inch boot supports inhabited a cement block beside Glory High's right entry door. Tar pigmented bison dermis cradled Hailey's strolling knobs and direction digits. Chrome plated buckles fastened polished bovine bridles ushering zipped calf seams. --- TAINT --- "wwWednesday?" Hailey probed. Wednesday burrowed her brow coal with irritated cornea sapphires and shook her head. Hailey dusted sidewalk tiles and walked beside her friend's raven shoulder fishnets. She watched irritated cornflower irises manifest beside Wednesday's temple licorice. "I'm-- sorry, Wednesday," Hailey extracted from hesitant face porcelain. --- CLEAN --- "wwWednesday?" Hailey probed. Wednesday burrowed her brow coal with irritated cornea sapphires and shook her head. Hailey dusted sidewalk tiles and walked beside her friend's raven shoulder fishnets. She watched irritated cornflower irises manifest beside Wednesday's temple licorice. "I'm-- sorry, Wednesday." --- TAINT --- "Fuck off, Hailey," Wednesday belted from her forward facing cosmetic display. Wednesday haplessly abandoned sidewalk perpendicular to Glory High's main walkway. Wednesday's tipsy heel spike buckled her knees and sank her jolted digits in gravel. Hailey watched her clumsy friend embed parking pavement and collapsed grave lips. She dangled anxious raspberry limbs beside fishnet veils nuzzling her buddy's biceps. Wednesday swatted tangerine dotted cream fingers departing Hailey's cherry sleeves. "Hailey!" Wednesday pelted from disgusted cheek porcelain. Wednesday perched pissy limbs above angry shoe leather and pointed at Hailey's eyes. "Don't touch me!" Hailey flaunted compassionate palm velvet and crumpled sweet potato brow shavings. --- CLEAN --- "Fuck off, Hailey," Wednesday belted from her forward facing cosmetic display. Wednesday haplessly abandoned sidewalk perpendicular to Glory High's main walkway. Wednesday's tipsy heel spike buckled her knees and sank her jolted digits in gravel. Hailey gravely observed her friend embedding pavement before offering raspberry arms. Wednesday swatted mango talons with ulna cream, nail licorice escaping fishnet veils. "Hailey!" the wiry minx aired before perching elbow curd and signaling Hailey's eyes. "Don't touch me!" Hailey flaunted compassionate palm velvet and crumpled pissy, pumpkin brow shavings. --- TAINT --- "Wednesday-- I'm trying to *help* you," Hailey grumbled. Wednesday aimed bitter pupil ice at Hailey's optic jade and paraded tarry fingertips. --- CLEAN --- "Wednesday, I'm trying to *help* you!" Hailey snapped. --- TAINT --- "nnNot right nowww--" Wednesday squeezed between agitated incisors. Wednesday lapped impatient lip rubies with angry mouth meat and exhaled a tense puff. "Okay?" Wednesday used raven digit dots to snatch her copy of Henry V from the parking lot. "Just-- not right now." Wednesday suspended her blue jean back pack in front of cream heart chest dots. Hailey watched her friend stuff a cardboard play book between school periodicles. --- CLEAN --- "NOT right now!" Wednesday gushed below pupil frost while parading tarry fingertips. "Okay??" Wednesday lapped antsy lip rubies and snatched her copy of Henry V from cozy tarmac. "Just-- not right now." Hailey watched her friend pack bag denim with play book sheets by candy rib hearts. --- TAINT --- "It's a little warm for that thing," Officer Harris puffed past steel mustache veils. Detective Moore collected his margarita trench coat and wadded it into a ball. --- CLEAN --- "It's a little warm for that thing," Officer Harris puffed past steel mustache veils. --- TAINT --- "You knowww--" Moore croaked using vanilla pudding face crumples. The curly haired gumshoe tossed his jacket over bourbon vinyl bundling his head rest. "It was a lot cooler out here when we got here this morning." Moore inlaid scotch hiny resin padding his driver's side chair with tan shin fabric. He clawed the rider door and tugged a steel entry stick departing amber hatch pelt. The wise inspector implanted finger pleats in tushy foam and propelled the other way. Detective Moore guided leather shoe scraps onto mushy asphalt and dawdled outside. Moore's rust and chrome scalp coils grazed plastic caramel framing the driver door. His thoughtful ocular rims crumpled worn cheek hide forming his observant face. Detective Moore's cornea coals spotted Hailey and Wednesday beside his back bumper. Hailey searched the wise enforcer's sun bleached facial pleats with emerald irises. Wednesday probed the vigilant officer's pitch eye drops and swallowed, nervously. --- CLEAN --- "You knowww--" Moore croaked while tossing his jacket over bourbon chair vinyl. "It was a lot cooler out here when we got here this morning." The pudding faced gumshoe inlaid driver's side seat scotch with caramel shin fabric. He yanked a steel entry stick departing Harris' amber hatch pelt using finger pleats. Detective Moore guided leather shoe scraps onto mushy asphalt and dawdled outside. He grazed entry tea with scalp rust and sited Hailey and Wednesday by his far bumper. Hailey searched the wise enforcer's sun bleached facial pleats with emerald irises. Wednesday probed the vigilant officer's pitch eye drops and swallowed, nervously. --- TAINT --- "Well-- hello, Ms. Williams," Detective Moore croaked from smiling digestive frames. Moore gazed at Hailey's glittering visual jade and greeted her with a single nod. "Ms. Holloway," the tactful gumshoe kindly remarked. Hailey probed the corners of her eyes and sifted Officer Harris' silver lip bristles. She scanned Harris' sunken peacock irises and witnessed his grim visual flaps bounce. "First ones out?" Detective Moore prodded. Hailey analyzed Moore's leathery cheek pleats and savored her menthol lip compote. --- CLEAN --- "Well hello, Ms. Williams," Moore kindly croaked before nodding at Hailey's eye jade. "Ms. Holloway." The mango fox sifted Harris' ashy lip spokes and noticed his grim sight flaps bounce. "First ones out?" Hailey sited Detective Moore's leathery cheek pleats and savored menthol lip compote. --- TAINT --- "Did you find my mom?" Hailey frantically demanded. Moore parked his Neptune elbow fabric and supported his attentive face with his palm. --- CLEAN --- "Did you find my mom?" Hailey demanded, prompting Moore to cradle tender face curd. --- TAINT --- "nnNooo--" Moore groaned using vacant vocal striations. "Not yet." Harris scrutinized Detective Moore's withered precipice from the ends of his corneas. --- CLEAN --- "nnNo-- Not, yet," Moore groaned while his partner analyzed his withered precipice. --- TAINT --- "Hi, Hailey," Lloyd purred. Hailey stacked porcelain chompers between raspberry glossed grinning seams. --- CLEAN --- "Hi, Hailey," Lloyd purred, causing Hailey to pack lip cherries with quartz chompers. --- TAINT --- "Hi, Lloyyyd--" Hailey sang from elated buttermilk cheeks. Hailey squeezed her boyfriend's lime and cream stomach stripes with cherry arm yarn. Lloyd hoisted his thick neck from a kiwi collar and nibbled Hailey's raspberry lips. Detective Moore spotted untied skate shoe scraps poking out of Lloyd's indigo jeans. Lloyd and Hailey separated their pressurized mouth rims and faced Moore's Cutler. The troubled inspector raked rust and silver coils peppering the rear of his scalp. --- CLEAN --- "Hi, Lloyyyd--" Hailey sang while squeezing her boyfriend's lime and cream ab marks. Lloyd hoisted his thick neck from a kiwi collar and nibbled Hailey's raspberry lips. Detective Moore spotted untied skate shoe scraps poking out of Lloyd's indigo jeans. Lloyd and Hailey split pressurized mouth frames and faced Detective Moore's Cutler. The troubled inspector raked rust and silver coils peppering the rear of his scalp. --- TAINT --- "You know, Haileyyy--" Detective Moore croaked. The towering inspector examined Lloyd's ocular coal spots with crumpled eye frames. "When you introduced me to your friends the other day, you didn't mention you were *dating* one of them." Moore expanded brow rust above his forehead steps and acknowledged Lloyd's peepers. "Misterrr-- Freeman, right?" the tenacious homicide agent inquired. Lloyd responded with an enlightening nod. Hailey considered mentioning her first date with Lloyd but chose to keep it a secret. --- CLEAN --- "Well, HAI-ley--" the towering gumshoe paraded while examining Lloyd's ocular coals. "When you introduced me to your friends, you didn't mention you were *dating* one of them. Misterrr-- Freeman, right?" Hailey decided to keep her prior night's date a secret while Lloyd shared a warm nod. --- TAINT --- "You guys are still investigating the 'slasher'?" Hailey demanded with skeptical face ceramic. "*That's* why you're here??" Moore polished his palms in front of his lips and searched charcoal parking pavement. --- CLEAN --- "You guys are still investigating the 'slasher'?" Hailey probed with leery face pine. "*That's* why you're here??" --- TAINT --- "Uhhh-- yes, Ms. Holloway," Detective Moore reluctantly conceded. The agitated investigator probed Hailey's visual gems using his corneal tar drops. "We've been-- interviewing some of the students." Hailey seared Lloyd's rib stripes with her hair lava and sifted broad optic crystals. --- CLEAN --- "Uhh-- yes, Ms. Holloway," Moore conceded while sanding his palms and sifting tarmac. "We've been-- interviewing some of the students." --- TAINT --- "You two keep asking about Travis and *his* girlfriend, too," Hailey mentioned. Hailey noticed Officer Harris chuckling above the Cutler's chocolate roof paint. Harris covered his giggling lips and greeted Hailey with receptive cornflower irises. Hailey echoed the candid enforcer's insightful cackling with a perceptive smirk. Moore tilled frustrated scalp shavings obscuring his rear cranium dermis. --- CLEAN --- "You two keep asking about Travis and HIS girlfriend, too," Hailey aired under eye prisms. Hailey observed Officer Harris clawing receptive lip arcs under larkspur optic slats. She echoed his candid scoffs with a smirk while Moore tilled frustrated scalp rust. --- TAINT --- "ffFunny thing about that--" Detective Moore desperately deflected. Officer Harris searched gravel adhesive under rubber mats padding his polished shoes. --- CLEAN --- "ffFunny thing about that--" Detective Moore deflected. --- TAINT --- "Moorrre--" Harris snarled. Moore pointed between curious limes embedding Hailey's rectangular corrective lenses. --- CLEAN --- "Moorrre--" Officer Harris grated while his partner signaled Hailey's vision limes. --- TAINT --- "You knowww--" Detective Moore groaned using weathered face crumples. "The old abandoned buildings on the outskirts of town?" Hailey cautiously searched Detective Moore's thoughtful visual coals and shrugged. --- CLEAN --- "You knowww-- the old abandoned buildings on the outskirts of town?" Moore queried. Hailey cautiously searched Detective Moore's thoughtful visual coals and shrugged. --- TAINT --- "*You* knowww--" Moore charged using insistent cheek ruffles. "Out east of town? Some of the *older* parts of Malley??" Detective Moore gauged Hailey's ivory foundation canvas and laminated kiwi peepers. "There used to be a lot of businesses out that way?" the assertive agent continued. "But, most of those old spots went bankrupt *years* ago?" Hailey rocked considerate scalp flames, then shrugged her raspberry shoulder fleece. --- CLEAN --- "*You* knowww-- Out east of town?" Moore charged while gauging Hailey's facial birch. "Some of the *older* parts of Malley? There used to be a lot of businesses out that way? But, most of those old spots went bankrupt *years* ago??" Hailey nodded considerate scalp flames, then rocked her raspberry shoulder fleece. --- TAINT --- "I really *don't* know," Hailey conceded. "I mean-- I'm not even sure which way is east from here. You know?" Officer Harris covered his smiling lip fluffs and searched his partner's head curls. --- CLEAN --- "I really *don't* know. I mean-- I'm not even sure which way is east from here. You know?" Officer Harris collected smiling lip sprouts and searched his partner's head curls. --- TAINT --- "...moooore..." the silver haired nitpicker purred. "...she obviously doesn't know anything. come on..." --- CLEAN --- "...moore, come ahhn..." the silver haired nitpicker purred. "...she ob-vi-ous-ly doesn't know anything..." --- TAINT --- "...she's very smart, harris..." Moore mumbled from tenacious mouth seams. Detective Moore cupped his elbow and chin, then addressed Hailey with a kind smile. "There's this old-- automotive facility out there?" Detective Moore persisted. "Really old place? They used to manufacture automotive paint??" Moore paused before acknowledging Hailey's bewildered, pomegranate chest fleece. "I thought you might've heard of that place," Detective Moore disclosed. "Anyway-- somebody burned it down Saturday night." Hailey examined Moore's ocular coals with assisted eye jade and nodded, reflectively. --- CLEAN --- "...she's very smarrrt, harris..." Moore croaked before cupping his elbow and chin. "There's this old-- automotive facility out there? Really old place? They used to manufacture automotive paint??" Moore paused before acknowledging Hailey's bewildered, pomegranate clavicle pickets. "I thought you might've heard of that place. Anyway-- somebody burned it down Saturday night." Hailey examined Moore's ocular coals with assisted eye jade and nodded, reflectively. --- TAINT --- "And at the bottom of this giant pile of ashes--" the trench coat ditcher concluded. "We found human remains." Detective Moore shuffled rust and silver brow caterpillars above his forehead pleats. "We also found fulgurites!" the studious examiner revealed. Detective Moore directed withered finger corrugations between Hailey's emerald eyes. "Would you believe *that*?" Lloyd shriveled his somber ocular frames and glanced at his girlfriend's scalp magma. --- CLEAN --- "And at the bottom of this gi-ant pile of ashes-- we found human remains." Moore topped brow pleats with pupa rust and led Hailey's eye gems with index ridges. "We also found fulgurites! Would you believe *that*?" Lloyd shriveled somber ocular frames and skimmed his girlfriend's magma scalp flows. --- TAINT --- "What's a fulgurite, Hailey?" Lloyd requisitioned. "I've *heard* of that before." Hailey uplifted sweet potato brow shavings above her rectangular vision correctors. --- CLEAN --- "What's a fulgurite, Hailey?" Lloyd requisitioned. "I've *heard* of that before." --- TAINT --- "It's-- glass," Hailey divulged. Hailey's gemstone irises enticed visual coals inhabiting the corners of Lloyd's eyes. "It's caused by lightning." Hailey lapped reminiscent lip compote and probed upper visual flaps with jade irises. "It happens when cloud to ground lightning makes the ground so hot, it melts sand." Lloyd searched his girlfriend's chlorophyll pupil facets with puzzled cornea cocoa. --- CLEAN --- "It's-- glass," Hailey divulged under sprung brow cheddar and enticing vision limes. "It's caused when-- cloud to ground lightning makes the earth so hot, it melts sand." Lloyd searched his girlfriend's chlorophyll pupil facets with puzzled cornea cocoa. --- TAINT --- "You meeean--" Lloyd snapped. Lloyd sifted Detective Moore's wise facial creases with impatient ocular tar drops. "You think lightning burned that place down??" Moore spread excited, copper brow brushes above his extensive forehead wrinkles. --- CLEAN --- "You meeean-- You think LIGHTNING burned that place down??" Lloyd skeptically probed. Moore sprouted copper and silver brow bushes above extensive forehead wrinkles. --- TAINT --- "No!" the fascinated investigator belted using elated mouth frames. Detective Moore extended pointer digit crumples from his cornflower sleeve cuff. "Thermite!" Moore exploded. The hysterical inspector acknowledged Hailey's ruby sweater planks with his fingers. "Thermite, Ms. Holloway! Can you believe that??" Hailey analyzed Detective Moore's enthusiastic behavior with meticulous eye limes. --- CLEAN --- "No! Ther-mite!" the giddy dick blared before signaling Hailey's ruby sweater planks. "Thermite, Ms. Holloway! Can you believe that??" Hailey observed Detective Moore's hysterical behavior with meticulous sight spinach. --- TAINT --- "I thought we were talking abouuut--" Hailey groaned using analytical face quartz. "You mean like-- rocket fuel?" Detective Moore formed a passionate grin and flaunted his carrot shaped index finger. --- CLEAN --- "I thought we were talking abouuut--" Hailey groaned using analytical face quartz. "You mean like-- rocket fuel?" --- TAINT --- "I *knew* you would find this interesting, Ms. Holloway," Moore commented. Hailey searched parking pebbles and tapped her thoughtful chin with a neon digit cap. --- CLEAN --- "I *knew* you would find this interesting!" Moore beamed while parading his pointer carrot. Hailey searched parking pebbles and tapped her thoughtful chin with a neon digit cap. --- TAINT --- "You thiiink--" Hailey reasoned with colorful visage facets. Hailey probed Detective Moore's eager, corneal tar drops using dismal ocular moss. "You don't think my *mom* got burned up in that place, do you?" Hailey demanded. Moore crumpled regretful cheek leather and cradled his pupils with tender eye flaps. --- CLEAN --- "You thiiink--" Hailey hummed before presenting the gumshoe with aural visage facets. "You don't think my *mom* got burned up in that place, do you?" Moore crumpled regretful cheek leather and cradled his pupils with tender eye flaps. --- TAINT --- "Ohhh--" Detective Moore groaned from sorrowful mouth flaps. The dutiful gumshoe oscillated his wise cheek ridges above periwinkle collar points. "Wellll--" Detective Moore scoured charcoal gravel adhesive and collected his frantic thoughts. "...i never even *thought* of that..." Detective Moore mumbled under his breath. The troubled investigator paraded uncertain palm hide departing his ozone sleeves. "I was talking-- about Travis Griffin?" Detective Moore haplessly persisted. Hailey penetrated Moore's graphite pupil slivers with bewildered cornea emeralds. --- CLEAN --- "Ohhh. Wellll--" Detective Moore affectionately dawdled using sorrowful mouth flaps. The cunning inspector scoured parking pavement and collected his frantic thoughts. "...i never even *thought* of that..." Detective Moore flaunted troubled palm leather departing cornflower sleeve silk. "I was talking-- about Travis Griffin?" Hailey penetrated Moore's graphite pupil slivers with bewildered cornea emeralds. --- TAINT --- "You think-- somebody killed-- Travis?" Hailey requisitioned. Moore searched Hailey's innocent cheeks, then cupped his knees with defeated digits. Hailey tapped her raspberry lips and checked Harris and Moore's ocean and cocoa eyes. "I'm sorryyy--" Hailey sang. Hailey gripped sand paper thigh soot using her tangerine spotted cream digits. "I was trying to find out about my mom?" Hailey examined fresh pavement between her neoprene boot platforms and squinted. "I don't-- understand why you're telling me all this," Hailey huffed between peeved lips. Lloyd scanned Detective Moore's ocular tar and shriveled his agitated eye frames. --- CLEAN --- "You think-- somebody killed-- Travis?" Hailey innocently probed. Moore averted Hailey's face pine to grip noodly knees while she checked Harris' eyes. "I'm sorry-- I was trying to find out about my mom??" Hailey tilled pitch thigh grit with nervous nail embers while scanning fresh asphalt. "I don't-- understand why you're telling me all this." --- TAINT --- "Wait-- you're looking for that punk, Travis Griffin?" Lloyd demanded. Officer Harris searched suspicious optical slivers using his cornflower irises. --- CLEAN --- "You're looking for that PUNK, Travis Griffin?" Lloyd griped below wiry optic pleats. --- TAINT --- "Do-- you know where he *is*?" Harris implored below upper lip bristle chrome. Lloyd sifted the inquisitive officer's ozone peepers from downturned brow canopies. --- CLEAN --- "Do-- you know where he *is*?" Harris implored under suspicious, chrome lip bristles. --- TAINT --- "I know I *hate* that motha fucker," Lloyd snapped. Hailey's shaggy headed boyfriend launched disgusted spit and folded his arms. "He was friends with my brother Sal," Lloyd explained. Harris balanced startled shoulders and pointed at Lloyd's lime and cream chest bands. --- CLEAN --- "I know I *hate* that motha fucker," Lloyd snapped before launching disgusted spit. "He was friends with my brother, Sal." Harris balanced startled shoulders and pointed at Lloyd's lime and cream chest bands. --- TAINT --- "Wait-- wudda you mean 'was'?" Officer Harris demanded. "What's *that* supposed to mean?" Lloyd seared Officer Harris' cornflower pupil facets with agitated cornea coals. --- CLEAN --- "Wait-- wudda you mean 'was'?" Officer Harris demanded. "What's *that* supposed to mean?" --- TAINT --- "Fool-- you really have no idea who I am, do you?" Lloyd requisitioned. Harris shrank grim ocular frames and uplifted inviting palms beside his bicep stamps. "'Was' as in-- the mother fucker's dead," Lloyd coldly responded. "As in-- he's not friends with *anybody*, anymore." Detective Moore presented demanding hand leather to Lloyd, Hailey, and Wednesday. --- CLEAN --- "Fool-- you really have no idea who I am, do you?" Lloyd chided with pissy eye coals. Harris shrank grim ocular frames and uplifted inviting palms beside his bicep stamps. "'Was' as in-- the mother fucker's dead. As in-- he's not friends with *anybody*, anymore." --- TAINT --- "O-kayyy--" Moore groaned from disgruntled facial crumples. "Now, just-- wait a minute." Detective Moore slopped exhausted fist pudding along his camel hair hip chutes. The agitated gumshoe paced gravel adhesive and signaled Lloyd's cornea pitch spots. "You're telling me that-- Travis Griffin was murdered?" Detective Moore demanded. "You already *know* that??" Lloyd glared at the hasty investigator's graphite pupil facets and scowled. --- CLEAN --- "Okay, now just-- wait a minute," Moore bungled before drilling oatmeal hip chutes. "You're telling me that-- Travis Griffin was murdered? You already *know* that??" --- TAINT --- "Nooo-- you fucking dick-head!" Lloyd belched. "Not Travis Griffin!" Lloyd shuffled furious knuckle knots in front of his lime and cream shoulder streaks. "Fuck that mother fucker!" Lloyd belted from agitated lip strands. "*I* don't give a fuck about that fuckin'-- piece of shit." Lloyd hammered blueberry thigh denim using his exhausted palm mounds. "I'm talking about my brother, Sal," Lloyd disclosed. Lloyd shuffled agitated digits in front of his tropical sherbet chest stripes. "My fucking *brother* fucking *Sal* is fucking dead," Lloyd grumbled, sarcastically. "You-- fuckin' idiots!" Lloyd glared past his chocolate forehead coils at Detective Moore and Officer Harris. "*He* was fucking murdered," Lloyd concluded. Hailey's infuriated boyfriend stacked cynical forearm steak on top of his peck bands. "Are you two dipshits-- following me, now?" Lloyd requisitioned. Moore faced virgin pavement and expanded caterpillar brow rust above his forehead. --- CLEAN --- "NO, you fucking dick-head! Not Travis Griffin!" Lloyd fired from antsy body knots. "FUCK that mother fucker!! *I* don't give a fuck about that-- piece of shit!" The agitated colt seared Moore's pupil graphite and battered blueberry thigh denim. "I'm talking about my brother, Sal," Lloyd shared before shuffling lime peck sherbet. "My fucking *brother* fucking *Sal* is fucking dead!! You-- fuckin' idiots!" Hailey's squire glared past coiled forehead coffee and stacked cynical forearm steak. "*He* was fucking murdered. Are you two-- dipshits following me, now??" Moore faced virgin pavement and expanded caterpillar brow rust above his forehead. --- TAINT --- "Boy, I didn't know about that," Detective Moore grumbled from regretful mouth seams. The apologetic inspector gripped unsettled oral rims and shook his head. "Didn't know anything about that." --- CLEAN --- "Boy, I didn't know about that," the grim sleuth aired before swiveling cheek pleats. "Didn't know an-y-thing about that." --- TAINT --- "Well, I guess they didn't send you two dipshits that day," Lloyd grumbled. Lloyd rolled his eyes and pointed his oscillating walnut cheeks at fresh asphalt. Hailey captured Lloyd's attention by tugging his thick digits and nodded, discretely. Harris popped his indigo hip fabric and exhaled a defeated breath from limp cheeks. --- CLEAN --- "Well, I guess they didn't send you two dipshits that day," Lloyd sniped under rolling eyes. Hailey tugged Lloyd's digits and nodded at his oscillating cheek honey, discretely. --- TAINT --- "I think that's our cue to leave," Officer Harris huffed past upper lip curls. The disgruntled enforcer skimmed coffee automotive paint protecting the Cutler's top. "Wudda *you* think, Detective Moore?" Moore glared at his ocean eyed partner and tipped vanilla face pudding up and down. The defeated inspector hurdled a step plate and implanted bourbon driver's vinyl. Officer Harris greeted Hailey's emerald pupil slivers and bobbed his head. "Hailey, I'll let you know as soon as I *hear* something about your mom," Harris assured the carrot haired vixen. "Okay?" Hailey sanded a crevice dividing her front teeth using a nervous, neon finger cap. --- CLEAN --- "I think that's our cue to leave," Harris snarled while popping defeated hip juniper. "Wudda *you* think, Detective Moore?" Moore glared above the Cutler's roof espresso and tipped face custard up and down. "Hailey, I'll let you know as soon as I hear something about your mom," Harris promised. "Okay?" Hailey sanded a crevice dividing her front teeth using a nervous, mango finger cap. --- TAINT --- "Okayyy--" Hailey sang using agreeable face ceramic. Harris plopped down next to his cohort and snatched a bourbon seat belt harness. The agitated officer cuddled a chrome plated hip latch and stared at Moore's chest. --- CLEAN --- "O-kayyy--" Hailey sang while watching the disjointed officers embed seat bourbon. Officer Harris collected a chrome hip latch, then searched Detective Moore's chest. --- TAINT --- "Moorre--" Officer Harris groaned. Detective Moore pointed his corneal tar drops at Harris' silver scalp filaments. --- CLEAN --- "Moorrre--" the silver haired law droid groaned. --- TAINT --- "What now, Harris??" Detective Moore demanded using grumpy face pudding. Harris stretched his partner's amber rib strap in front of his cranky cheek pleats. Elastic frays departed Harris' thick digits and eclipsed Moore's ozone shirt silk. --- CLEAN --- "What now, Harris??" the grumpy gumshoe demanded. Harris stretched amber frays cleaving his partner's rib strap above ozone shirt silk. --- TAINT --- "Oh, riiight--" Detective Moore croaked using reflective mouth seams. Officer Harris popped his companion's startled man tits with a worn peck brace. "I gahhht--" Detective Moore snarled between impatient oral frames. "An appointment to get that fixed." Moore's annoyed passenger sank into golden seat puffs and buckled his safety strap. --- CLEAN --- "Oh, riiight--" Detective Moore croaked while collecting caramel seat belt sprouts. "I've got an appointment to get that fixed." --- TAINT --- "Moorrre--" the blueberry suited officer hissed. "I've been looking at that friggin'-- huge tear in your seat belt for like-- two months, now," Officer Harris complained. "It's bigger than the-- San Andreas Fault. You'd better get that thing fixed. And, I mean-- right now!" Detective M oore flaunted apologetic palm leather and rolled impatient ocular slate. --- CLEAN --- "Moorrre--" the blueberry suited officer grated while buckling his safety strap. "I've been looking at that friggin'-- huge tear in your seat belt for like-- two months, now. It's bigger than the-- San Andreas Fault. You'd better get that thing fixed. And, I mean-- right now!" --- TAINT --- "O-kayyy, Dad--" Moore grumbled from pissy digestive seals. "This Thursdayyy-- I promise." Detective Moore grasped bourbon steering vinyl using his wise finger pleats. "Is that good enough?" Officer Harris searched his stubborn partner's silicate wind deflector, mournfully. --- CLEAN --- "O-kay, Dahhd--" Moore grumbled while flaunting apologetic palm leather. "This Thursdayyy-- Is that good enough?" --- TAINT --- "Let me tell you something--" Harris croaked underneath foreboding lip fluffs. "You're gonna get rear ended by some old lady going fifteen miles an hour--" --- CLEAN --- "Let me tell you something," Harris croaked while watching Moore cobble steering ale. "You're gonna get rear ended by some old lady going fifteen miles an hour--" --- TAINT --- "Ohhh, here we go--" Detective Moore groaned from vanilla pudding jowls. Officer Harris indicated his hasty partner's forward viewport using strong digits. --- CLEAN --- "Ohh, here we go--" the pissy inspector groaned while Harris flaunted the windshield. --- TAINT --- "And, you're gonna go flying through that winshield right therrre--" Harris snapped. "And, you're gonna get impaled on a tree or something and bleed to death." Harris pinched Moore's elastic chest harness and stretched it in front of his eyes. "All because you were too stubborn to take this old-- piece of junk down to the body shop and get the seat belt fixed!" Officer Harris jolted his hapless cohort with a loaded whack between the man tits. --- CLEAN --- "And, you're gonna go flying through that winshield right there-- And, you're gonna get impaled on a tree or something and bleed to death." Harris pinched Moore's elastic chest harness and stretched it in front of his eyes. "All because you were too stubborn to take this old-- piece of junk down to the body shop and get the seat belt fixed!" Officer Harris jolted his hapless cohort with a loaded whack between the man tits. --- TAINT --- "Ohhh!" Moore belched with frantic cheek crumples. Moore snatched caramel harness frays and glared at his rider's cornflower irises. "Are you done, Harris?" Detective Moore snarled using grumpy face pleats. "Can we *go*, now?" The silver haired enforcer acknowledged Moore's ozone shirt silk with pissy fingers. --- CLEAN --- "Ohh!" Moore yelped before snatching gold harness frays and and glaring at his rider. "Are you done, Harris? Can we *go*, now?" --- TAINT --- "Can't be-LIEVE you haven't fixed that thing, yet," Harris grumbled. "Jesus Christ." A five inch trunk rim overlooked the Cutler's dual brake uprights and backup lamps. A license plate divided tomato bezel pairs and eclipsed a chrome plated bumper. Inner halting flashes precipitated the vehicle's departure from banana parking lines. Moore swiveled his automobile and illuminated four poppy bezels before taking off. Hailey searched her boyfriend's mysterious eye coals with devious cornea emeralds. Lloyd split his cheek pine with joyous lips and prompted a cheery gaze from his gal. --- CLEAN --- "Can't be-LIEVE you haven't fixed that thing, yet," Harris bitched. "Je-sus Chrrrist." Trunk rim caramel topped dual brake uprights and backup lamps above bumper chrome. Poppy license plate sparks precipitated Moore's Cutler exiting banana parking marks. Lloyd prompted a cheery gaze from Hailey by splitting cheek amber with joyous lips. --- TAINT --- "You two are *terrible*," Wednesday belched from ruby oral seams. Lloyd probed his upper, right visual frames with considerate cornea molasses. Hailey searched raven bangs clouding her friend's eye teal above cherry bicep strips. She cherished Wednesday's charcoal cheek curtains and trembling mouth rubies. Wednesday folded arm pine escaping fishnet chutes along her heart salted chest soot. --- CLEAN --- "You two are terr-i-ble," Wednesday articulated using ruby oral seams. Hailey relished raven bangs above her bud's eye ozone and arm cream among cocoa nets. Lloyd probed his upper, right optical frames with considerate sight molasses. --- TAINT --- "We'rrre-- guilty," Lloyd commented using cynical face cedar. Hailey's shaggy headed boyfriend lapped his philosophical digestive openings. "And-- I would like it *very much* if we did not get caught." Lloyd shriveled sarcastic walnut hide framing his retrospective ocular ports. "Crazy idea, I know." Wednesday focalized Lloyd's bedrock corneal shutters with sea ice pupil facets. She searched asphalt dividing her glittering toe points and offered a conceding nod. --- CLEAN --- "We'rrre-- guilty," Hailey's shaggy haired boyfriend cynically summarized. "And-- I would like it *very much* if we did not get caught. Crazy idea, I know." Wednesday presented optical sea ice, then searched asphalt dividing pitch toe points. --- TAINT --- "I *hate* lying," Hailey indulged using considerate precipice porcelain. Wednesday scanned solemn emeralds prowling her friend's rectangular vision crystals. "You *know* how much I hate it," Hailey thoughtfully commented. Hailey sifted the top, right corners of her eyes and tilted her dismal cheek ivory. "Reeeally don't wanna go to jail, though--" Wednesday scoured her vindictive companion's molten lava noggin filaments. Lloyd perused his girlfriend's silicate clouded cornea jade and paraded a warm smile. --- CLEAN --- "I *hate* lying," Hailey indulged, prompting her friend to scan her solemn eye limes. "You *know* how much I hate it." Wednesday's carrot mopped cohort sifted dismal eye flaps and tilted limestone cheeks. "Reeeally don't wanna go to jail, though--" The grim goth loathed Lloyd sharing a warm smile with Hailey's silicate optic clouds. --- TAINT --- "You wanna go-- drive around for a little bit?" Lloyd inquired. Hailey responded to her boyfriend's enticing request with cheerful lip compote. --- CLEAN --- "You wanna go-- drive around for a little bit?" the shaggy maverick offered. --- TAINT --- "O-kayyy!" Hailey beamed from colorful facial points. Lloyd searched for his car keys among the front pocket of his indigo, denim leg wear. --- CLEAN --- "O-kayyy!" Hailey beamed using cheerful lip compote. --- TAINT --- "All-riiight--" Lloyd joyfully purred. Lloyd spotted Wednesday's frosty eye shutters beyond a raven feather forehead veil. Wednesday diverted her ocular sapphires and buried them near the corners of her eyes. "You gonna go with us, Wednesday?" Lloyd cautiously pried. Wednesday stared into space and freed ceramic arms cuddling her ivory chest hearts. --- CLEAN --- "All-riiight--" Lloyd cooed while searching indigo denim wads for his car keys. The stout colt chased Wednesday's eye frost to the rims of her raven forehead plumes. "You gonna go with us, Wednesday?" The pissy minx freed arm ceramic cuddling quartz hearts spotting silk breast pitch. --- TAINT --- "You guys go ahead," Wednesday groaned from somber lip rubies. Wednesday gripped bicep jean straps and guided leather shoe points towards her house. Lloyd watched his licorice haired acquaintance trample pavement with heel spikes. --- CLEAN --- "You guys go ahead," Wednesday sulked before clawing jean hoists and stomping tarmac. Lloyd observed his auburn chum riding pointed hide, heel tines with Achilles custard. --- TAINT --- "I can-- drop you off, Wednesdayyy--" Lloyd groaned past accommodating mouth rims. Wednesday marched a banana peel parking stripe and disappeared between a set of cars. Lloyd dismissed pentagonal booty pockets adorning his friend's raven jean cutoffs. "She's having a hard time with what we did," Lloyd conjectured. Hailey stared between motionless vehicles and stacked cherry wrist yarn on her chest. --- CLEAN --- "I can-- drop you off, Wednesday," Hailey's charming escort offered. Lloyd watched slate hiny pentagons follow lemon parking marks between chrome bumpers. "She's having a hard time with what we did." Hailey examined motionless vehicles and stacked cherry wrist yarn along her bosom. --- TAINT --- "She *is* having a hard time with it," Hailey disclosed. Hailey searched chocolate chops framing Lloyd's walnut cheeks with nervy eye limes. "We were-- sorta fighting about it when we came outside." Lloyd probed uncertain cornea emeralds perusing his girlfriend's optic prisms. --- CLEAN --- "She IS having a hard time with it," Hailey aired before probing Lloyd's mocha chops. "We were-- sorta fighting about it when we came outside." Lloyd searched nervy limes perusing his girlfriend's saxophone stick, optic prisms. --- TAINT --- "Should we catch up with her?" Lloyd offered. "Make sure she's okay?" --- CLEAN --- "Should we catch up with her? Make sure she's okay??" --- TAINT --- "Give her some space, Lloyd," Hailey implored of her chocolate knotted companion. Hailey sifted thoughts and sanded raspberry lip enamel with her judicious mouth meat. "She'll calm down," Hailey vacantly explained. "Eventually." Hailey collected Lloyd's masculine digits and searched for his baby blue Cammy. Raven scalp strands framed Wednesday's porcelain cheeks and tickled her jaw line. Six inch licorice arcs grazed pissy asphalt brows eclipsing Wednesday's ozone irises. A hominy nose cap under fiery nasal pleats overarched Wednesday's ruby lip velvet. --- CLEAN --- "Give her some space, Lloyd," Hailey implored of her chocolate knotted companion. "She'll calm down. Eventually." Hailey collected Lloyd's masculine digits and searched for his baby blue Cammy. Raven scalp strands framed Wednesday's porcelain cheeks and tickled her jaw line. Six inch licorice arcs grazed brow asphalt topping the pissy damsel's ozone irises. A hominy nose cap under fiery nasal pleats overarched Wednesday's ruby lip velvet. --- TAINT --- Vertical seat puffs the color of ale padded the surfaces of Ivy's cozy car seats. Tree sap vinyl framed settled chair foam and enameled trapezoid head rests. Josh embedded almond lumbar fabric with claret scapula curtains hiding his bony ribs. Ivy produced tangerine sparkles by grating a stone ignitor disc with her thumb. Ivy's opposable digit ridges sank a tomato valve cap and released butane mist. Ivy penetrated her strawberry lip gloss with a zinc treated mouth piece. She incinerated chlorophyll pipe shavings with Josh's porcelain pocket blaster. Dehydrated pot shards sizzled like skunk bacon and transformed into smoldering muck. Sammy poised phony lip arcs eclipsing his flamingo chin beside Ivy's amber chair top. Sly ocular bourbon framed a candy cola nose bottle under Sammy's spiked hair gold. The invasive passenger examined Ivy's corn starch cheeks below daisy brow canopies. --- CLEAN --- Josh sank spine ale among tree sap vinyl framing Ivy's worn car seats and head rests. Ivy grated a stone sparker and sank tomato valve plastic with opposable digit ridges. Josh's solemn mistress split strawberry wax with lip zinc and blasted pipe spinach. Dehydrated pot shards sizzled like skunk bacon and transformed into smoldering muck. Sammy poised phony mouth arcs eclipsing his flamingo chin by Ivy's amber chair top. Sly ocular bourbon framed a candy cola nose bottle under Sammy's spiked hair gold. The invasive passenger examined Ivy's corn starch cheeks below daisy brow canopies. --- TAINT --- "Don't forget cha homies, homey," Sammy belted from hapless mouth frames. Sammy dumped his angular cheeks along folded forearms departing rolled sleeve ivory. Sammy's lanky throat evaded collar flaps eclipsing his polystyrene chest fasteners. His limestone jeans overlooked pickle sock crumples surmounting checkered slip ons. Face fat soft balls bearing push broom hair spokes embedded stacked wrist footballs. Robin egg irises headlined grapefruit funny bones crumpling Ivy's upper seat corners. --- CLEAN --- "Don't forget cha homies, homey," Sammy aired with cheek tines bedding rolled elbow ivory. Porcelain collar flaps and pearl sutures lined Sammy's bubble gum throat snorkel. Oatmeal jeans overlooked pickle socks stacking the sly hipster's checkered slip ons. Face fat soft balls bearing push broom hair spokes packed folded wrist, acorn squash. Robin egg irises headlined grapefruit funny bones crumpling Ivy's upper seat corners. --- TAINT --- "Puff, puff, PASS, mo fuckas!" Bernie's lip blubber spat between his pudding cheeks. Sammy extracted carnation arm gristle pinned below Bernie's elbow pommelo. He hammered cream and blueberry sleeve streaks encasing his cohort's humerus gelatin. --- CLEAN --- "Puff, puff, PASS, mo fuckas!" Bernie fired with pudding cheeks. Sammy tore arm gristle from elbow pommelo and beat curd and blueberry sleeve streaks. --- TAINT --- "God daaamn, Bernie," Sammy croaked using insidious digestive seams. "Why don't you-- watch where you put your fat, motha fucker?" Bernie battered Sammy's xylophone peck flanks with sprouted sausage digits. Sammy's compressed breathing bags puffed startled gasses between his slim oral flaps. "pUUHHHH!!" Sammy belched underneath horrified ocular bourbon. --- CLEAN --- "God dahhmn, Bernie," Sammy insidiously croaked. "Why don't you watch where you put your fat, motha fucker??" Bernie popped Sammy's xylophone chest planks with sprouted knuckle sausages. "pUUHHHH!!" --- TAINT --- "Back up, kihhhd--" Bernie purred from pillowy mouth flaps. "You'll get your turn." Bernie's neck dough exited indigo and ivory t-shirt streaks circling his thick trunk. Coconut striations shrouding Bernie's stomach pudding eclipsed his roomy khaki pine. Twine Xs stitched high top sneaker claret beyond his neoprene toe ceramic. Bernie's sausage digits snatched a chrome pipe bowl departing Ivy's finger chalk. Sammy smacked Bernie's hefty knuckle extensions with his cotton candy nightcrawlers. "Ahhh!" Bernie belched using startled digestive seams. --- CLEAN --- "Back up, kihhhd--" Bernie purred using pillowy mouth flaps. "You'll get your turn." Bernie's neck dough and coconut striped stomach pudding eclipsed roomy khaki pine. Cream, twine Xs stitched high top sneaker claret above neoprene toe ceramic. Bernie snatched Ivy's pipe chrome, then got a swat from Sammy's flamingo digit worms. "Ahhh!" --- TAINT --- "Heyyy--" Sammy croaked from appreciative oral frames. "You're alright there, Berns." Sammy pierced his phony smirk with a chrome smoking reed and awaited flint strikes. Bernie torched putrid pot tar and scalded Sammy's anxious mouth and throat. He hammered Sammy's silk fastened abdomen gristle with knotted hot dog fingers. Sammy sloshed grim cheeks and expelled blistering exhaust from his startled lips. --- CLEAN --- "Heyyy-- You're alright there, Berns," Sammy appreciatively purred. Sammy split a phony smirk with chrome and enjoyed Bernie searing his throat with pot. Bernie observed his sly chum slurping noxious fumes, then hammered his abdomen silk. --- TAINT --- "Buh-hoo! Bah-haa! Puh-haaa!!" Sammy hacked from horrified face bismuth. Sammy funneled a panicked breath and coughed into a knuckle nightcrawler tunnel. Bernie recovered Josh's strawberry pot stick and siphoned a zinc plated mouth piece. --- CLEAN --- "Buh-hoo! Bah-haa! Puh-haaa!!" Sammy blasted before funneling a startled breath. Bernie watched his muddled mate hack before recovering Josh's strawberry pot stick. --- TAINT --- "Take that motha fucker from me again, bitch," Bernie politely cautioned. Bernie struck Josh's Flic ignitor and torched Mary Jane particles with queso flares. Sammy popped Bernie's pine tinted nut covering with a willowy finger hammer. Bernie unloaded his fat lips and sank jolted eye flaps framing his robin egg irises. --- CLEAN --- "Take that motha fucker from me again, bitch," Bernie dared while sparking Mary Jane. Sammy popped Bernie's limestone testicle covering with a willowy finger hammer. --- TAINT --- "Ack! Uckk! Uckkk!! a-HWUK! a-HOCK! a-HAWKK!!" Bernie belted from doughy mouth flaps. Sammy sealed his devious ocular seams and drilled seat amber with gold hair spikes. --- CLEAN --- "Ack! Uckk! Uckkk!! a-HWUK! a-HOCK! a-HAWKK!!" Bernie expelled with feral face dough. Sammy sealed devious ocular seams and drilled amber seat pads with gold hair spikes. --- TAINT --- "Haa! Haa! Haa!" Sammy honked like a clown horn. Bernie's scrawny seat companion battered his palm with cotton candy nightcrawlers. "Ahhh-- Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!!" Josh searched Ivy's windshield and glided his tongue beebee across his bottom lip. --- CLEAN --- "Haa! Haa! Haa!" Sammy honked like a clown horn, then cracked flamingo nightcrawlers. "Ahhh-- Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!!" Josh searched Ivy's windshield and sanded observant lips with an antsy tongue beebee. --- TAINT --- "Aww fahhhck, fool--" Josh croaked using anxious digestive seams. Josh focused corneal tar drops on pale irises frosting Bernie's disgusted precipice. --- CLEAN --- "Aww fahhhck, fool--" Josh croaked before engaging Bernie's disgusted, ozone peepers. --- TAINT --- "Gyahhhd--" Bernie groaned from face gelatin above his crotch cradling sausage digits. "Wussuuup, dude??" Bernie probed the left corners of his eyes and searched the Chrysalis' driver glass. Bernie observed Wednesday's scalp charcoal brushing her heart shaped cheek ivory. He ogled fishnet coffee grazing bicep cream and heart spots skirting baseball tits. Wednesday's cropped jean soot surmounted calf quartz steering spiked shoe leather. --- CLEAN --- "Gyahhd-- Wussup, duuude??" Bernie groaned while cradling his nuts with finger brats. Bernie ogled Wednesday's scalp coal dusting cheek ivory above heart spotted jugs. Fishnet coffee grazed bicep cream while bison shoe spikes steered cropped jean soot. --- TAINT --- "Prehhhtty sure that's Wednesday," Josh commented using somber face honey. Josh checked bourbon ocular drops bearing Sammy's shredded pineapple brows. "Short black hair?" Josh verified. "All black clothes?" --- CLEAN --- "Prehhty sure that's Wednesday," Josh cooed before checking Sammy's ocular bourbon. "Short black hair? All black clothes?" --- TAINT --- "Pale skihhhn--" Sammy reminisced with creepy vocal streaks. Josh's ominous sidekick grasped pilot lumbar foam and scanned Ivy's wind deflector. "Isn't there supposed to beee--" Sammy groaned from disoriented digestive seams. The dandelion haired, rear seat agitator forgot what he was talking about. Bernie slopped his reckless man tits along the edges of Sammy's silk shrouded bicep. --- CLEAN --- "Pale skihhn--" Sammy hooted while tilling Ivy's seat foam and eyeing her windshield. "Isn't there supposed to beee--" The disoriented, dandelion haired agitator forgot what he was even talking about. --- TAINT --- "Mahhhhhn--" Bernie groaned past delirious lip pudding. "I am fuckin'-- stoooooned, G." Bernie examined Wednesday's ivory arm velvet and heart dots with dilated pupil dimes. --- CLEAN --- "Mahhhhhn--" Bernie aired while crowding Sammy's bicep silk with sweaty chesticles. "I am fuckin'-- stohhhned, G." --- TAINT --- "What'd I sayyy--" Sammy croaked using impatient facial bubble gum. "About your fuckin' *fat*, Bernie?" Bernie searched Sammy's agitated precipice points and chuckled uncontrollably. --- CLEAN --- "What'd I sayyy-- about your fuckin' FAT, Bernie??" Sammy impatiently croaked. Bernie scanned Sammy's tulip face tines with pupil dimes and chuckled uncontrollably. --- TAINT --- "I'm *talking* abowwwt--" Sammy grated under sinister ocular scotch. "Them fat, sloppy mannn titties." Sammy shoved Bernie's sweaty chest sacks with his porcelain elbow linen. "You got 'em-- floppin' all over my shit, yo!" Ivy split face cream with strawberry lips and exhaled giggles from her slim trachea. Bernie scoured elastic denim coal binding Wednesday's hips and her ta-ta heart candy. --- CLEAN --- "I'm TALK-ing about-- them fat, sloppy mahhn titties," Sammy sang before shoving chest mousse. "You got 'em floppin' all over my *shit*, yo!" Ivy shared raging giggles while Bernie scoured Wednesday's hip coal and ta-ta hearts. --- TAINT --- "Daaaaamn--" Bernie purred from fascinated lip mousse. "Wednesday's a fiiine motha fucker, huh?" Sammy enjoyed oscillating shoulder quartz overlooking Wednesday's pillowy thighs. --- CLEAN --- "Damn-- Wednesday's a fiiine motha fucker, huh?" Bernie purred using fascinated lips. Sammy enjoyed oscillating shoulder curd topping Wednesday's soot grit, thigh gelatin. --- TAINT --- "Yeahhh--" Sammy croaked. "She *is*, fool." Sammy wrinkled curious optical grapefruit framing his butterscotch pupil facets. "Isn't there-- supposed to be a red-head, though?" the straw haired deviant pondered. Bernie startled Josh by hammering his amber reclining vinyl with sausage digits. --- CLEAN --- "She IS, fooool--" Sammy croaked before crumpling hazy pupil butterscotch. "Isn't therrre-- supposed to be a red-head, though?" --- TAINT --- "Hey-- we 'bout to go snatch up this fine piece uh ass, or what??" Bernie demanded. --- CLEAN --- "We 'bout to SNATCH this fine piece uh ass, or wahht??" Bernie hooted while popping Josh's seat. --- TAINT --- "Jeee-sus Christ," Josh puffed past an indecisive chuckle. "I mean-- I thought we might go talk to her, you know? Yeah." --- CLEAN --- "Je-sus Chrrrist," Josh huffed between startled chuckles. "I mean-- I thought we might go talk to her, you know? Yeah--" --- TAINT --- "Shiiitt--" Bernie grumbled between frustrated softball cheeks. "I'm 'bout to go talk to her about this *dick*, motha fucker!" Sammy knotted anesthetized eye flaps and expelled clown horn toots using thin lips. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!" the deceptive crackpot proudly honked. "Damn, Bernieee--" Josh groaned from mischevious mouth flaps. "You-- serious, right now??" Bernie collected imposing udder dough and flaunted his pine tinted crotch covering. --- CLEAN --- "Shiiitt--" Bernie grumbled between frustrated softball cheeks. "I'm 'bout to go talk to her about this *dick*, motha fucker!" Sammy knotted anesthetized eye flaps and expelled clown horn toots using thin lips. "Damn, Bernieee--" Josh groaned from mischevious mouth flaps. "You-- serious, right now??" Bernie collected imposing udder dough and flaunted his pine tinted crotch covering. --- TAINT --- Wednesday's three inch heel spike centered a "D" shaped stopper along a cement tile. Her leather toe point precipitated an arch tower and plantar spade two feet away. Wednesday's trailing footwear froze beside her ivory calf before joining its partner. Instep butterfly wings nestled under charcoal shoe collars cradling Achilles quartz. Wednesday's lengthy lash tar gripped analytical pupils focalizing her teal irises. Wednesday siphoned skunky vapors using crumpled nasal chutes above her nose beebee. --- CLEAN --- Wednesday's three inch heel spike centered a "D" shaped stopper along a cement tile. Her leather toe point precipitated an arch tower and plantar spade two feet away. Wednesday's trailing footwear froze beside her ivory calf before joining its partner. Instep butterfly wings nestled under charcoal shoe collars cradling Achilles quartz. Wednesday focalized analytical eye teal and siphoned skunky vapors with nasal pleats. --- TAINT --- "...is that-- what i *think* it is?..." Wednesday hissed between cautious lip rubies. Bernie parked ceramic shoe caps in front of Wednesday's spiked pedal sculptures. Wednesday scanned Bernie's robin egg cornea facets and push broom scalp bristles. Bernie's sausage digits pierced his lip steak with oral chrome serving a cherry pipe. Bernie struck Josh's porcelain ignitor and scorched pot goop packing crematory zinc. Wednesday examined cue ball cheeks with ocular sea ice and exhaled a nervous huff. Bernie grated his throat and sand paper mouth meat with searing marijuana exhaust. He searched Wednesday's forehead crow feathers with his intoxicated viewing dimes. He admired raven filaments brushing Wednesday's cheeks and her quaking, cherry lips. The dazed path obstructor ejected ceramic pot gasses from his rubbery mouth frames. --- CLEAN --- "...is that-- what i *think* it is?..." Wednesday hissed between cautious lip rubies. Bernie parked ceramic shoe caps in front of Wednesday's spiked pedal sculptures. Wednesday scanned Bernie's robin egg cornea facets and push broom scalp bristles. Bernie slurped cherry pipe chrome and torched pot goop with Josh's porcelain ignitor. Wednesday examined cue ball cheeks with ocular sea ice and exhaled a nervous huff. Bernie grated his throat and sand paper mouth meat with searing marijuana exhaust. He searched Wednesday's forehead crow feathers with intoxicated viewing dimes. He admired raven filaments brushing Wednesday's cheeks and her quaking, lip berries. The dazed path obstructor ejected ceramic pot gasses using rubbery mouth frames. --- TAINT --- "...mannn..." Bernie sculpted using bud smoked vocal streaks. Bernie evicted a vapor puff and gazed at Wednesday's uncertain cornea sapphires. "You are a *sweet* little thing," Bernie abruptly commented from surly mouth seams. "Aren't you?" Bernie sloshed a ruby smoking device above Wednesday's tense bicep, licorice weaves. Eager nightcrawlers below Sammy's grinning lips snatched the helicopter cherry chute. --- CLEAN --- "...mahhn..." Bernie grated while evicting bud vapors and scanning cornea sapphires. "You are a *sweet* little thing, aren't you??" Bernie toppled Wednesday's bicep nets, then Sammy's finger worms with a cherry chute. --- TAINT --- "Fuckin'-- ayyy--" Sammy extruded past affectionate mouth seams. Wednesday watched Sammy capture Josh's Flic lighter above her lattice shoulder soot. Sammy situated zinc lip pewter and formed a tulip finger canopy above lighter ivory. "Hello, gor-geousss--" Sammy whistled past sinister gnawing pearls. Sammy sparked butane and peered at Wednesday's eye frost above bubble gum knuckles. "Need some fries to go with that shake?" Sammy insinuated below ominous ocular ale. Wednesday dismissed crackling pot and examined Bernie's robin egg pupil slivers. --- CLEAN --- "Fuckin'-- ayyy--" Sammy cooed while capturing Josh's Flic lighter. "Hello, gor-geousss--" Sammy formed a finger canopy and sparked butane while scanning Wednesday's eye frost. "Need some fries to go with that shake??" Wednesday dismissed antics and crackling pot, then probed Bernie's ocular robin eggs. --- TAINT --- "wwWhat is this?" Wednesday demanded from troubled lip claret. Wednesday flaunted innocuous palm cream and revealed leaking cherry, wrist syrup. "What-- the fuck do you want?" Wednesday addressed gravel sanding sneaker mats and greeted Josh's optical tar drops. Josh's lanky neck extended a beebee lip grazer and scotch head puffs from shirt wine. Wednesday spotted kiwi irises cleaving mango flaps above boots sanding loose pebbles. She traced blueberry scalp strands fading cherry red beside coal clouded bicep ivory. Ivy poised devious lip roses above reflective throat spikes and shook her head. --- CLEAN --- "wwWhat is this?" the grim goth grated before flaunting palm cream and wrist syrup. "What-- the fuck do you want?" Wednesday addressed gravel sanding sneaker mats and greeted Josh's optical tar drops. Josh's lanky neck extended a beebee lip grazer and scotch head puffs from shirt wine. Wednesday spotted kiwi irises cleaving mango flaps above boots grating loose pebbles. She traced blueberry scalp strands fading cherry red beside coal clouded bicep ivory. Ivy poised devious lip roses above reflective throat spikes and shook her head. --- TAINT --- "'sup, Wednesday?" Josh's saggy oral rims fired into Wednesday's ear canal. Wednesday searched Ivy's glow stick irises, then checked Josh's prying ocular tar. She wrinkled timid eye caverns and grated her nervous lip rubies with tongue rubber. --- CLEAN --- "'sup, Wednesday?" Josh fired at Wednesday's ear canal using saggy oral frames. The timid minx searched Ivy's coolant irises, then checked Josh's prying ocular tar. --- TAINT --- "Who-- Who *are* you?" Wednesday demanded using apprehensive face porcelain. Josh clubbed Wednesday's abdominal heart spots with his indigo shin denim. "pUHHHH--" Wednesday ejected from startled air sacks. Wednesday's heel spikes and hiny struck grass and united her nose with her kneecap. Wednesday grazed cherry syrup frosting her lips and chin with shaking nail licorice. "mMMmmm--" the raven haired mistress groaned past her sweat coated palm pillows. Wednesday sealed pitiful whimpers with her tongue and extruded mascara stained tears. She detected slender, ice digits squeezing underneath her shivering jaw porcelain. Wednesday braced frosty field reeds framing her hips with crimson soaked digit coals. Josh tipped Wednesday's timid jaw cream and greeted her with grim optical chocolate. Wednesday heaved panicked breaths past her terrified vocal striations. --- CLEAN --- "Who-- Who *are* you?" Wednesday demanded using apprehensive face porcelain. Josh clubbed stomach licorice, yogurt heart spots with shin blueberry, denim wads. "pUHHHH!" the toppling dame ejected before a hiny impact united her nose and kneecap. Wednesday clawed cherry syrup frosting her lips and chin with startled nail cola. "mMMmmm--" Wednesday sealed pitiful whimpers with her tongue and extruded mascara stained tears. Digit ice grasping jaw quartz prompted Wednesday to till field jade framing her hips. Josh tipped the panicked dame's cheek barbs and greeted her with sinister eye coffee. --- TAINT --- "*I'll* ask the fffucking questions around here," Josh hissed between somber lips. Josh fired hateful saliva droplets between Wednesday's timid ocular sapphires. "Stupid bitch," Josh snarked. Josh's spit bubbles parted Wednesday's cowering eye teal and skimmed her oral rubies. Josh wiggled Wednesday's horrified face ivory using his disgusted knuckle extensions. "Wudda you know about my *brother*, Wednesday??" Josh extruded past feral bicuspids. Wednesday scoured frantic neurons and sloshed Josh's carpal brim like shaken custard. Josh sifted raven strands adhering Wednesday's nasal claret under fierce brow scotch. He released Wednesday's chin cream and siezed her scalp licorice with his bony fist. --- CLEAN --- "*I'll* ask the fffucking questions around here," the joyless skateboarder hissed. Josh fired hateful saliva droplets between Wednesday's timid ocular sapphires. "Stupid bitch." Josh watched spit bubbles skim Wednesday's oral rubies before sloshing her face curd. "Wudda you know about my *brother*, Wednesday??" The grim colt detected Wednesday's jowls quaking, then snatched her scalp licorice. --- TAINT --- "Gahh!" Wednesday belted from blood varnished lip rubies. Wednesday sprouted her bronze stained eye flaps and probed Josh's savage cornea tar. She siphoned desperate puffs between her teeth and swiveled cautious cheek ivory. "I-I-I--" Wednesday juggled with leery mouth meat. "I d-don't-- kn-owww--" The sorrowful vixen channeled frosty gasses between her shivering mouth frames. "I don't *know* who your brother is." Josh tugged Wednesday's jumpy raven threads using his vicious knuckle nightcrawlers. He combed Wednesday's pitiful precipice points and tapered his analytical viewports. --- CLEAN --- "Gahh!" Wednesday shrieked before huffing frosty fumes with cherry glazed oral cream. "I-I-I-- d-don't kn-ow-- I don't *know* who your brother is." Josh yanked Wednesday's jumpy raven threads and tapered skeptical, ocular viewports. --- TAINT --- "I-I, uhhh--" Wednesday blathered. "I d-don't know Travis--" Wednesday lapped hemoglobin soup coating her ruby lips using sand paper tongue hide. "W-What're you *talking* about?!" Wednesday frantically demanded. Josh nuzzled Wednesday's forehead cream and glared at her defensive ocular frost. --- CLEAN --- "I-I, uhh-- I d-don't know Travis," Wednesday babbled before lapping copper lip soup. "W-What're you--" --- TAINT --- "That's not what *I* hearrrd--" Josh croaked using sinister teeth coverings. Wednesday groaned and sanded Josh's noggin hide with her dismissive brow quartz. --- CLEAN --- "That's not what *I* heard--" Josh croaked while nuzzling defensive forehead custard. Wednesday searched Josh's pitch pupil drops with terrified vision ice and shivered. --- TAINT --- "I-- don't know what you're *talking* abowwwt--" Wednesday cobbled from evasive lips. Josh fled Wednesday's face ivory and probed his upper eyes with angry cornea coals. --- CLEAN --- "I-- don't know what you're TALKING ABOUT!!" the evasive lioness conjured. Josh fled Wednesday's face ivory and probed his upper eyes with angry cornea coals. --- TAINT --- "Is he *missing*?" Josh parroted from disgusted walnut cheeks. "Is he fucking--" Josh extracted a startled shriek by smacking Wednesday's porcelain cheek velvet. He freed the timid vixen's scalp licorice and scoured her cherry dotted face cream. Wednesday braced her panicked ribs with bicep fishnets and probed Josh's iris coals. Josh rolled impatient ocular tar and snatched Wednesday's blueberry book bag denim. "Ah!" Wednesday belted from horrified lip rubies. "ahh-- ahh-- ahh--" she aspirated like a panicked puppy. Josh glared at Wednesday's pitiful visual sapphires and used jade grass to stand up. He lugged Wednesday's blue jean back pack from chlorophyll sprouts to sidewalk tiles. He parked between Bernie and Sammy and examined Wednesday's uneasy precipice ceramic. Bernie offered Josh his cherry pipe and exhaled ivory exhaust from his nostrils. Josh gripped bony elbow points with back pack hoists and cupped his thoughtful chin. --- CLEAN --- "Is he *missing*?" Josh parroted using disgusted walnut cheeks. "Is he fucking--" Josh smacked Wednesday's cherry iced cheek cream, then snatched her juniper jean bag. "Ah--! Ah--! Ah--!" the startled urchin aspirated like a panicked puppy. Josh joined his homies and gripped dubious chin amber with shoulder denim graspers. Bernie offered Josh his ruby pipe and exhaled ivory exhaust from nostril spigots. --- TAINT --- "I've heard enough of this shit," Josh promptly reported. The ginger coiled chairman popped his indigo leg denim with Wednesday's school texts. "Bring her ass to the car," Josh instructed. Josh checked his rowdy friends' devious faces and swiveled on sloppy sneaker soles. "Do whatever the *fuck* you want to her," Josh pelted from his disgusted mouth seams. Bernie presented Sammy an approving smirk and offered Ivy her boyfriend's toker pipe. Ivy snatched Josh's paraphernalia using finger chalk exiting crystal sleeve charcoal. Wednesday plowed felt turf and sifted Bernie and Sammy's savage faces with eye frost. --- CLEAN --- "I've heard e-nough of this shit," Josh yelped before popping his knee with books. "Bring her ass to the car," the chairman instructed while swiveling sneaker scraps. "Do whatever the *fuck* you want to her." Wednesday watched Josh's savage droids hand Ivy a toker pipe while plowing felt turf. --- TAINT --- "N-No--" Wednesday protested using grim cheek porcelain. The licorice haired maiden observed Josh's twisted friends wading emerald confetti. She clawed topsoil with raven finger caps and strained ligaments piloting her feet. She distended bicep ivory woven with nylon soot and thrashed embedded heel spikes. "Jesus Chrrrist--" Wednesday snarled from horrified lip rubies. Sammy saddled his heel checks and invaded Wednesday's ocular teal with cornea scotch. A fleeting smile eclipsing Sammy's flamingo chin tilted his disgusting oral flaps. --- CLEAN --- "N-No--" Wednesday protested while observing Bernie and Sammy wade emerald confetti. The grim hen clawed soil with nail tar and strained tendons embedded by heel spikes. "Jesus Chrrrist--" --- TAINT --- "Awww--" Sammy croaked from sympathetic precipice bubble gum. "What's the matter, sweet cheeks? You worried about catchin' a disease or some shit?" Wednesday searched Sammy's piercing optical ale and pondered his bizarre comment. --- CLEAN --- "Awww--" Sammy cooed while saddling heel checks near Wednesday's ocular teal. "What's the matter, sweet cheeks? You worried about catchin' a disease or some shit?" Wednesday searched Sammy's piercing optic caramel and pondered his bizarre comment. --- TAINT --- "What-- *this* dick??" Bernie belted from cue ball cheeks. Wednesday noticed Bernie parading pine pigmented textile cradling his crotch. "Mannn-- this meanie weenie is clean, yo." --- CLEAN --- "What-- *this* dick??" Bernie aired with cheek mousse while waving pine groin fabric. "Mahhn-- this meanie weenie is cleanie, yo." --- TAINT --- "Pfft!" Sammy blew between hysterical mouth seams. "Fooool-- ssshut the fuck up," Sammy extracted from chuckling oral flaps. Bernie folded like canned cheese and dangled arm gelatin from his giggling man tits. --- CLEAN --- "Pfft! Fuhhhl-- ssshut the fuck up!!" Sammy extracted from hysterical oral flaps. --- TAINT --- "Wayyyt--" Wednesday wrangled past mortified lip rubber. Wednesday retrieved panicked, raven digit dots from Bernie's invasive finger snakes. "wwWait a minute!!" Wednesday shrieked using cherry waxed digestive seals. Sammy nuzzled Wednesday's Cupid rib silk and buried lanky fingers in her apple tits. --- CLEAN --- "Wayyyt--" Wednesday grated before snatching claw cola from Bernie's finger snakes. "wwWait a minute!!" --- TAINT --- "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!" Sammy honked beside Wednesday's ear canal. Wednesday divided passive scapulas with stunned hair soot and crumpled her eye flaps. --- CLEAN --- "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!" Sammy savagely honked while tilling Wednesday's apple jugs. --- TAINT --- "aaahh--" Wednesday wheezed past trembling lip rubies. Wednesday detected saline beebees penetrating her petrified ocular shields. --- CLEAN --- "aaagckk--!" the dire minx vented while bucking hair soot and gushing saline beebees. --- TAINT --- "Fool, check *this* shit out--" Bernie rambled using inebriated face putty. Bernie flaunted angular shoe leather framing Wednesday's straining Achilles cream. "Her fuckin'-- shoes are stuck in the mud, yo!" Bernie belched. "What the fuhhhck??" Bernie cradled Wednesday's bicep nets with man tits and seized her spotted ab silk. Bernie tilted slate hair spikes between his shoulder fat and expelled giddy laughter. Wednesday shimmied nylon deltoid lattice like she was trapped in quicksand. --- CLEAN --- "Fool, check *this* shit out--" Bernie rambled while flaunting angular foot frames. "Her fuckin'-- shoes are stuck in the mud, yo! What the fuhhhck??" Bernie cradled revolted bicep nets and ab love spots, then expelled giddy laughter. --- TAINT --- "Yeahhh, my little sweet momma--" Bernie wrangled from his giggling face fat. "We'll get you out this mess in *no* time." Bernie strained Wednesday's buttermilk calf grapefruits with pillowy arm lassos. Wednesday cuddled her neck and extruded mascara stained tears from grim optical orbs. Sammy hoisted Wednesday's tender spinal nerves using his lean breast constrictors. --- CLEAN --- "Yeahhh, my little sweet momma-- We'll get you out this mess in *no* time." Bernie strained the mascara trickled dutchess' calf pommelos with pillowy arm lassos. --- TAINT --- "Herrre--" Sammy croaked from devious mouth seams. "I'll give you a hand, my mahhhn--" Sammy wadded mammary sacks supporting Wednesday's heart spotted hooter silk. "heyyy--" Sammy purred beside Wednesday's meager auditory pleats. Sammy brushed Wednesday's neck quartz and grazed ivory cheeks under her scalp soot. "just relax, sweet cheeks--" Sammy lapped Wednesday's delicate listening ridges like a pleased puppy. "we're gonna take gooood care of yooou--" --- CLEAN --- "Here, I'll give you a hahhnd, my man--" Sammy purred while wadding frantic hooters. "Just relax, sweet cheeeeks--" he hissed before lapping Wednesday's frail ear ridges. "We're gonna take guhhhd care of you--" --- TAINT --- "aaAAAA!!" Wednesday shrieked from agitated precipice porcelain. The grim lawn impaler shielded her saliva juiced audio siphon with shoulder mesh. Sammy braced Wednesday's chest sacks and rib planks, then checked his buddy's face. --- CLEAN --- "aaaAAA!" Wednesday squawked before shielding juicy audio siphons with shoulder mesh. Sammy braced the impaled minx's jugs and rib planks, then checked his buddy's face. --- TAINT --- "GyaaAAAA!!" Wednesday squealed. "You guyyys! Pleeease!!" Wednesday gulped blood flooding her throat using a drop of nervous saliva. "P-Please don't do this to meeEEEEE!!" Wednesday belted from terrified vocal streaks. Sammy crumpled Wednesday's blood soaked mouth satin with his tulip digit segments. --- CLEAN --- "GyaaAAAA!! You guys, PLEEEEASE!!" Wednesday squealed. Wednesday gulped olfactory hemoglobin flooding her throat using nervous saliva salts. "P-lease don't do this to meeEEEE!!" Sammy strapped Wednesday's blood soaked speech satin with tulip digit nightcrawlers. --- TAINT --- "dayyyum--" Sammy snarled beside Wednesday's mortified ear spirals. "You make a lot of noise for such a-- tiny, little thing." Wednesday stretched like taffy and jolted Sammy's wimpy fingers with painful cries. She detected fitted shoe leather sanding her passing heel and instep velvet. Bernie heaved Wednesday's denim calf soot and freed her stubborn foot turnips. A loss of tension caused the stoned clodhopper pirates to stumble along park grass. --- CLEAN --- "Dahhmn--" Sammy snarled against Wednesday's mortified ear spirals. "You make a lahht of noise for such a-- tiny thing." Wednesday blasted lanky digits while the boys grated instep taffy with shoe leather. Bernie heaved denim tibia soot and freed heel turnips before stampeding park grass. --- TAINT --- "Whoooa!" Bernie belted from startled precipice dough. Sammy parked Wednesday's hiny denim and noticed raven digit dots eclipsing her shins. The golden spiked nihilist expelled clown horn toots from sadistic bubble gum cheeks. "Haa! Haa! Haaaa!" Bernie packed lush foliage and saluted Sammy's cackling face with his spiked noggin. He spotted Wednesday's fine leather mud pickets and dispatched breathless chuckles. Sammy addressed the disgusted matron's molted heels with giddy knuckle nightcrawlers. "G-Grab those, fooool!" Sammy wrangled from intoxicated speaking seams. "They can prolly-- trace 'em or some shit." Bernie cradled his rump with cherry ankle canvas and squeezed Wednesday's toe spades. "errRRRRR!!" Bernie grunted from determined oral frames. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!" Sammy joyfully honked. Wednesday tested Sammy's puny limbs, triggering them to crimp her ribs and lips. "motha fuck-errr--" Sammy grumbled from sinister oral seals. "if you don't *stop* that shit--" Sammy warned. "I'm gonna-- bite your fuckin' titties off." Wednesday sloshed aching cheek satin and chest slats straining Sammy's bony joints. "awww--" Sammy purred from adoring teeth coverings. "Aren't you just a *sweet* little thing." Sammy grated skin minerals frosting Wednesday's face velvet using his soggy tongue. "MMMm-mm-mm-mmMM--" Sammy's flamingo graspers sealed behind Wednesday's sobbing lip rubies. Sammy searched his captive's shivering dermis quartz and sealed gratified eye flaps. "Fuhhhck meeee--" Sammy croaked using anticipatory throat oscillators. Sammy sifted cheek ivory overflowing his lip sealers and licorice woven bicep cream. "Damn-- you are sex-yyy. Mmm-mmmm--" Bernie popped his man tits with freed shoe leather and skidded on cherry high tops. He flashed Wednesday's spiked footwear above fabric striping his shoulder cellulite. "Fool, let's jet," Bernie suggested using winded cue ball cheeks. "Before-- somebody calls the po-po on us." Sammy indicated Wednesday's charcoal tootsie specks using his spiked hair scotch. "Grab some leg, suckaaa--" Sammy croaked from his triumphant precipice chasm. The amber spiked hooligan acknowledged Ivy's porcelain enameled Chrysalis. "And, we'll make like a tree." The steel automobile's rear door uncovered vertical seat fabric stuffed with foam. Bernie's waterbed man titties surfed brandy butt pillows and taxed Ivy's worn shocks. Sammy slopped Wednesday's feeble carcass across Bernie's chuckling belly cellulite. --- CLEAN --- "Whoooa!" Bernie belted from startled precipice dough. Sammy parked Wednesday's hiny denim and noticed raven digit dots eclipsing her shins. The golden spiked nihilist expelled clown horn toots from sadistic bubble gum cheeks. Ivy's rear automotive, door steel uncovered vertical seat fabric stuffed with foam. Bernie's waterbed man titties surfed brandy butt pillows and taxed Ivy's worn shocks. Sammy slopped Wednesday's feeble carcass across Bernie's chuckling belly cellulite. --- TAINT --- "Move it, Ives," Sammy instructed. "Get us outta here." Josh seized Wednesday's ox skin footwear and Ivy ratcheted a chrome shift lever. Ivy poked a rubber pedal with her charcoal boot point and departed a lawn boundary. Sammy scanned cherry scuffs marring pleated cream between Wednesday's heels and toes. He clasped Achilles taffy framed by satin ankle knobs invading her raven calf denim. "Gyah!" Wednesday yelped above her nylon shoulder weaves. "Stop!" Sammy dragged Wednesday's frantic appendages across Bernie's striped stomach cotton. He hoisted her raven toe caps and deposited her hiny along his limestone thigh denim. "Ah!" Wednesday shrieked from revolted oral frames. Sammy cradled Wednesday's abdominal heart spots and detected panicked cardiac thumps. He probed saline soaked eye teal embedding defeated brow soot with snide cornea ale. "Awww, Wednesdayyyyy--" Sammy purred using deceitful mouth arcs. Wednesday crimped Sammy's flamingo wrists with her rabid digit coals and squirmed. Sammy burrowed Wednesday's pillowy flanks and raven denim bundling her hip cellulite. "Such a sweeeet little thing," Sammy croaked. "rrRRRR!!" Wednesday snarled between her agitated incisors. Sammy swiped cherry syrup topping Wednesday's chin cream, prompting a furious swat. He smeared his strawberry tongue crystals with Wednesday's hemoglobin nasal soup. He closed upturned teeth flaps around cruel digits and capsized euphoric eye whites. "AAeeegckk!" Wednesday belted from nauseated lip rubies. "You fuckin'-- gross fuck!" Sammy secured Wednesday's buttermilk cheeks and engulfed her blood stained oral rims. Wednesday peeled bronze coated ocular flaps protecting her horrified pupil sapphires. "mmMMMm--" Wednesday groaned between Sammy's saliva soaked mouth frames. Bernie gripped bourbon lumbar puffs with cackling finger bratwursts and sat upright. Wednesday clawed Sammy's lanky neck bismuth and vacated his slobbery oral vacuum. "mm-RAHH!!" Wednesday snarled past liberated digestive flaps. "You're fuckin' sick! *Stop* it!" Sammy clamped Wednesday's frantic nail coals and buried them along his tan lap denim. The blonde savage greeted Wednesday's antsy cheek ivory with phony smile artifacts. "You didn't knowww I was vampire, did you?" Sammy teased. "ffFuck you!" Wednesday hissed from disgusted facial pleats. The licorice haired maiden strained rabid wrists pinned across Sammy's bony thighs. "Fuckin'-- piece of shit--" Wednesday squeezed by incisors soaked with nasal claret. Sammy hoisted Wednesday's porcelain graspers above his inquisitive ocular scotch. He studied a quarter inch cherry compote drizzler defacing Wednesday's wrist cream. He followed cozy raspberry sauce overflowing Wednesday's forearm and elbow custard. --- CLEAN --- "Move it, Ives. Get us outta here," Sammy instructed. Josh seized Wednesday's ox skin footwear while Ivy ratcheted a chrome shift lever. Ivy poked a rubber pedal with her charcoal boot point and departed a lawn boundary. Sammy snatched ankle satin entering Wednesday's denim soot above scuffed foot pleats. "Gyah!" Wednesday yelped above her nylon shoulder weaves. "Stop!" Sammy collected Wednesday's frantic, abdominal heart spots along his lap limestone. He swiped cherry nasal syrup under her saline soaked cheeks, prompting a pissy swat. He smeared his strawberry tongue crystals with Wednesday's hemoglobin olfactory soup. "You fuckin'-- gross fuck!" Sammy engulfed Wednesday's tortured face cream and siphoned her oral blood drizzle. The mortified maiden shoved Sammy's rib planks while he slurped her oral satin. "You didn't knowww I was vampire, did you?" Sammy teased using savage smile artifacts. "ffFuck you!" Wednesday hissed between incisors soaked with nasal claret. The licorice haired maiden strained rabid wrists pinned across Sammy's bony thighs. "Fuckin'-- piece of shit--" Sammy hoisted Wednesday's porcelain graspers above his inquisitive ocular scotch. He skimmed raspberry compote drizzling her foreram and overflowing elbow custard. --- TAINT --- "ahhhh--" Sammy purred from gratified digestive seams. "You are fuckin' sssexy, Wednesday. Daaamn--" Wednesday drilled Bernie's striped man tits and crumpled her bronze dusted eye flaps. "errrgggg--" Wednesday groaned between dismal bicuspids dividing her lip rubies. Josh used expanded cheek gristle to exhale regretful gasses between lanky oral seals. He sank a plastic soda cap covering a radio momentary switch using his index finger. Ivy's automotive speakers began playing punk music composed by a band named "Rotten". "Stop!" Josh detected Wednesday crying from the back seat. "Pleeease!" Josh rotated a slick radio grip until Rotten muffled the unlucky mistress' pleas. "ahhhh--" Sammy croaked from ruthless mouth arcs. "Some fuckin'-- sexy legs, yo." Wednesday clamped horrified incisors and burrowed Bernie's custard finger gaps. Bernie cracked Wednesday's meager lung strips with his doughy forearms and biceps. "gyaaAAAHH!" Wednesday groaned from tense mouth rubies. Sammy unrolled elastic jean soot gripping Wednesday's ivory insteps along tan carpet. He grazed charcoal spotted panty silk like crystal graphite clinging her hip velvet. "N-Nooo!" Wednesday wrangled from her terrified facial quartz. Sammy sanded nylon polka dots bundling Wednesday's labia wedges with lengthy digits. Wednesday crumpled her bronzed eye flaps and burrowed Bernie's tits with her scalp. "aaaAAAA!" Wednesday squealed from troubled lip rubies. Sammy mashed Wednesday's doughy vaginal frames and jolted her like a morphine shot. Wednesday discharged regretful saline droplets from disgusted outer ocular crumples. "aaaaaaa--" the frustrated vixen purred between endorphin pumped lip rubies. Wednesday excavated her licorice scalp strands from Bernie's custard chest mounds. She crumpled panicked brows below her raven bangs and glared at Sammy's cornea ale. Sammy grazed Wednesday's silk veiled pussy beebee and folded her defeated eye covers. "AAaaaa, gahhhd--" Wednesday grunted using anguished vocal streaks. Sammy kneaded Wednesday's genital tablet and savored toe knots gouging his lap denim. "aAAAaaa!" the tormented mistress bleated past contorted cheek porcelain. "AAaaaa--" Sammy huffed between gratified mouth arcs. "I found your clitoris, Wednesday." Wednesday sank bronze coated eye flaps into her pale face and bared resentful teeth. "rrRRAAHH!!" Wednesday snarled between vengeful bicuspids. "Fuck you, mother fucker!" Sammy polished Wednesday's vaginal ratchet with his nimble knuckle nightcrawlers. "Come ahhhn--" Sammy croaked from cunning facial points. "*You* know that shit feels gooood--" Sammy snatched feral Achilles taffy firing raven capped digits at his cheek bismuth. Josh checked champagne ocular drops embedding his girlfriend's tangerine eye flaps. Ivy formed a sinister grin from strawberry lips and extended buttermilk digits. She offered a chrome studded pipe ruby storing charred pot with licorice finger dots. Josh reached beside his wine chest fabric and secured a zinc plated marijuana bowl. Sammy cradled thigh cream framing his throat and invaded Wednesday's crotch silk. Sammy buffed the raven haired mistress' tacky genital aspirin with nimble fingertips. Wednesday grated Sammy's spine linen using velvet foot pleats below pitch nail spots. "Ohhh, my gahhhhhd--" Wednesday groaned from turbulent lip rubies. Sammy probed Wednesday's frosty eye shutters using his bourbon cornea droplets. "You like how I swirl your pearrrl, girrrrrl?" Sammy maliciously teased. Wednesday plowed Bernie's indigo striped chest sacks with her rabid scalp graphite. "eeAAAHHH!" Wednesday belted from straining, cherry mouth rims. The wiry captive extracted her quivering noggin charcoal from Bernie's cackling tits. "nnNOOooo, mother fucker!" Wednesday shouted between hostile lip rubies. "Leave-- me-- alooone!" Wednesday endured Sammy's incessant clit caresses and wadded Bernie's shirt streaks. "gaaAAAA!" Wednesday grunted past her flustered trachea striations. "ssStop!" the turbulent maiden hissed. Bernie unfastened Wednesday's heart spotted breast silk with his bratwurst digits. Wednesday heaved panicked breaths beyond her raspberry waxed digestive frames. Bernie unseated five Valentine sutures and peeled cream speckled licorice linen. Wednesday's tank top unveiled concave umbilical remnants piercing her lanky stomach. Charcoal lace hoisted rose pedal nylon soot cradling Wednesday's porcelain tits. Bernie kneaded ivory mammary pudding escaping the antsy maiden's bat wing bra cups. "Dammmn--" Bernie croaked past gratified lip blubber. "You are fuckin'-- *sexy*, girl. Mm, mm, mmMMM!" Bernie invaded Wednesday's floral chest graphite and wadded her tender milk grapes. "AAaaaa--" Wednesday groaned from somber face ceramic. "You guyyys!" the moritified vixen begged. "Pleeease, stahhhhhp!" Bernie grasped Wednesday's areola pencil erasers and rotated his fat fingers. "aaAAAA!!" Wednesday squealed from arched anatomical quartz. Josh sparked ivory lighter plastic in front of a ruby pipe stem departing his lips. He torched pot shards occupying a chrome treated bowl and savored a guitar solo. Wednesday's heart spotted shirt silk doused her fishnet half shirt along tan carpet. Bernie's hot dog digits wrangled slate deltoid lace off of Wednesday's ivory biceps. Wednesday nuzzled her neck with creamy shoulders and crumpled her grim nasal chute. Sammy peeled quartz shirt silk off of his cotton candy trunk gristle and tossed it. He cuddled Wednesday's thigh cream and dragged smoky polka dots down her pale hips. The lanky jokester guided her panty crystal past apple kneecaps and pitch nail spots. He grated her stomach velvet with an amber hair patch striping his abdominal stone. He sank his leg joints between birdcage hip cellulite departing her mason jar waist. Sammy sanded Wednesday's vaginal cleave using a pecker mound expanding his tan jeans. The licorice haired mistress glared at Sammy's bourbon irises under angry brow coal. "Just-- fuck me and get it over with, you ass-hole!" Wednesday belted from tense lip rubies. Wednesday polished Sammy's limestone thigh denim with her agitated drumstick pudding. "Do it, mother fucker!" Wednesday shouted. "What are you waiting forrr?!!" Sammy probed Wednesday's hateful eye frost and mashed bitter teeth between his lips. "errggghh--" Sammy snarled between antagonized bicuspids. Sammy collected Wednesday's upper leg butter with his flamingo knuckle nightcrawlers. He nuzzled her ivory forehead satin with fierce brow scotch and forged a phony smirk. Bernie clawed Wednesday's evasive chest mounds and nipple pegs with his fat fingers. Wednesday hammered Sammy's cotton candy spinal hide with hostile palm porcelain. "Fahhhck you!" Wednesday belted past scornful facial quartz and eye frost. Sammy replaced a fake smirk with a hazy scowl and shoved Wednesday's baseball tits. Wednesday watched Sammy fondle his waist fastener before popping his hind ribs again. "Gyahhh!" Wednesday howled beyond agitated mouth compote. Bernie coupled Wednesday's lanky finger tendons using his hefty bratwurst graspers. Wednesday's arms sanded her cheek quartz with scalp soot and formed a quivering apex. A panicked shriek escaped the writhing maiden's hysterical precipice porcelain. Bernie scoured Wednesday's licorice scalp strands and forged a sadistic grin. --- CLEAN --- "*Weee* didn't do that--" Sammy croaked past a pretentious grin. "How innn-ter-esting--" Bernie extruded panicked bicep butter underneath Wednesday's raven shoulder fishnets. His sausage digits extracted Wednesday's emery hiny soot from Sammy's lap limestone. Wednesday burrowed her elastic scapula hammock with startled scalp licorice. She clawed fingers crumpling her breast pudding while Sammy grated her thigh grit. "ahhhh--" Sammy purred from gratified digestive seams. "You are fuckin' sssexy, Wednesday. Daaamn--" Josh used expanded cheek gristle to exhale regretful gasses between lanky oral seals. He sank a plastic soda cap covering a radio momentary switch using his index finger. Ivy's automotive speakers began playing punk music composed by a band named "Rotten". "Stop!" Josh detected Wednesday crying from the back seat. "Pleeease!" Josh rotated a slick radio grip until Rotten muffled the unlucky mistress' pleas. "If you think for a sec--" Rotten's lead vocalist sang. "You'll see it's a joke--" Six witty guitar strums followed the musician's mumbling verbal affirmations. "Malism!" Rotten's secondary vocalist sang. "Malism!" Sammy freed Wednesday's agitated thigh and calf cream from her espresso denim knots. He unrolled elastic jean soot gripping Wednesday's ivory insteps along tan carpet. "ahhhh--" Sammy croaked from ruthless mouth arcs. "Some fuckin'-- sexy legs, yo." Sammy sanded Wednesday's crystal charcoal labia polka dots with lengthy digits. "aaaAAA!" the frustrated vixen belted between endorphin injected lip rubies. Sammy snatched feral Achilles taffy firing raven capped digits at his cheek bismuth. Josh checked champagne ocular drops embedding his girlfriend's tangerine eye flaps. Ivy formed devious, cherry lip arcs and offered ruby pipe chrome with licorice claws. Sammy polished Wednesday's tacky genital aspirin while her thighs squeezed his neck. Wednesday clawed Sammy's spine linen with pitch nail spots under velvet foot pleats. "gaaAAAA!" Wednesday grunted past flustered trachea striations. "ssStop!" Bernie popped ivory Valentine sutures topping Wednesday's lace bra, rose petal soot. He kneaded mousse escaping mammary baskets above her lanky stomach, umbilical cavity. He extracted a shriek by invading chest elastic and grasping areola pencil erasers. Josh sparked ivory lighter plastic in front of a ruby pipe stem departing his lips. He torched pot shards occupying a chrome treated bowl and savored a guitar solo. Sammy pared his ab tulips, then panty crystal snaring Wednesday's knees and toe tar. He tossed labia polka dots among floral bra soot and ivory shirt hearts on the floor. He sanded Wednesday's tummy and cleave with belly sprigs and a tan denim, dick bulge. "Just FUCK me and get it over with, you ass-hole!" Wednesday sniped. --- TAINT --- "Nowww, Bernieee--" Sammy croaked between diligent mouth seams. Semen frosted salmon topped a six inch pecker departing Sammy's golden pubic felt. Sammy patted weenie mucus with curious digits before grazing Wednesday's knee velvet. Wednesday shuffled timid leg segments and perched startled tits above fearful ribs. "Ahh!" Wednesday yelped. Sammy grazed Wednesday's thigh velvet with damp digits and fondled her labia wedges. Wednesday sank jolted noggin slate between Bernie's man boobs and huffed cabin frost. Slimy worms invading Wednesday's pussy flaps caused her to arch her spinal porcelain. "uaAAaaa--" Wednesday discharged from electrified tracheal striations. Sammy packed Wednesday's mucus coated vaginal ridges with his flamingo nightcrawlers. Wednesday crumpled her frantic ocular caverns and siphoned skunky cabin gasses. "aAAAaaa--" Wednesday groaned past blood caked lip raspberries. Sammy evacuated his lanky knuckle extensions and burrowed syrupy vaginal pleats. "uAAAAaa!" Wednesday squealed from horrified precipice points. The stunned vixen kneaded Bernie's tits with her scalp and wrinkled copper eye flaps. "Daaaaamn, Wednesdayyy--" Sammy croaked from flagrant digestive seams. "You are sooo wet. My, my, myyy--" Sammy extracted his lengthy knuckle segments and excavated slippery genital meat. "aAAAAa, fuhhhck--" Wednesday fumbled between flabbergasted oral rims. Wednesday sifted Sammy's pretentious mouth arcs between saline soaked ocular slivers. Sammy retrieved intrusive digits and sanded his pelvic broomstick with uterus snot. "Bernieee, ahhhhh--" Sammy purred past gratified tooth flaps. "Her pussy juice feels sooo-- good, yo--" Bernie expelled hazy giggles and hoisted Wednesday's helpless wrists above her head. Sammy grasped Wednesday's hiny ivory and nestled her pussy flaps along his nut coils. He smirked at her mascara soiled cheek ceramic and split her labia with his fat cock. Wednesday probed Sammy's eye ale and tugged worn wrists exiting Bernie's fat fingers. Sammy blitzed Wednesday's trembling pelvis and pierced her cozy vaginal pudding. "aAAAAAaa--" Wednesday grunted from distressed lip rubies. Sammy bared half his pecker by lifting his hips and packed Wednesday's pelvic cavern. "aaAAaahh!" Wednesday squealed. Josh exhaled pot fumes past long lips and handed his smoking paraphernalia to Ivy. "AAaahh!" Wednesday squawked from the back seat. Wednesday siphoned musty air with worn vocal striations like she was inhaling nails. "aaAAHH! eeAAaahh! rrRRAAhh!" Wednesday belted from panicked facial vertices. Ivy cleaved her strawberry lip gloss with pipe chrome and ignited tar tinted pot goo. "ahhhh-- ahhhh-- aahhh-- aahhh--" Wednesday cycled using sloshed body cavities. Sammy followed the origin of his slimy penetrator to the peak of Wednesday's vulva. "Here, Wednesdayyy--" Sammy croaked between pretentious speaking arcs. "Lemme help you cuhhhm--" "Fuck you, mother fucker!" Wednesday spat from uncooperative cheek porcelain. Wednesday clawed Sammy's intrusive knuckle nightcrawlers with licorice digit caps. "ssStop it!" Sammy polished the rim of Wednesday's mucus soaked clitoris beebee with lanky digits. Wednesday capsized tormented cornea frost and crumpled her bronze coated eye flaps. "aaAAAA--" Wednesday groaned from agitated lip rubies. Wednesday strained disgusted neck tendons and endured overflowing uterine juices. "AAAaaa!" Wednesday unloaded between her gratified mouth frames. The mortified belle strained ecstatic ligaments controlling her troubled cheek ivory. "aaaahhhh--" Wednesday fired past blissful lip wax. The pale vixen inhaled glass using regretful trachea ridges above her quivering ribs. "oohhh-ho-hooo--" Wednesday huffed across trembling lip rubies. Wednesday extruded steaming saline droplets from her shameful ocular crumples. "ehhh-heh-hehh--" Wednesday exhaled during peaks of frosty sobs. "ehh-hehh-hehh-hehhhh--" Sammy watched mascara stained tears depart Wednesday's chin above her heaving tits. The terrified mistress' shivering thigh gelatin enticed Sammy to blow his load. --- CLEAN --- "Nowww, Bernieee--" Sammy meticulously croaked. Sammy fingered Wednesday's gooey pussy canal, causing her to arch her spinal quartz. The jolted damsel siphoned skunky cabin gasses and expelled disgusted chest fumes. Her blonde tormenter slimed his pecker broomstick with cotton candy finger worms. "Bernieee, ahhhhh--" Sammy purred past gratified tooth flaps. "Her pussy juice feels sooo-- good, yo--" Bernie expelled hazy giggles and hoisted Wednesday's helpless wrists above her head. Sammy grasped Wednesday's hiny ivory and nestled her pussy flaps along his nut coils. He smirked at mascara soiled cheek ceramic, then split her labia with his fat cock. Wednesday probed Sammy's eye ale and tugged worn wrists exiting Bernie's fat fingers. Josh and Ivy endured Wednesday's squawks while carnation thighs popped ass custard. Sammy swirled her mucus soaked clitoris beebee while packing a juicy pelvic canal. "Stahhhp, you freak!" the disgusted vixen shrieked. Wednesday strained heckled neck tendons and was jolted by overflowing uterine juices. "aaaahhhh--!" Wednesday reflexively unloaded. The mortified belle inhaled glass and extruded steaming saline from angry eye pleats. "ehhh-heh-hehh--!" Wednesday exhaled during peaks of frosty sobs. "ehh-hehh-hehh-hehhhh--" Sammy watched mascara stained tears soil Wednesday's chin above sloshing rib sacks. The terrified mistress' shivering thigh gelatin enticed Sammy to blow his load. --- TAINT --- "Did you-- just fucking cuhhhm??" Wednesday demanded using horrified facial quartz. "oOOHHhh--" Sammy grunted past careless cotton candy cheeks. Wednesday glared at Sammy's vile precipice gristle and tested her sausage shackles. "In-- side of meee?!" Wednesday assessed using agitated carcass porcelain. Sammy exhaled a satisfied breath and greeted Wednesday's grim face with a smug smirk. Wednesday twisted her tethered forearm ligaments and parted her blood stained lips. "aaAAAA!" Wednesday cried from somber lip cherries stretching her cheek cream. "Whyyy-- did you *do* that!?" Wednesday pried with dumbfounded vocal bickerers. "wwWhy?!!" Wednesday taxed tendons dangling her rabid scapula ivory from Bernie's finger putty. "rrRRRRAA!!" Wednesday snarled past feral incisors. "*You* didn't have to do that! You fucking-- fuck!" Bernie sloshed Wednesday's wild cadaver quartz on top of Sammy's flamingo rib dermis. He peeled ivory streaked shirt ozone off of his licorice carpeted stomach pudding. Bernie's sweat soaked chesticles dangled nipple meatballs with hair patch coasters. "I don't have to stick it up your ass crack, either," Bernie explained from scalp spiked cheek puffs. Sammy exhaled maniacal clown toots from his spindly, anatomical cotton candy. Bernie released navy blue belt fabric securing his pine khakis with chrome hoops. "But I'm going to, anywayyy--" Bernie croaked past foreboding oral blubber. Wednesday searched nauseating breast felt sanding Bernie's abdominal mixing bowl. "Ohhh, my Gahhhhhd--" Wednesday retched from mortified vocal striations. Wednesday pointed shriveled ocular ports at Bernie's robin egg pupil facets. "You wanna-- fuck me in the ass, too?" Wednesday demanded using disgusted lip rubies. "ssSeriously?!?" Bernie unsheathed his pom pom sprouted thigh custard and flaunted a disgusting grin. Wednesday rested velvet shoulders along Sammy's rib planks and paraded fearful palms. "W-Wayyyt--" Wednesday protested using her heedful emotion display. "Haa! Haa! Haaaa! Haaaa!!" Sammy tooted between joyful digestive seals. Bernie's pitch coiled hip gelatin departed cauliflower elastic sealing his crotch. Bernie captured crystal bottle plastic beside hairy man tits with his thick palms. Gold digits spelled "Astrolube" along an ivory sticker under Bernie's plum flask top. Wednesday examined sparkling sex goop and knotted digit coals in front of her tits. "wwWait a minute!!" Wednesday hissed out of agitated lib rubies. Chuckles escaping Bernie's inebriated mouth putty rocked his translucent container. "No worrrries, yo," Bernie purred under his push broom scalp spikes. "I came prepared." Wednesday searched Bernie's robin egg irises and unsheathed revolted bicuspids. "Je-sus Chrrrist," Wednesday grumbled from hysterical mouth compote. Wednesday plowed her raven temple fluffs and nuzzled porcelain cheek velvet. "Ohhh, my fucking Gahhhd--" Sammy glided ginger digits soaked in Wednesday's pussy juice along her silky biceps. "awww--" Sammy purred between sarcastic oral arcs. "Hey listen, dollll-face--" Sammy lapped lengthy digestive seams dividing his cotton candy facial points. "Your best bet is to just-- let him ram that motha fucker right in there." Wednesday grated her disgusted throat and Sammy clobbered the air with eager digits. "Just-- take that fat cock in your little, tiny sphincter," Sammy rambled. "And, get it over with. Ya knowww?" Wednesday rotated her shoulder cream and shuffled wild fists beside nipple erasers. "I don't *want* to, you idiot!" Wednesday belted from ferocious lip rubies. Wednesday observed Bernie stroking his beer bottle cock with lubed finger sausages. She flattened Sammy's flamingo a-cups with her scapula velvet and clawed his thighs. "Oh, Jeee-sus-- fahhhck--" Wednesday snarled using mortified trachea ridges. Sammy shoved Wednesday's spinal satin and sank her wobbly knees in puffed seat ale. "AH!" Wednesday yelped from startled precipice porcelain. Wednesday dawdled beside Bernie's asphalt leg curtains using reluctant shin velvet. She faced Sammy by placing shivering digit coals and rested her hiny along her heels. She checked Bernie's eye teal above her timid shoulder satin and exhaled shaky puffs. "fffuck you--" Wednesday piped past shivering lip rubies. Bernie parked knee melons and gripped Wednesday's hip cream with frosty finger slime. Wednesday tensed remorseful bicep silk and focused on Sammy with grim ocular frost. Sammy forged a fake smile and hoisted his knuckle segments under Wednesday's nose. "Can you smell your pussy?" Sammy inquired using sinister mouth seams. Wednesday expelled disgusted puffs from her nostrils and endured Sammy's laughter. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!" Sammy honked between sadistic oral rims. Bernie lifted Wednesday's tuchus and packed his gooey peepee between her grim cheeks. Wednesday noticed Astrolube ice her crack and Bernie's pecker impact her sphincter. "Ah! Gahhhd!" Wednesday snarled between nauseated lips pointing at her chin quartz. Bernie squeezed Wednesday's thigh cellulite and rammed her anus with his fat cock. "aAAAaaa!" Wednesday squealed from arched body porcelain. Bernie packed Wednesday's colon with dick lube and popped her hiny with pelvic felt. "Ahhhh, fuhhhck!" Wednesday shouted from startled lip rubies. Bernie began oscillating his slippery weiner and pounding Wednesday's hiny butter. "aaAAAaaAAAaaAAAaa!!" the horrified maiden wailed during pelvic tuchus impacts. One inch whitewalls framing Ivory's hubcab spokes parked beside gutter concrete. Zinc coated trim bordered porcelain enameled body panels forming fitted wheel wells. --- CLEAN --- "Did you just-- CUM INSIDE OF ME??" Wednesday blasted with revolted face quartz. "oOOHHhh--" Sammy gushed between careless cotton candy cheeks. "You fffucking id-i-ot--!" the hopeless minx hurled across tortured aorta ridges. Bernie sloshed Wednesday's wild cadaver quartz on top of Sammy's flamingo rib dermis. He peeled ivory and ozone t-shirt streaks gripping licorice carpeted stomach pudding. Bernie's sweat soaked chesticles dangled nipple meatballs with hair patch coasters. The porky skater pared pom pom thigh mousse and elastic crotch curd under his khakis. Sammy torpedoed Bernie's palm fat with crystal bottle plastic containing sex gel. Gold digits spelled "Astrolube" along an ivory sticker under Bernie's plum flask top. Wednesday spied Bernie greasing his beer bottle cock with sausage digits behind her. She vacantly processed Bernie's sidekick tugging her wrists and implanting her knees. She detected icy pecker slime splitting her hiny mounds and straining her sphincter. Doughy hip impacts and anal spikes tore shrieks from Wednesday's jolted cheek quartz. One inch whitewalls framing Ivy's hubcap spokes parked beside gutter concrete. Zinc coated trim bordered porcelain enameled body panels forming fitted wheel wells. --- TAINT --- Dual door acrylic like quartz divided tire border semi-hoops plated with chrome. Mirror coated hatch levers topped finger caverns near Ivy's upper, left port covers. A window with a slanted edge and one with only right angles topped the ivory panels. Wednesday's raven scalp strands escaped the rear hatch and sprinkled the sidewalk. Her exhausted noggin and porcelain shoulder velvet cracked keratin carpeted cement. The discarded vixen's rose petal tit holsters dangled from her nylon deltoid hoists. Cauliflower concrete grated the dark haired maiden's unclad breast and bicep silk. Polka dots speckled crystal charcoal suspending Wednesday's triangular hiny elastic. --- CLEAN --- Dual door acrylic like quartz divided tire border semi-hoops plated with chrome. Mirror coated hatch levers topped finger caverns near Ivy's upper, left port covers. A window with a slanted edge and one with only right angles topped the ivory panels. Ivy's rear, rider cover sprinkled the sidewalk with Wednesday's raven scalp strands. The spent damsel's noggin and shoulder porcelain cracked ivory, cement sand paper. Licorice nylon clinging deltoid cream dangled espresso rose petal, mammary lace. Concrete grated breast and bicep velvet above polka dot, crystal panty charcoal. --- TAINT --- The depleted belle sprawled her buttermilk shoulder blades along tree bark mortar. Wednesday's leg noodles bypassed amber door vinyl and crumpled on top of her stomach. Wednesday cuddled exposed nipples and covered her cheek ceramic with wrist quartz. She used emerald grass to drag knee cream and toe licorice across abrasive cement. Cherry syrup leaked from Wednesday's raven crotch silk and drizzled cream sidewalk. Wednesday pelted lime peel dirt sprouts with raspberry glaze icing her inner thighs. She endured cruel laughter and punk rock blasts until the Chrysalis' rear door shut. Josh's denim carpeted calf flattened a sloppy sneaker mat beside Ivy's front hatch. Josh rocketed lanky digits in front of his t-shirt wine and latched Ivy's cabin port. Wednesday's nylon fishnet jacket and blue jean back pack dangled from Josh's wrist. The mangled dame's raven leg grit and heart salted trunk licorice gripped his neck. Josh carried Wednesday's shiny shoe spades and a cigarette with his fingers and lips. He sparked his savory coffin nail with a plastic lighter the color of porcelain. Josh watched Wednesday plow grass confetti and settle her hiny between her heels. The fearful maiden spotted Josh above her shoulder cream and sealed blood caked lips. Josh deposited his tobacco ignitor in his pocket and retrieved a switch knife. He mashed a chrome button and unlatched a four inch blade dividing bone finger grips. Wednesday scoured Josh's zinc treated cutlery with expanded teal, pupil facets. She dragged her limp carcass quartz away from sand paper walking concrete. The terrified mistress embedded emerald soil fluffs with velvet shins and faced Josh. Josh vented ivory cigarette smoke from his nostrils and departed Ivy's travel moat. Wednesday searched Josh's ocular tar droplets and flaunted quivering palm satin. --- CLEAN --- The spent belle skidded mortar bark with scapula buttermilk, freeing rickety heels. She crumpled her cheeks, nipples, and stomach with noodly wrist and tibia custard. She dragged knee cream and toe licorice across abrasive cement using emerald sprouts. Cherry syrup departing raven crotch silk drizzled sidwalk cream and lime foliage. Cruel cackling and punk rock pumps blasted Wednesday's ear coils until the door shut. Josh's denim carpeted calf flattened a sloppy sneaker mat beside Ivy's front hatch. Josh rocketed lanky digits in front of his t-shirt wine and latched Ivy's cabin port. Wednesday's nylon fishnet jacket and blue jean back pack dangled from Josh's wrist. The mangled dame's raven leg grit and heart salted trunk licorice gripped his neck. Josh carried Wednesday's shoe spades and sparked a coffin nail with his lighter talc. The mousy maid settled her hiny between her heels and spotted Josh above bicep cream. The grim skater pocketed his lighter and unlatched a long blade cleaving bone grips. Wednesday scoured cutlery with wild eye teal, then scuttled away from walking mortar. She bedded clover with shin satin and watched Josh approach while venting nasal mist. She searched ocular tar drops with sight frost and flaunted quivering palm velvet. --- TAINT --- "P-Pleeease!" Wednesday belted past unstable vocal streaks. Wednesday shuffled her grim thigh quartz away from Josh's approaching shoe mats. She toppled exposed hiny mounds and bundled trunk custard with protective limb cream. "nnNo!" Wednesday shouted. "ssStop!" Wednesday guarded her shins with intersecting wrists and brandished desperate digits. She burrowed frosty grass with pitch toe caps and watched Josh park his worn shoes. Josh launched Wednesday's denim book bag and hammered her knees with her knuckles. "Ah!" Wednesday yelped from panicked lip rubies. The feral mistress buried petrified cheek porcelain between her ivory drumsticks. Josh slopped Wednesday's raven fishnet top across her scalp graphite and digit coals. He tossed her tank top love spots and elastic jean soot along her quartz spinal seam. Wednesday expelled a pissy shriek relocating her garments to chlorophyll foot frames. Wednesday checked Josh's ocular tar dots and sighted heel spikes targeting her bangs. She folded startled bicep cream on top of her throbbing face and shook her head. "pleee-ee-eeease--" Wednesday bawled between her dejected elbow buttermilk. Josh sifted fumes escaping his cigarette and glared at Wednesday's crossed wrists. He invaded her ivory arm canopy and wadded scalp licorice with pecan finger segments. "aaAAAA!" Wednesday belted from hysterical precipice ceramic. The terrified mistress pleaded with tear soaked eyes and dispatched heavy breaths. "P-leeease--" Wednesday cried beneath her crumpled nasal chute. "Pl-Please don't kill me-eee-eee--" --- CLEAN --- "P-Pleeease!" Wednesday squealed before toppling butt mounds and knotting limb cream. "nnNo! ssStop!!" Josh parked worn shoes and popped Wednesday's knuckles and knees with book bag denim. "Ah!" the dire minx yelped while packing ivory drumsticks with fearful cheek quartz. Josh slopped Wednesday's back seam with sweater fishnet, shirt hearts, and jean soot. Wednesday paraded a pissy swat before sighting heel spikes targeting her pitch bangs. "PLEEE-ee-eeease--!" Wednesday bawled underneath startled elbow buttermilk. Josh sifted cigarette fumes, then wadded scalp tarmac embedding protective ulna curd. "aaaAAA!" the hysterical dame heaved from tear soaked face crumples. "P-leeease-- PLEASE, don't kill me-eee-eee--!" --- TAINT --- "Where's my brother, Wednesday?" Josh demanded with a knife between Wednesday's eyes. "Do you remember, yet?" Wednesday tugged Josh's fingers with raven keratin knots and probed his pitch irises. --- CLEAN --- "Where's my BROTH-er, Wednesday?" Josh demanded with a knife dividing cyan peepers. "Do you remember, yet??" Wednesday tugged Josh's finger caramel with raven sprouts and probed his pupil pitch. --- TAINT --- "ffFuck your brother!" Wednesday fumbled beyond her nervous lip rubies. "You-- You think I know where your brother is, you mother fucker?!?" The licorice haired vixen siphoned vengeful gasses between her quivering incisors. "The-- The only thing I know right now is what-- you and your friends just *did* to me! You can-- beat me and-- fuck me and-- torture me all you WAAANT!!" Wednesday funneled desperate puffs past her panicked airways and gulped salty spit. "It's not gonna *change* anything, you-- fucking ass-hole!" Josh hoisted Wednesday's scalp graphite and glared at her terrified facial quartz. Wednesday braved frosty steel probing her breast bone and searched Josh's ocular tar. Josh leveled Wednesday's nose and forehead velvet with his cigarette gripping face. --- CLEAN --- "F-F-Fuck your brother!" Wednesday fumbled between quivering lip rubies. "You-- You think I know where your brother is, you MOTHER FUCKER?!? The-The-The-- The only thing I know right *now* is what you fuckers just DID to me! You can beat me and-- fuck me and-- torture me all you WAAANT!!" Wednesday funneled giddy wheezes past her panicked airways and gulped salty spit. "It's not gonna change an-y-thing, you FUCKING ASS-HOLE!!" Josh squeezed raven locks and leveled Wednesday's nose with facial cigarette grips. --- TAINT --- "AArrgghh--" Josh snarled past hateful incisors squeezing his coffin nail. Josh dispatched Wednesday's tearful cheeks and grazed his hip denim with sharp steel. He snatched his smoldering tobacco tube and inhaled between hesitant teeth. He expelled an exhaust tube and signaled Wednesday's cornea teal with cigarette ash. "God damn a conscience," Josh grumbled using bitter mouth seams. Josh sifted raven textile cuddling Wednesday's pale insteps and flaunted his knife. "All-right, Wednesdayyy--" Josh croaked between meticulous oral frames. "I don't know exactly how it went dowwwn--" Josh pointed out Wednesday's glassy eyes with his switch blade and peeled rabid lips. "Why don't you just-- think about you and your friends," Josh ominously suggested. "Youuu--" Josh purred beyond sinister digestive arcs. Travis' lanky brother patted Wednesday's meager forehead velvet with frosty steel. "Hailey Hollowayyy--" Josh groaned. "Lloyd Freemahhhn--" Wednesday nuzzled grim neck satin with naked shoulders and crumpled her ocular flaps. "You just *think* about that," Josh taunted. "And, rememberrr--" The fluff scalped skater lowered his knife and flaunted steaming nicotine remnants. "*This*-- This never happened." Wednesday observed Josh acknowledging his girlfriend's Chrysalis with a switch blade. "It never happened." Josh swirled around and departed spongy soil sprouts for concrete walking squares. --- CLEAN --- "AArrgghh--" Josh hatefully snarled. The bitter colt snatched his stogie and signaled eye teal saline with cigarette ash. "God damn a conscience." Josh sifted scattered garments while ejecting tobacco mist and flaunted his knife. "All-right, Wednesdayyy-- I don't know exactly how it went dowwwn--" Josh pointed out Wednesday's glassy eyes with his switch blade and peeled rabid lips. "Why don't you just-- think about you and your friends. Youuu--" Travis' lanky brother patted Wednesday's meager forehead velvet with frosty steel. "Hailey Hollowayyy-- Lloyd Freemahhhn--" Wednesday crimped neck satin with deltoid curd and crumpled mascara soaked eye flaps. "You just *think* about that. And remember, THIS-- This never happened." The corn sprouted skater lowered his knife and flaunted steaming nicotine remnants. "It never happened," Josh rambled. --- TAINT --- "Fucking conscience--" Josh grumbled from disgusted oral flaps. Wednesday heard Ivy's door shut while sifting raven denim framing her pitch toe caps. She huffed shallow breaths and listened to the Chrysalis drive away from the curb. Wednesday watched Ivy's car round a brick building using inquisitive ocular teal. The grim goth searched emery jean soot and retrieved her smokes from a front pocket. She suspended porcelain storage cardboard using her pitch capped digit ceramic. Long letter coals spelled "Marley's" below a gold insignia resembling a ribbon fork. Wednesday capsized a cellulose box topper with her licorice tipped thumb buttermilk. She gripped a quartz bundled nicotine screen with her blood soaked lip velvet. The grave vixen compressed a gold plated ignitor box the size of a correction eraser. She hoisted whistling chimney ports with licorice talons and buffed a stone disc. Wednesday used shivering digit quartz to sear tobacco tissue with mango wick exhaust. She deposited her saxophone torch along raven denim framing her asphalt toe spots. She separated rolled nicotine mist from frosty mouth rims using saline soaked digits. She expelled ivory exhaust between grim lips and examined blood stained filter paper. --- CLEAN --- "Fuckin' conscience--" the kook blabbered while stomping concrete walking squares. Wednesday heard Josh's door shut, then ogled Ivy's cabin rounding a brick building. The wiry goth scoured raven denim framing cola toe caps before retrieving her smokes. She suspended ribbon gold overlooking "Marley's" letter coals using pitch talons. She split paper curd and gobbled a quartz nicotine screen with blood caked lip felt. The grave vixen compressed a gold plated ignitor box the size of a correction eraser. She hoisted whistling chimney ports with licorice talons and buffed a stone disc. Wednesday used shivering digit quartz to sear tobacco tissue with mango wick exhaust. She tossed her torch sax and vented ivory fumes, then scoured a claret soaked filter. ===================================================================================== Mr. Watts' freshman English class was located on the third floor of Glory High School. Since B days fell on Tuesday and Thursday, the introductory course was one of Tuesday's last instructions of the day. Mr. Watts' freshman English class resided on the third floor of Glory High School. It was one of the day's final sessions, since Tuesday and Thursday were B days. Mr. Watts liked to keep his final class of the day as busy as possible. That way, he could catch up grading students' work. If possible, Mr. Watts liked splitting his class into groups of two. And, pupil pairs could discuss reading assignments. That's what Mr. Watts did the Wednesday prior. And, that's how he carried out class on this particular Tuesday. The previous Friday, Mr. Watts' last class of the day was cancelled. Mr. Watts liked to keep his last council busy so he could catch up grading papers. He usually fostered collective productivity by dividing his congregation into pairs. He coupled his students the Wednesday prior and split them that particular Tuesday. During the previous week's Friday, Mr. Watts' last class of the day was canceled. The top of Mr. Watts' head was bald. A cereal bowl made of pine tinted flesh was surrounded by a two inch thick horseshoe. Mr. Watts' surrounding hair consisted of slate, silver, and quartz colored bristles. Skin creases five inches long were stacked along Mr. Watts' forehead. Honey colored shutters surrounded Mr. Watts' obsessive pupils below charcoal caterpillars. A sheet of notebook paper adorned the surface of Mr. Watts' thick, oak desk. A lined page rested between pine tinted wrinkles wadded around Mr. Watts' fingers. Pin sized holes were punched through drops of honey below Mr. Watts' bushy eyebrows. Ocular ports followed graphite strokes scribbled between stripes the color of seaweed. A raven colored vest framed cornflower tinted silk hanging from Mr. Watts' neck. Ends of an opal pigmented collar pointed down the front of Mr. Watts' shirt topper. Quartz tinted buttons strapped periwinkle colored fabric across Mr. Watts' chest. Wads of slick material the color of dolphin skin surrounded Mr. Watts' arms. Mr. Watts' wise noggin joined a pine skin cereal bowl with a two inch hair horseshoe. His slate, quartz, and silver scalp bristles flaunted five inch forehead creases. Mr. Watts' limestone finger pleats framed a moss striped page topping his oak desk. His obsessive ocular honey scanned graphite strokes under charcoal brow caterpillars. Raven vest linen framed cornflower neck silk pointing at Mr. Watts' stout pecks. Ivory button plastic sutured dolphin skin textile around his chest and arms. The body of Mr. Watts' oak desk was shaped like a staple that was two feet thick. A bracket sculpted hardwood cutout faced Mr. Watts' classroom. Two columns containing hardwood drawers surrounded Mr. Watts' sitting space. Cellulose uprights were supported by five inch woodland teardrops. Rubber stoppers supported oak droplet cutouts. Olive green slacks were visible below a staple shaped sheet protecting Mr. Watts' desk. Tubes like lime peel surrounded Mr. Watts' legs. Argyle socks were visible below the cuffs of Mr. Watts' slacks. Mr. Watts' rhombus printed stockings were the color of blueberries. Black and grey diamonds embellished navy blue shin coverings. White Xs were printed on top of charcoal and ash squares. Camel colored moccasins were visible below the shafts of Mr. Watts' socks. Bows forged from leather strings decorated the insteps of Mr. Watts' shoes. The soles of Mr. Watts' footwear flattened near the middle of a four foot, beige tile. Wine and coal colored spots speckled a tan sheet below Mr. Watts' comfortable footwear. Mr. Watts' bracket shaped table body presented a two foot thick spine to his class. Five inch oak teardrops braced dual drawer towers bordering Mr. Watts' sitting space. Olive green slacks cloaking the busy tutor's legs were visible underneath his desk. Indigo socks with black and grey argyle divided his tan moccasins and conifer pants. Leather strands formed elegant bows adorning Mr. Watts' camel pigmented footwear. The teacher's cow hide slip ons inhabited a beige sheet speckled with wine and tar. A blackboard hung behind Mr. Watts' opal wrapped shoulders. The slate writing surface was fifteen feet long and two yards tall. The stone tablet was the color of coal. A five yard scribbling sheet was surrounded by a border of shiny birch. A steel tray was sandwiched below a chalk slathered surface and a cellulose panel. "Henry V: Act IV, scene iv" was written across the top of Mr. Watts' blackboard. The scholastic dictation was transcribed with a stick of white chalk. The quartz tinted banner was underlined twice. Hailey and Wednesday sat near the opposite end of the room from Mr. Watts. The girls pushed the fronts of their desks together beside a window. From Mr. Watts' seat, the solar illuminated viewport was beside the far, left corner of the classroom. The girls' accompanying, silicate panel was three feet wide and two yards tall. A twenty-four inch wall descended below a three by six foot portal. The sheet rock trimmed partition was coated with beige paint. Half and one inch dimples were pressed into tan drywall acrylic. An oak shelf emerged above a camel tinted room divider. The cellulose strut was one foot wide. Slick storage hardwood was coated with bourbon colored varnish. A fifteen by six foot horizontal blackboard profiled Mr. Watts' opal shoulder silk. Polished birch slats and a steel tray framed and accomodated the five yard tablet. "Henry V: Act IV, scene iv" spanned the diligent instructor's slate writing surface. The unspoken demand was scribed with a porcelain chalk stick and underlined twice. Hailey and Wednesday transposed their desks across the room from Mr. Watts' left arm. A window two yards high and three feet wide overlooked the girls' worn work tables. Dimples scarred twenty-four inches of tan wall paint under the radioactive viewport. A one foot deep, polished oak shelf divided the searing portal and beige acrylic. Aluminum slats dangled horizontally in front of Wednesday and Hailey's classroom window. Elemental sunlight coverings were one and a half inches wide. The metallic partitions were thin and slightly curved. Slender window beams were the color of walnut husks. Longitudinal aluminum plates hung from strands of twisted nylon. A quarter inch of solar radiation was visible below each horizontal shutter. Surfaces of thick, oak work tables faced each other. Raspberry blanketed forearms were folded near the end of a cellulose platter. Slender wrists and biceps were surrounded by pomegranate tinted sweater fleece. Forearms like buttermilk were stacked along the opposite end of a matching work surface. Quarter inch strips of raspberry fabric surrounded knuckles the color of coffee creamer. Each radish tinted serration was separated by a half centimeter cavern. Tangerine nail polish coated tips of tiny, ivory colored knuckle extensions. Coal pigmented nail polish embellished teensy fingertips accompanying neon capped digits. Quarter inch pomegranate columns descended from the base of Hailey's slender neck. Raspberry sweater strips stretched across her slender deltoids. Twisted nylon combed the girls' classroom sunlight with aluminum slats like caramel. Raspberry sweater fleece serrated folded wrists lining a thick, oak desk rim. Stacked forearm buttermilk mirrored radish sleeve yarn heading a joint work surface. Quarter inch cherry strips framing knife edge caverns cuddled velvet knuckle cream. Satin hand hinges extended tangerine nail caps copying pitch tipped finger porcelain. Ribbed sweater claret overflowed Hailey's deltoids and circled the base of her neck. Buttermilk biceps dropped from three inch tubes of raven tinted fishnets. The inner edges of Wednesday's pale upper arms surrounded crow colored silk. Wednesday's charcoal rib fabric was spotted with tiny, cream colored hearts. Hailey's pomegranate top descended into crow stained denim surrounding her skinny waist. A thin, tar colored belt was threaded through five loops fastened above Hailey's hips. Quarter inch, cream tinted buttons fastened Wednesday's shirt below her breast bone. Wednesday's ivory chest fasteners were shaped like valentine decorations. Cream spotted silk floated away from the lower three inches of Wednesday's shirt. A love dotted tank top skirt shrouded the waist of raven black jeans. Denim the color of chimney soot surrounded Hailey's skinny thighs. Elastic jean fabric stretched around Hailey's calves. Charcoal pigmented leg chutes descended into black leather tubes below Hailey's knees. Wednesday's leg cuffs ended three inches above slender ankles the color of buttermilk. Black leather collars surrounded most of Hailey's calves. Cow hide columns became slick rims protecting Hailey's narrow insteps. Raven tinted bovine dermis wrapped the edges of Wednesday's heels. Dried ox skin covered the bases of Wednesday's ankles. Crow pigmented buffalo flesh became slick, tar colored flaps bordering Wednesday's insteps. Dove biceps leaving raven fishnets embraced cream hearts dotting licorice rib fabric. A molasses belt looping Hailey's charcoal jeans sealed her tulip top along her waist. Ivory heart buttons sutured Wednesday's Valentine spotted blouse between her tits. Wednesday's bosom hoisted a love spotted belly parachute above her asphalt hip denim. Elastic graphite bundling Hailey's legs invaded slate boot leather under her knees. Wednesday's pitch, sand paper britches gripped the bulges of her buttermilk calves. Hailey's cow hide ankle columns joined hefty instep covers resembling tar. Raven ox dermis formed Wednesday's heel and instep molds and bat wing foot frames. An inch of rubber the color of charcoal was attached to the bottoms of Hailey's boots. Tar tinted, leather straps spanned valleys between Hailey's boot collars and her insteps. Cow hide ankle restraints were fastened with chrome buckles. Polished dermis covered a space between leaflets framing Wednesday's insteps. Bison shoe fabric became leather points in front of Wednesday's toes. Compressed, leather teardrops were sutured below the balls of Wednesday's feet. Three inch shafts supported the backs of Wednesday's shoes. Flat edges adorning heel towers faced oxen fabric covering Wednesday's shoe arches. A curtain of tangerine, cheddar, and apricot strands sprouted from the middle of Hailey's scalp. Shoulder length carrot strands surrounded ivory cheeks and a cream colored neck. Gold plated rods protruded from edges of flame colored drapes. Plastic loops the thickness of piano wire connected ear pieces to a matching nose dowel. Polystyrene hoops stretched around glass rectangles one inch tall and four centimeters wide. Long, slender eyelashes poked crystal colored surfaces. Emerald quarters were sandwiched between Hailey's mascara embellished eye flaps. Shiny, pomegranate lips protruded below the tip of Hailey's slender nose. Inch thick rubber and leather straps padded Hailey's footwear and buckled her ankles. Kneaded teardrops supported cow hide toe points departing Wednesday's instep fences. Three inch, shoe tower licorice with sheer arch onlookers embraced her heels. Mango scalp strands framed Hailey's cheek cream and tickled the base of her neck. Plastic wire looped oblong eye crystals between brass dowels departing Hailey's hair. Emerald irises divided mascara coated ocular bristles grating her rectangular lenses. Pomegranate lip wax underlined Hailey's asparagus scent chute and hominy nose cap. A half shirt like a tennis net hung from Wednesday's shoulders. Raven black hoods woven from nylon strands descended Wednesday's soft shoulders. A curtain of half inch, elastic window frames hung from Wednesday's deltoids. Malleable basket fabric bordered Wednesday's shoulder blades. Fishnet drapes were drawn beside the edges of Wednesday's boobs. Black silk shoulder strips an inch thick were visible below raven tinted mesh. Slick charcoal bands were spotted with quarter inch, cream colored hearts. Love speckled harnesses transformed into an arc below the peak of Wednesday's breast bone. Plastic, cream tinted valentines fastened opposing flaps descending from a silk neck hoop. Five polystyrene Cupid piercings sealed Wednesday's sentiment polka dotted shirt. A buttermilk plane began where the collar of Wednesday's tank top ended. Cream tinted chest dermis became Wednesday's soft, slender neck. Rose colored cheeks and a narrow chin formed a five inch heart above Wednesday's throat. A fountain of soot pigmented strands erupted from the middle of Wednesday's scalp. Crow tinted locks and raven colored bangs framed Wednesday's pale facial features. Coin shaped sapphires took shelter below thin, charcoal hued eyebrows. Lips like ruby red velvet extended below the tip of Wednesday's button nose. A tennis net half shirt corraled Wednesday's shoulder, clavicle, and scapula butter. Heart candy cream spotted licorice shirt hoists gripping Wednesday's murky deltoids. Five plastic Cupid piercings sealed Wednesday's top under a soot strand neck hoop. Wednesday's buttermilk neck satin departed chest cream within her tank top opening. Graphite bangs and scalp curtains framed her rose dusted cheeks and chin point. Ruby lips and sapphire embedding brow coal adorned Wednesday's five inch face heart. Hard cover books the size of paperbacks laid in front of Hailey and Wednesday's forearms. Text binders sealed with thick cardboard were opened past half way. Steel storage boxes were attached to the bottoms of Hailey and Wednesday's desks. Work space paper containers were painted the color of pitch. Black, metal posts descended from corners of charcoal embellished trays. Raven colored table uprights emerged from chrome discs an inch wide. Hailey's tiny hiny was supported by a plastic, tomato red seat. Pomegranate strips were sandwiched between Hailey's shoulder blades and poppy polystyrene. Three inches of lady bug petroleum surrounding a four inch window. Wednesday's plastic sitting surface was banana yellow. Black, steel posts descended from the seats of Hailey and Wednesday's chairs. Elemental tuchus extensions were supported by chrome plated discs. Shutters like Neptunian mist surrounded Wednesday's pupils. Sapphire facets fixed Wednesday's gaze on emeralds behind Hailey's glasses. Hailey stared through transparent rectangles. She blinked. Pages lining hard cover paperbacks separated Hailey and Wednesday's forearms. Frosty storage boxes coated with pitch paint lined the girls' oak desk bottoms. Tar enameled steel stock straining zinc disc braces supported corners of cargo trays. Hailey's tiny hiny and cherry waist inlaid a tomato seat and imbued its spine vent. Wednesday's banana peel sitting surface settled slate posts just like her friend's. Wednesday's Neptunian irises prodded ocular emeralds breeching Hailey's glasses. Passive eye flaps suffusing oblong optic lenses polished Hailey's languid corneas. "Hailey I'm worried," Wednesday groaned. Hailey listened, carefully. As usual, Mr. Watts' class was pretty loud. Hailey wasn't concerned others would hear her and Wednesday's conversation. Beams of sunlight snuck between quarter inch gaps separating aluminum slats the color of walnut. Bands of light collected along tangerine strands sprouting from Hailey's left temple. "Hailey, I'm worried," Wednesday confided. As usual, the noise level in Mr. Watts' class smothered the girls' somber discussion. Beams piercing walnut window blinds seared Hailey's left temple, tangerine strands. "I'm worried too, Wednesday," Hailey confessed. Lines of sunshine illuminated crow colored strands erupting from Wednesday's right temple. Wednesday's tongue glided across ruby red beeswax coating her lips. "I'm worried too, Wednesday," Hailey disclosed. Wednesday surfed right hand, scalp coal sun streaks and lapped her ruby lip velvet. "Gwen and Allie are in my Chemistry class," Wednesday continued. "Gwen and Allie are in my Chemistry class," Wednesday explained. "No. They *never* talk me." Wednesday inhaled between ruby stained lips. "No," Wednesday exhaled from anxious mouth flaps. "They *never* talk to me." Wednesday siphoned frosty classrom gasses using her ruby waxed oral seams. I couldn't wait to get out of that place." I couldn't-- wait to get out of that place." "Were they looking at you funny?" Hailey asked. "Were they-- looking at you funny?" Hailey inquired with cherry frosted teeth covers. Wednesday took a breath. She exhaled a long, thoughtful sigh. Wednesday aspirated a thoughtful breath and exhaled refrigerated chest vapor. Thin skin protecting Wednesday's elbow crushed an oak corner beside heart spotted rib silk. Wednesday rested the edge of her forehead along the tips of her fingers. She stared at Hailey from a set of narrow eyes. Wednesday sank fingertip tar caps into her velvet forehead porcelain and squinted. Hailey crushed pomegranate ridges between her elbow and the corner of her desk. Ends of pale digits supported the edge of Hailey's forehead. "She's crazy!" Wednesday's pale face twisted side to side. Hailey parked her radish elbow strands and burrowed her temple with mango digit dots. "She's crrrazy!" "She's obsessed," Wednesday responded. Wednesday looked at the upper, right corners of her eye sockets. She thought a minute. "She's *always* been a little weird." Hailey's fingers dropped on her desk. Hailey sat up straight. Eyebrows the color of sweet potato flesh climbed pale skin covering Hailey's forehead. "She's-- obsessed," Wednesday conjectured. Wednesday probed her upper, right ocular caverns using frosty pupil facets. "She's *always* been a little weird," Wednesday reflected from ruby waxed lips. Hailey rested pomegranate wrist fleece and crumpled her forehead with carrot brows. "She's always been a *bitch*," Hailey added. The outer corners of Wednesday's eyes crinkled. "She's always been a *bitch*," Hailey spat. Wednesday wrinkled porcelain precipice velvet framing her sapphire eye shutters. "Her *and* that girl, Allie," Wednesday continued. "Her *and* that girl, Allie," Wednesday added. Hailey narrowed her eyes. She shook her head, slowly. Hailey buckled considerate bunkers housing her jade pupil facets and shook her head. "I don't know Allie that well--" Hailey remarked. "She's-- so quiet." Wednesday stared into Hailey's emerald eyes. She squinted. "I don't *know* Allie that well," Hailey conceded. "She's so-- quiet. Kinda just-- agrees with everything you sayyy--" Wednesday searched her wise comrade's emerald peepers using sea ice ocular facets. "She *is* really quiet. She never says *anything*." Hailey's tongue slid across raspberry colored gloss covering her lips. Hailey plopped her elbow along the corner of her desk. Her chin sank between her thumb and index finger. "She *is* really quiet," Wednesday agreed. "She never says *anything*." Hailey gripped her chin with digits parting a propped elbow and lapped cherry lips. "Gwen pushed her," Hailey explained. Wednesday stared through a set of narrow eyelids. "Gwen-- pushed her so hard," Hailey recalled. Wednesday squinted. "You mean last night?" Wednesday requisitioned. "You mean last night?" Wednesday inquired using attentive cheek porcelain. "Yeah," Hailey replied. "Me and Lloyd took off. And, Allie's like-- bent over trying to help Gwen off the ground." "Yeah," Hailey explained. "Me and Lloyd-- took off. And Allie's like-- bent over, trying to help Gwen off the ground." "Uh-huh," Wednesday interjected. "O-kayyy--" Wednesday indulged. "And-- Gwen stands up--" Hailey lifted her arms. She showed Wednesday her palms. She shifted soft carpal dermis towards the edge of her desk. "And, Gwen-- stands up--" Hailey continued. Hailey showed Wednesday her quartz palm silk and side-shifted violent knuckle fleece. Hailey licked pomegranate wax coating her lips. "She-- lifted off her feet." Hailey used sand paper mouth meat to polish pomegranate lip wax infused with menthol. "She, like-- lifted off her feet. Ya know?" "OOoooo--" Wednesday groaned. "OOoooo--" Wednesday grunted using shriveled face ivory and lip rubies. "She went-- flying into one of the poles," Hailey explained. Hailey showed Wednesday the tips of her fingers. "You know those, like-- support poles in front of the theater at the mall?" "She went flying into one of the poles," Hailey added. Hailey flaunted inner porcelain finger velvet for her attentive companion. "You know those, like-- support poles in front of the theater at the mall?" Hailey verified. "Yeah," Wednesday replied. "She pushed Allie into one of those??" "Yeah," Wednesday acknowledged. "She-- pushed Allie into one of thowwwse??" "Yeah. She went-- flying against a pole," Hailey explained. "Back first!" The corners of Wednesday's eyes crinkled. "Yeahhh--" Hailey croaked using sympathetic cheek porcelain and lip compote. "Back first." Wednesday pleated outer ocular pudding encasing her disgusted cornea turquoise. "Owww!" Wednesday nearly shouted. "Owww!" Wednesday belted from shriveled face ivory. "I knoww!" Hailey snarled. "She started-- screaming at her," Hailey continued. "She tells her, 'You're fucking-- worthless, Allie! I hate you!!' Or-- something like that." Wednesday stared, blankly. "I knowww--" Hailey groaned using condolent facial buttermilk. "Then, she starts-- screaming," Hailey continued. "She's like-- 'You're fucking worthless, Allie! I *hate* you'!" Wednesday endured her friend's brutal images using blue coconut eyes and cheek cream. "What'd Allie do?" Hailey lifted her palms. "What'd Allie do?" Wednesday probed. Hailey uplifted reminiscent palm buttermilk beyond her pomegranate bicep strips. "I-- don't think she did *anything*." Hailey crushed pomegranate shoulder blade strands on top of tomato chair plastic. She folded her arms over her chest. "Me and Lloyd didn't stick around to find out. I'll tell you *that*." Hailey's eyelids collapsed along the tips of her pupils. Hailey stared coldly through rectangles of glass. Wednesday gazed back. She inhaled through her nose. She exhaled a long breath from ruby stained lips. "That-- fucking skank," Hailey blurted. Wednesday stared into her friend's emerald irises. She squeezed nervous, cherry pigmented oral rims together. She swallowed. "I don't think she did *anything*," Hailey recited using oscillating facial quartz. Hailey embedded tomato chair plastic with radish scapula fleece and folded her arms. "Me and Lloyd didn't stick around to find out," Hailey explained. "I'll tell you *that*." Hailey thinned vengeful eye gaps and pierced ocular crystals with agitated emeralds. Wednesday prodded her friend's hateful irises and exhaled frost between ruby lips. "That fuckin' skank," Hailey blurted from hapless lip sorbet. Wednesday searched her cohort's conifer visual facets and hid nervous oral rubies. "H-Hailey," Wednesday forced between nervous teeth coverings. "Hai-leyyy--" Wednesday gushed between nervous teeth coverings. "Lloyd's not perfect, but he's *mine*," Hailey grumbled. Narrow, cheddar tinted eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Hailey's nose. "I'm just gonna have to-- take care of that little bitch." Wednesday stared, cautiously. She studied pale cheeks below the lenses of her friend's glasses. Cyan quarters traced carnation tinted blush below Hailey's cheek bones. Raven colored eyebrows pointed towards the inner corners of Wednesday's eyes. "Lloyd's not perfect, but he's *mine*," Hailey grumbled past ferocious face porcelain. Hailey diverted slender brow cheddar towards pleats topping her pea pod nasal shaft. "I guess I'm gonna have to-- take care of that little bitch." Wednesday scoured tulip blush dusting Hailey's gruesome cheeks using cyan peepers. Wednesday pointed raven ocular marks at crumpled velvet dividing her eye frost. Hailey gazed into her friend's angry eyes. Hailey's jade faceted ocular ports looked more hateful than her friend's. The left corner of Hailey's shiny, raspberry tinted lips curled into a smirk. Hailey targeted her friend's ocean irises with sinister cornea emeralds and smirked. "She's trying to steal my man, Wednesday." Hailey shook her head. "She's trying to steal my mahhhn, Wednesday," Hailey snarled using cherry oral seams. Hailey oscillated bleached emotion shelves supporting ominous optical limes. Hailey licked grinning, glittery mouth flaps. Hailey grated pomegranate lip enamel using sadistic, palette sand paper. Wednesday glared at her friend. She inhaled through her nose. She exhaled from ruby stained lips. An electronic boop pounded Wednesday and Hailey's ear drums. The high pitched wail lasted one second. An irritating shriek was followed by a half second of silence. Two additional boops erupted from a plastic speaker grill. Wednesday probed her friend's vicious cornea emeralds and released an impatient huff. A one second boop pounded the girls' ear drums followed by two back to back shrills. Wednesday reached below crow colored posts supporting her chair. Wednesday's fingers curled around a two inch strip of blueberry tinted denim. Wednesday dragged her back pack off of a four foot tile. The linoleum floor square was beige with coal and wine colored spots. Wednesday slung a denim strap over nylon diamond rims surrounding her shoulder. Wednesday's fingers dropped on pages curling out of her book's binding. Wednesday dragged rectangular covers off the surface of her desk. She slipped off a plane of banana yellow sitting plastic and stomped away. Emeralds between Hailey's eyelids drifted to the right corners of her eyes. Hailey watched a skirt of raven colored silk floating above her friend's hips. Wednesday's coal tinted stomach covering was decorated with tiny, cream colored hearts. A coal tinted fishnet drifted behind Wednesday's shoulder blades. Nylon weaves floated above blueberry colored denim carrying Wednesday's text books. Hailey faced her desk. Her smile faded. Wednesday snatched her denim back pack strap from a four foot tile under her chair. She hung an indigo school sack from her nylon bicep lattice and seized her play book. She deserted lemon seat plastic and piloted spiked leather footwear towards the hall. Hailey surveyed the right corners of her eyes using impulsive cornea jade. She relished her friend's heart drizzled stomach espresso floating above her hips. Nylon fishnet cocoa spanning Wednesday's scapula cream topped her blueberry book bag. Hailey focused regretful pupil grass on her oak work table and flattened cherry lips. A set of thick, oak doors covered the opening to Glory High School. Stainless steel rectangles were fastened near inner edges of hardwood planes. Weather resistant handles protruded from elemental entrance sheets. Crimson bricks surrounded cellulose coverings. An arch of sideways mud blocks peaked three feet above the front doors. The elliptical walkway decoration was three rows deep. Crimson bricks stacked above a mortared semi-circle created the north wall of the campus. A row of four foot, concrete squares led away from the main foyer. The concrete path was surrounded on both sides by emerald colored grass blades. The right hand entrance covering swung away from a mud block partition. Wednesday came stomping out. A one inch plane shaped like a capital "D" dropped on a four foot concrete square. A teardrop sculpted platter preceded the base of a three inch heel. A leather point shaped like the nose of a football extended from a compressed platform. The toe of Wednesday's footwear was the color of tar. Wednesday's shoe tip became a set of leather flaps surrounding her narrow instep. Cow hide wings the color of crow feathers became one inch ankle fences. Ox dermis Achilles' borders joined behind Wednesday's heel. A bison skin wall behind Wednesday's foot formed a one and a half inch barrier. Zinc coated pull panels adorned twin door wood securing Glory High School's entrance. Sturdy gate grips catered inner port seams pervading a crimson brick foyer frame. Upright mud blocks formed three arched rows overlooking the facility's exit barriers. Claret stones surmounting a mortared semi-circle formed the north wall of the campus. Emerald foliage bordered cement walkway squares four feet wide serving entry traffic. Wednesday stomped heel towers and capital "D" cushions past the right hand outlet. Wednesday's leather ankle borders toggled pissy instep wings and football toe points. Six centimeters of buttermilk calf erupted from the rim of Wednesday's shoe. A skirt of raven colored denim floated beside the middle of Wednesday's lower leg. A crow pigmented hamstring parachute hung from Wednesday's knee. Raven tinted jean fabric was stretched around Wednesday's thigh. Wednesday's upper leg straightened above her kneecap. The heel of Wednesday's opposite footwear dropped three feet beyond a leather shoe point. The toe of Wednesday's second tarsal covering collapsed beside a "D" shaped support protector. A raven denim Achilles parachute eclipsed calf buttermilk guiding Wednesday's kicks. Wednesday's crow sheathed hip and thigh straightened above her stationary shoe mat. Wednesday's opposite footwear spike and capital "D" support impacted three feet away. Buttermilk arms hung from three inch tubes of raven fishnets. Cream tinted limbs swooped beside soot colored denim surrounding Wednesday's narrow hips. Wednesday's right hand fingers curled around the spine of a small, hard cover book. Crow colored silk floated between Wednesday's wrists and hips. Charcoal belly fabric was spotted with quarter inch, cream colored hearts. A bag of blueberry denim dangled from two inch bands squeezing Wednesday's shoulders. Wednesday's back pack hopped on raven pigmented silk surrounding her lower back. Ivory arms escaping three inch fishnet hoods swatted Wednesday's abdominal jean soot. Licorice dotted cream fingers departing Wednesday's right hand cradled a small book. Charcoal belly silk with ivory hearts wafted between Wednesday's wrists and hips. Wednesday's nylon clouded shoulders beat her lower back with indigo napsack denim. Chin length strands the color of soot floated beside Wednesday's pale cheeks. Tips of crow colored bangs shrouded eyebrows pointing down the bridge of Wednesday's nose. Shutters the color of glass cleaner directed Wednesday's pupils towards a parking lot. Ends of angry, ruby red lips pointed at Wednesday's narrow chin. Heels and toes of black leather shoes dragged Wednesday across limestone tinted squares. Chin length raven strands rode afternoon gasses and tickled Wednesday's pale cheeks. Crow feather bangs entangled charcoal brow marks pointing towards Wednesday's nose. Glass cleaner eye shutters directed her agitated strides above scowling, ruby lips. Wednesday trampled limestone walking biscuits with fiery toe mats and heel spikes. One inch, rubber platforms dropped on a cement block by Glory High's right entrance door. Crow colored leather was stitched above curves forming tips of neoprene mats. Soot tinted cow hide surrounded Hailey's toes. Dehydrated bison dermis was formed around Hailey's insteps and ankles. Ox skin straps lay over the beginnings of Hailey's feet. Polished bovine bridles were fastened with chrome plated buckles. Black leather collars arose from edges of cow hide bands. Shiny, charcoal tinted columns surrounded Hailey's thin calves. Metal teeth created seams climbing the inner edges of Hailey's boots. Tiny, zinc plated zippers dangled from stainless steel stacks a quarter inch wide. One inch boot supports inhabited a cement block beside Glory High's right entry door. Tar pigmented bison dermis cradled Hailey's strolling knobs and direction digits. Chrome plated buckles fastened polished bovine bridles ushering zipped calf seams. Soot colored denim erupted from the necks of Hailey's boots. Raven pigmented fabric stretched around Hailey's slender knees. Charcoal jean tubes ascended Hailey's skinny thighs. Crow feather ridges disappeared below a band of tar colored waist leather. Quarter inch strips of raspberry tinted yarn surrounded Hailey's chest, stomach, and arms. Hailey's thumbs were stuffed between two inch, red canvas strips hanging from her shoulders. Poppy tinted harnesses carried a tomato red bag dangling down the middle of Hailey's back. Ends of quarter inch, pomegranate strips surrounded Hailey's pale knuckles. Elastic denim soot bundled Hailey's thighs and hooked her tar colored waist leather. Quarter inch cherry strips fleeced Hailey's slim flanks, lanky arms, and perky bosom. Hailey's neon tipped digits departed radish cuffs and grasped her tomato bag hoists. Hailey's skinny neck erupted from half centimeter, raspberry strips covering her chest. Shoulder length strands the color of flames battered the edges of Hailey's neck. Glass rectangles the size of rubber erasers rested along the apples of Hailey's pale cheeks. Frantic emeralds peered through oblong ocular coverings. Jade faceted eye shutters focused on dark denim surrounding Wednesday's books. Hailey pried apart lips coated with raspberry tinted gloss. Magma scalp strands seared ivory neck dermis escaping Hailey's raspberry chest slats. Hailey's uneasy emeralds searched correction eraser lenses embedding her pale cheeks. Hailey spotted her friend's departing back pack denim and peeled cherry frosted lips. "W-Wednesday?" Hailey requisitioned. Sapphires rolled to the tops of Wednesday's eye sockets. Wednesday exhaled an irritated breath and shook her head. Hailey stared at raven colored strands sprouting from her friend's scalp. She jogged across concrete squares. She slowed down beside her friend's shoulder fishnets. Hailey studied Wednesday's left cheek. Irises like blue gelatin dessert found their way to the left corners of Wednesday's eyes. Cornflower pennies glared at pistachio quarters attached to Hailey's corneas. Hailey inhaled between raspberry glossed lips. "Hey-- I'm sorry, Wednesday," Hailey forced out. "wwWednesday?" Hailey probed. Wednesday burrowed her brow coal with irritated cornea sapphires and shook her head. Hailey dusted sidewalk tiles and walked beside her friend's raven shoulder fishnets. She watched irritated cornflower irises manifest beside Wednesday's temple licorice. "I'm-- sorry, Wednesday," Hailey extracted from hesitant face porcelain. "Fuck off, Hailey," Wednesday kindly replied. Wednesday faced forward. She dropped off a row of sidewalk. The concrete path was perpendicular to a walkway leading from the school's entrance. The heel of Wednesday's right shoe shifted sideways. Wednesday stumbled and fell. Wednesday's palms collapsed along charcoal pavement glopped beside limestone sidewalk. The surfaces of Wednesday's fingers sank between sharp, graphite tinted pebbles. Hailey watched her friend catch her balance. She pressed her lips together. Hailey stepped beside Wednesday. She bent over. She glided tips of uneasy fingers along Wednesday's bicep. Wednesday swatted her friend's helpful digits. "Hailey!" Wednesday belched. Wednesday shoved herself to her feet. She swiveled on toes of leather footwear. She pointed between her friend's emerald irises. "Fuck off, Hailey," Wednesday belted from her forward facing cosmetic display. Wednesday haplessly abandoned sidewalk perpendicular to Glory High's main walkway. Wednesday's tipsy heel spike buckled her knees and sank her jolted digits in gravel. Hailey watched her clumsy friend embed parking pavement and collapsed grave lips. She dangled anxious raspberry limbs beside fishnet veils nuzzling her buddy's biceps. Wednesday swatted tangerine dotted cream fingers departing Hailey's cherry sleeves. "Hailey!" Wednesday pelted from disgusted cheek porcelain. Wednesday perched pissy limbs above angry shoe leather and pointed at Hailey's eyes. Hailey showed Wednesday compassionate palms. Eyebrows like sweet potato shavings crushed the outer corners of Hailey's eyes. Hailey flaunted compassionate palm velvet and crumpled sweet potato brow shavings. "Wednesday-- I'm trying to *help* you," Hailey groaned. Wednesday stared at emeralds between her friend's eyelids. She showed Hailey her right hand. Dots of tar were stuck to Wednesday's palm and the tips of her fingers. "Wednesday-- I'm trying to *help* you," Hailey grumbled. Wednesday aimed bitter pupil ice at Hailey's optic jade and paraded tarry fingertips. "N-Not right now," Wednesday responded. Wednesday licked her ruby stained lips. "nnNot right nowww--" Wednesday squeezed between agitated incisors. Wednesday lapped impatient lip rubies with angry mouth meat and exhaled a tense puff. Wednesday bent over. She snatched her copy of Henry V off of tar glopped parking lot pavement. Wednesday used raven digit dots to snatch her copy of Henry V from the parking lot. Wednesday suspended her blue jean back pack in front of cream hearts spotting her chest. She unfastened blueberry denim securing her school supplies. Hailey watched her friend's irritated fingers stuff cardboard covers between cotton fabric. She exhaled a nervous breath. Wednesday suspended her blue jean back pack in front of cream heart chest dots. Hailey watched her friend stuff a cardboard play book between school periodicles. "O-Okay," Hailey forced out of cautious lips. "O-kayyy--" the tangerine fox extracted from raspberry glazed mouth rims. The Cutler was painted chocolate brown. The coffee pigmented vehicle was parked between a set of banana yellow stripes. Dandelion tinted borders were etched along fresh pavement the color of a skillet. Detective Moore stood beside the Cutler's driver's side door. Wrinkles of margarita tinted fabric hung from Moore's broad shoulders. Pickle juice curtains surrounded a periwinkle dress shirt. A narrow, navy blue tie laid across the buttons of Moore's chest covering. The coffee enameled vehicle occupied a dandelion paint border marking fresh pavement. Detective Moore's trench coat clad carcass stood beside the Cutler's driver door. Moore's margarita jacket wrinkles framed an indigo tie adorning his ozone shirt silk. The bottom of Detective Moore's top was tucked into a set of camel colored slacks. The lower edge of Moore's trench coat surrounded the backs of his knees. Moore's usual black dress shoes poked out of the cuffs of his britches. Patches of worn leather hung from sloppy stitches knotted around Detective Moore's feet. Rust and silver tinted curls erupted from Moore's scalp. Hatches of rust and silver rested on top of squinting, tar colored irises. Deep creases sprouted from the corners of Detective Moore's eyes. Ocular crevices split leathery skin covering his cheek bones. Detective Moore's opal top and cactus wrap invaded tan slacks and framed his knees. The disheveled enforcer's leather footwear scraps departed his camel hair leg chutes. Rust and silver curls and caterpillars peppered Moore's scalp and grazed his eye oak. Deep creases embedded his outer ocular points and split his alligator cheek skin. Officer Harris stood beside the Cutler's passenger's side door. Harris' thick neck poked out of a starched collar the color of blueberries. Strands of silver were slicked from the top of Harris' forehead to the rear of his skull. Snow colored hair buds poked out of the edges of Harris' scalp and the back of his head. Cornflower tinted shutters sank into Harris' face. Two inches of silver push broom bristles poked out of his upper lip. Crisp, blueberry colored fabric surrounded Harris' shoulders, arms, chest, and stomach. A two inch by half inch silver rectangle was pinned above Harris' left breast pocket. Harris' silver badge was fastened to his starched peck compartment. Fabric law enforcement symbols were stitched to the shoulders of Harris' shirt. Ornamental bicep embellishments were the color of scotch. "City of Malley Police" was embroidered on top of bronze arm coverings using black thread. An indigo colored tie covered the buttons of Harris' shirt. Malley Police sutures and indigo tie parted Harris' chest silk and humerus patches. Harris' trunk concealer was tucked into indigo colored slacks. Gold stripes were stitched along the outer seams of Harris' britches. Shiny, leather shoes poked out of Harris' blueberry leg cuffs. Detective Moore's fingers curled under three inches of potted metal. The melded slat was poking out of a rectangular driver's door shelf. Moore tugged a mirror colored handle away from chocolate paint coating an elongated cavity. The Cutler's driver's side door swung away from its body. Detective Moore's fingers rested along a glass rhombus erupting from a steel hatch. The arm of Moore's free hand wobbled like a chandelier in an earthquake. Wads of margarita colored fabric slipped down Moore's bicep. Officer Harris Watched Detective Moore above espresso paint covering the Cutler's roof. Harris' mustache fidgeted. Officer Harris' neck expanded a stiff, indigo collar by the Cutler's passenger door. Silver scalp strands pasted front to back divided the stout officer's hair sleet. Sunken cornflower irises overlooked chrome bristles cuddling Harris' upper lip. A half by two inch name plate topped the left pocket of his starched blueberry shirt. Harris' shiny badge and mustard law emblems adorned his peck vault and bicep wool. Licorice shoes departed daisy lined, bluebonnet britches lashing his sapphire top. Detective Moore unlatched the Cutler's driver's side door using a chrome plated grip. He seized a plate glass incline and slopped cactus coat wads along his unused wrist. Officer Harris observed his toasty colleague above the Cutler's espresso roof paint. "It's a little warm for that thing," Officer Harris remarked. Detective Moore's trench coat dangled from the tips of his fingers. Moore wadded his jacket into a ball. "It's a little warm for that thing," Officer Harris puffed past steel mustache veils. Detective Moore collected his margarita trench coat and wadded it into a ball. "You know--" Moore responded. Detective Moore bent over. He tossed his coat over bourbon colored vinyl wrapping the Cutler's driver's side seat. "You knowww--" Moore croaked using vanilla pudding face crumples. The curly haired gumshoe tossed his jacket over bourbon vinyl bundling his head rest. Moore kneeled along the seating surface of the driver's side chair. Camel colored fabric became sandwiched between Moore's shin and bourbon tinted seat vinyl. Moore reached across the passenger's seat. Wrinkles of pale skin forming the tips of Moore's fingers surrounded a chrome stick. The zinc plated shaft was poking out of scotch pigmented vinyl lining a passenger door panel. Moore tugged a mirror pigmented extrusion. The slick dowel lifted a half inch. Detective Moore sank finger wads into brandy tinted vinyl covering the Cutler's passenger seat. He shoved himself towards the driver's side door. A leather slat hanging from Detective Moore's shoe landed on coal colored pavement. Moore's head found its way below the Cutler's driver's side opening. Rust and silver coils poking out of Moore's scalp brushed bourbon colored door frame plastic. Detective Moore's head turned. His tar tinted eyes crinkled. Creases divided the corners of Moore's ocular cavities. Wrinkles like sidewalk cracks split the edges of his wise facial features. Coal faceted shutters between Moore's eyelids compressed his pupils to the size of pin heads. Hailey and Wednesday stood beside the Cutler's back bumper. Emerald shards focused Hailey's pupils on Detective Moore's wrinkled precipice. Sapphire quarters wandered to the middles of Wednesday's eyes. Wednesday gazed into irises like droplets of pitch. She swallowed, nervously. Detective Moore smiled. Moore inlaid scotch hiny resin padding his driver's side chair with tan shin fabric. He clawed the rider door and tugged a steel entry stick departing amber hatch pelt. The wise inspector implanted finger pleats in tushy foam and propelled the other way. Detective Moore guided leather shoe scraps onto mushy asphalt and dawdled outside. Moore's rust and chrome scalp coils grazed plastic caramel framing the driver door. His thoughtful ocular rims crumpled worn cheek hide forming his observant face. Detective Moore's cornea coals spotted Hailey and Wednesday beside his back bumper. Hailey searched the wise enforcer's sun bleached facial pleats with emerald irises. Wednesday probed the vigilant officer's pitch eye drops and swallowed, nervously. "Well hello, Ms. Williams," Detective Moore remarked. Moore gazed into Hailey's sparkling, green eyes. He nodded once. "Ms. Holloway." Emeralds wandered to the corners of Hailey's eyes. Hailey studied silver push broom bristles above Officer Harris' upper lip. She searched the top of Harris' face. She found cornflower tinted shutters surrounding his pupils. Harris stared back. He blinked. "First ones out?" Detective Moore inquired. Hailey's eyes studied Moore's face. Hailey licked raspberry colored gloss coating her lips. "Well-- hello, Ms. Williams," Detective Moore croaked from smiling digestive frames. Moore gazed at Hailey's glittering visual jade and greeted her with a single nod. "Ms. Holloway," the tactful gumshoe kindly remarked. Hailey probed the corners of her eyes and sifted Officer Harris' silver lip bristles. She scanned Harris' sunken peacock irises and witnessed his grim visual flaps bounce. "First ones out?" Detective Moore prodded. Hailey analyzed Moore's leathery cheek pleats and savored her menthol lip compote. "Did you find my mom?" Hailey asked. Detective Moore faced the girls. He rested his elbow above the Cutler's driver's side door frame. Moore's funny bone crushed periwinkle fabric along a plane of chocolate automotive paint. Detective Moore sank his chin into his palm. He gazed into Hailey's emerald green eyes. "Did you find my mom?" Hailey frantically demanded. Moore parked his Neptune elbow fabric and supported his attentive face with his palm. "Nooo--" Moore groaned. "nnNooo--" Moore groaned using vacant vocal striations. Harris glanced at Detective Moore from the corners of his eyes. Harris' silver, push broom shaped mustache snuck to the edge of his face. Harris scrutinized Detective Moore's withered precipice from the ends of his corneas. "...why don't you tell her your theory, moore?..." Officer Harris squeezed between a set of tight lips. A tiny hole parted the corner of Moore's oral rims. "...why don't you tell her your theory, moore?..." Officer Harris silently teased. A set of muscular forearms snaked around Hailey's waist. Hailey jumped. She felt her back pack lift off of pomegranate fleece covering her kidneys. A tough, masculine chest snuggled beside Hailey's ribs. Hailey smelled Lloyd's cologne. She looked up. Emeralds attached to the middles of Hailey's corneas faced coals between Lloyd's eyelids. Lloyd gazed between chocolate strands dangling in front of his eyes. The outer corners of Lloyd's ocular caverns wrinkled. A warm, sunny smile appeared between bushy sideburns poking out of Lloyd's cheeks. Lloyd smirked all the time. But for once, he was actually smiling. Lloyd's startling forearm meat dislodged Hailey's tomato bag and snuggled her waist. Hailey relished Lloyd's thick pecks nuzzling her ribs and savored his spicy cologne. She focused infatuated emeralds on adoring coals between his chocolate hair strands. For once, an alluring smile scarred Lloyd's face instead of his usual, bitter smirk. Hailey grinned. Tiny pearls lined up between shiny, raspberry lips. Hailey stacked porcelain chompers between raspberry glossed grinning seams. "Hi, Lloyd!" Hailey beamed. Hailey's arms tightened around Lloyd's waist. Hailey's arms crushed pomegranate yarn along her boyfriend's lime and cream stomach stripes. Lloyd lowered his head. Lloyd's neck descended a kiwi tinted collar. Hailey balanced on the toes of her boots. Hailey's lips connected with Lloyd's. Detective Moore studied Lloyd. Lloyd wore a polo shirt with cream and lime green stripes, dark blue jeans, and a set of black sneakers. Sets of untied laces dangled from the necks of Lloyd's shoes. Lloyd and Hailey pried their lips apart. They faced Detective Moore. The tips of Moore's fingers landed along the back of his scalp. Moore raked his fingernails across coils of rust and silver. "Hi, Lloyyyd--" Hailey sang from elated buttermilk cheeks. Hailey squeezed her boyfriend's lime and cream stomach stripes with cherry arm yarn. Lloyd hoisted his thick neck from a kiwi collar and nibbled Hailey's raspberry lips. Detective Moore spotted untied skate shoe scraps poking out of Lloyd's indigo jeans. Lloyd and Hailey separated their pressurized mouth rims and faced Moore's Cutler. The troubled inspector raked rust and silver coils peppering the rear of his scalp. "You know, Hailey--" Detective Moore began. Moore looked into Lloyd's dark, shiny eyes. He squinted. "You know, Haileyyy--" Detective Moore croaked. The towering inspector examined Lloyd's ocular coal spots with crumpled eye frames. Rust colored caterpillars resting along Moore's eye sockets climbed a forehead staircase. Detective Moore pointed between Lloyd's eyes. "Mr.-- Freeman, right?" Lloyd nodded. Hailey thought about telling Detective Moore she and Lloyd went on a date the night before. But she figured the less Moore knew about the evening prior, the better. Hailey squinted. Moore expanded brow rust above his forehead steps and acknowledged Lloyd's peepers. "Misterrr-- Freeman, right?" the tenacious homicide agent inquired. Lloyd responded with an enlightening nod. Hailey considered mentioning her first date with Lloyd but chose to keep it a secret. "You guys are still investigating the 'slasher'?" Hailey interjected. "Is *that* why you're here?" Moore stacked his hands in front of his lips. He searched charcoal colored pavement covering the parking lot. He rubbed his palms together. "You guys are still investigating the 'slasher'?" Hailey demanded with skeptical face ceramic. "*That's* why you're here??" Moore polished his palms in front of his lips and searched charcoal parking pavement. "Uhhh-- yes, Ms. Holloway," Detective Moore conceded. Moore's tar irises gazed into emeralds behind glass rectangles surrounding Hailey's nose. "We've been interviewing some of the students." Hailey rested her flame stranded scalp against Lloyd's chest stripes. She stared into Detective Moore's eyes and nodded. "Uhhh-- yes, Ms. Holloway," Detective Moore reluctantly conceded. The agitated investigator probed Hailey's visual gems using his corneal tar drops. "We've been-- interviewing some of the students." Hailey seared Lloyd's rib stripes with her hair lava and sifted broad optic crystals. "You two-- keep asking about Travis and *his* girlfriend, too," Hailey continued. Officer Harris chuckled. Hailey looked across a plane of chocolate brown paint attached to the top of the Cutler. Harris cupped a set of thick fingers in front of his lips. He gazed above a row of masculine knuckles. His cornflower irises focused on glittering, green shutters surrounding Hailey's pupils. Hailey smiled back. She *knew* Harris didn't think she and her friends had something to do with the "slashing". It was just Moore. The tips of Detective Moore's fingers dropped on the back of his scalp. Moore dug his fingernails into thin skin covering the top of his head. "You two keep asking about Travis and *his* girlfriend, too," Hailey mentioned. Hailey noticed Officer Harris chuckling above the Cutler's chocolate roof paint. Harris covered his giggling lips and greeted Hailey with receptive cornflower irises. Hailey echoed the candid enforcer's insightful cackling with a perceptive smirk. Moore tilled frustrated scalp shavings obscuring his rear cranium dermis. "F-Funny thing about that," Detective Moore began. Officer Harris looked at tar coated pebbles underneath rubber shoe platforms. Coal colored neoprene was glued to shiny, black leather stitched around Harris' feet. "ffFunny thing about that--" Detective Moore desperately deflected. Officer Harris searched gravel adhesive under rubber mats padding his polished shoes. "Moorrre--" Harris interrupted. Detective Moore pointed between sparkling emeralds fused to the middles of Hailey's eyes. "Moorrre--" Harris snarled. Moore pointed between curious limes embedding Hailey's rectangular corrective lenses. "You knoww--" Detective Moore groaned. "Some of the old abandoned buildings on the outskirts of town?" Hailey's head lifted off of cream and lime bands surrounding Lloyd's chest. Hailey stared into quarter shaped coals adorning Detective Moore's ocular cavities. She shrugged. "You knowww--" Detective Moore groaned using weathered face crumples. "The old abandoned buildings on the outskirts of town?" Hailey cautiously searched Detective Moore's thoughtful visual coals and shrugged. "Not-- really," Hailey responded. Hailey squinted. "Not-- really," Hailey croaked using confused precipice points. Officer Harris erupted with cackles. He rested woven ocular flaps along the index finger and thumb of his right hand. Detective Moore stared into Hailey's jade faceted eye shutters. He blinked. Officer Harris mashed tickled eyelids along his fingers and erupted with laughter. "*You* know-- out east of town?" Moore inquired. Detective Moore squinted. "Some of the older parts of Malley? There used to be a lot of businesses out that way. But, most of those old shops went bankrupt many years ago?" Hailey nodded. She shrugged again. "*You* knowww--" Moore charged using insistent cheek ruffles. "Out east of town? Some of the *older* parts of Malley??" Detective Moore gauged Hailey's ivory foundation canvas and laminated kiwi peepers. "There used to be a lot of businesses out that way?" the assertive agent continued. "But, most of those old spots went bankrupt *years* ago?" Hailey rocked considerate scalp flames, then shrugged her raspberry shoulder fleece. "I really don't know," Hailey replied. "I really *don't* know," Hailey conceded. Officer Harris looked up. He stitched sly fingers on top of smiling lips. He gazed at curls of silver and rust poking out of the side of Moore's head. Officer Harris covered his smiling lip fluffs and searched his partner's head curls. "...moore..." Harris grumbled. "...moooore..." the silver haired nitpicker purred. "...she's very smart, harris..." Moore mumbled from the corners of his lips. Detective Moore surrounded his chin with the thumb and index finger of his right hand. He rested his elbow along the surface of his left hand. He gazed into Hailey's eyes and smiled. "There's this old-- automotive facility out there," Detective Moore continued. "...she's very smart, harris..." Moore mumbled from tenacious mouth seams. Detective Moore cupped his elbow and chin, then addressed Hailey with a kind smile. "There's this old-- automotive facility out there?" Detective Moore persisted. They used to manufacture automotive paint?" Hailey stared into Moore's tar colored irises. She blinked. Detective Moore pointed at Hailey's raspberry chest fleece with the tips of his fingers. "I thought you might've heard of that place," Detective Moore explained. He shrugged. They used to manufacture automotive paint??" Moore paused before acknowledging Hailey's bewildered, pomegranate chest fleece. "I thought you might've heard of that place," Detective Moore disclosed. Hailey squinted. She nodded, slowly. Hailey examined Moore's ocular coals with assisted eye jade and nodded, reflectively. "O-kayy--" "O-kayyy--" Hailey purred between cherry waxed oral frames. "And at the bottom of this giant pile of ashes-- we found human remains," Moore continued. Detective Moore's eyebrows jumped to the top of his forehead. "We also found fulgurites!" Moore pointed a long, jagged finger between Hailey's eyes. "Would you believe *that*?!" The outer corners of Lloyd's eyes crinkled. Lloyd glanced at lava strands flowing out of the edge of Hailey's scalp. "And at the bottom of this giant pile of ashes--" the trench coat ditcher concluded. "We found human remains." Detective Moore shuffled rust and silver brow caterpillars above his forehead pleats. "We also found fulgurites!" the studious examiner revealed. Detective Moore directed withered finger corrugations between Hailey's emerald eyes. "Would you believe *that*?" Lloyd shriveled his somber ocular frames and glanced at his girlfriend's scalp magma. "What's a fulgurite, Hailey?" Lloyd inquired. "I've heard of that before." Eyebrows like sweet potato shavings climbed Hailey's forehead. "What's a fulgurite, Hailey?" Lloyd requisitioned. "I've *heard* of that before." Hailey uplifted sweet potato brow shavings above her rectangular vision correctors. "It's glass," Hailey explained. Emeralds wandered to the corners of Hailey's eyes. Gemini jewels gazed at coals buried near the corners of Lloyd's eyes. "It's-- glass," Hailey divulged. Hailey's gemstone irises enticed visual coals inhabiting the corners of Lloyd's eyes. Hailey licked her pomegranate glossed lips. Hailey lapped reminiscent lip compote and probed upper visual flaps with jade irises. Lloyd stared into Hailey's eyes. He was very confused. Lloyd searched his girlfriend's chlorophyll pupil facets with puzzled cornea cocoa. "You mean--" Lloyd began. Lloyd faced Detective Moore. "Lightning burned that place down?" Moore's eyes popped open. Rust and silver colored caterpillars climbed Detective Moore's forehead wrinkles. "You meeean--" Lloyd snapped. Lloyd sifted Detective Moore's wise facial creases with impatient ocular tar drops. "You think lightning burned that place down??" Moore spread excited, copper brow brushes above his extensive forehead wrinkles. "No!" Moore beamed. Detective Moore lifted a margarita blanketed arm. He extended a wrinkled index finger. "Thermite!" Moore motioned towards Hailey with the tips of his fingers. "No!" the fascinated investigator belted using elated mouth frames. Detective Moore extended pointer digit crumples from his cornflower sleeve cuff. "Thermite!" Moore exploded. The hysterical inspector acknowledged Hailey's ruby sweater planks with his fingers. Hailey stared at Detective Moore, dumbly. Hailey analyzed Detective Moore's enthusiastic behavior with meticulous eye limes. "I thought we were talking about--" Hailey squinted. "I thought we were talking abouuut--" Hailey groaned using analytical face quartz. Detective Moore grinned. He shook his pointer finger. Detective Moore formed a passionate grin and flaunted his carrot shaped index finger. Hailey looked at tar coated pebbles covering the parking lot. She poked the tip of her finger below her bottom lip. She tapped her chin, thoughtfully. Hailey searched parking pebbles and tapped her thoughtful chin with a neon digit cap. "You think--" Hailey began. Hailey gazed into Detective Moore's tar tinted eye shutters. She took a breath. "You don't think-- my mom got burnt up in that place, do you??" Creases shaped like sunbursts split Moore's leathery cheeks. Detective Moore's eyelids collapsed along the tops and bottoms of his irises. "You thiiink--" Hailey reasoned with colorful visage facets. Hailey probed Detective Moore's eager, corneal tar drops using dismal ocular moss. "You don't think my *mom* got burned up in that place, do you?" Hailey demanded. Moore crumpled regretful cheek leather and cradled his pupils with tender eye flaps. "Ohhh--" Moore groaned. Detective Moore slowly shook his head. "Ohhh--" Detective Moore groaned from sorrowful mouth flaps. The dutiful gumshoe oscillated his wise cheek ridges above periwinkle collar points. Moore looked at pavement covering the parking lot. Detective Moore scoured charcoal gravel adhesive and collected his frantic thoughts. Moore looked up. He lifted his weathered palms. "*I* was talking about Travis Griffin." Hailey stared through Detective Moore's wise, charcoal colored eye facets. The troubled investigator paraded uncertain palm hide departing his ozone sleeves. "I was talking-- about Travis Griffin?" Detective Moore haplessly persisted. Hailey penetrated Moore's graphite pupil slivers with bewildered cornea emeralds. Detective Moore stared back. Moore's hands dropped on camel colored fabric surrounding his thighs. Hailey's first and second fingers rested along raspberry gloss coating her lips. Hailey focused on cornflower quarters above the apples of Officer Harris' cheeks. She stared at coin shaped coals near the middles of Detective Moore's eyes. Hailey's fingers fell off of her raspberry stained lips. "I-I'm sorry--" Hailey remarked. Hailey's tangerine capped digits dropped on soot colored denim surrounding her thigh. Moore searched Hailey's innocent cheeks, then cupped his knees with defeated digits. Hailey tapped her raspberry lips and checked Harris and Moore's ocean and cocoa eyes. "I'm sorryyy--" Hailey sang. Hailey gripped sand paper thigh soot using her tangerine spotted cream digits. Hailey looked down. She squinted. "I don't--" Hailey looked up. "I don't understand why you're telling me all this." Lloyd looked into Moore's tar coated irises. He squinted. Hailey examined fresh pavement between her neoprene boot platforms and squinted. "I don't-- understand why you're telling me all this," Hailey huffed between peeved lips. Lloyd scanned Detective Moore's ocular tar and shriveled his agitated eye frames. "Wait-- you're looking for that punk, Travis Griffin?" Lloyd inquired. Officer Harris looked up. He narrowed his eyes. "Wait-- you're looking for that punk, Travis Griffin?" Lloyd demanded. Officer Harris searched suspicious optical slivers using his cornflower irises. "You know where he is?" Harris asked. Lloyd stared into Harris' cornflower colored eyes. Bushy, chocolate colored eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Lloyd's nose. "Do-- you know where he *is*?" Harris implored below upper lip bristle chrome. Lloyd sifted the inquisitive officer's ozone peepers from downturned brow canopies. "I know I *hate* that motha fucker," Lloyd belched. Lloyd turned and spit out of disrespect. He folded his arms over his chest and looked up. "He was friends with my brother Sal." Harris straightened up. He pointed towards cream and lime colored bands wrapping Lloyd's chest. "I know I *hate* that motha fucker," Lloyd snapped. Hailey's shaggy headed boyfriend launched disgusted spit and folded his arms. "He was friends with my brother Sal," Lloyd explained. Harris balanced startled shoulders and pointed at Lloyd's lime and cream chest bands. Lloyd squinted. He glared into Officer Harris' cornflower eye shutters. Lloyd seared Officer Harris' cornflower pupil facets with agitated cornea coals. The corners of Officer Harris' eyes wrinkled. He slung a set of curious palms beside fabric shoulder badges. "'Was' as in-- the mother fucker's dead," Lloyd explained. "As in-- he's not friends with *anybody*. Not anymore." Detective Moore showed Lloyd, Hailey, and Wednesday a set of wise, well worked palms. Harris shrank grim ocular frames and uplifted inviting palms beside his bicep stamps. "'Was' as in-- the mother fucker's dead," Lloyd coldly responded. "As in-- he's not friends with *anybody*, anymore." Detective Moore presented demanding hand leather to Lloyd, Hailey, and Wednesday. "Okayyy--" Moore groaned. "Wait just a minute." Detective Moore plopped a set of thoughtful fists on top of camel tinted hip fabric. He stared at charcoal colored pavement. He lifted margarita blanketed arm segments and looked up. He pointed a carrot shaped index finger between coals fastened to Lloyd's corneas. "You're telling me-- that Travis Griffin was murdered? You already *know* that?" Lloyd glared into Detective Moore's tar tinted pupil adjusters. His eyelids squeezed the tops and bottoms of his pupils. The corners of Lloyd's disgusted lips pointed at his chin. "O-kayyy--" Moore groaned from disgruntled facial crumples. "Now, just-- wait a minute." Detective Moore slopped exhausted fist pudding along his camel hair hip chutes. The agitated gumshoe paced gravel adhesive and signaled Lloyd's cornea pitch spots. "You're telling me that-- Travis Griffin was murdered?" Detective Moore demanded. "You already *know* that??" Lloyd glared at the hasty investigator's graphite pupil facets and scowled. Lloyd shook sets of angry fists in front of his lime streaked shoulders. "Fuck that mother fucker!! *I* don't give a fuck about that fuckin' piece of shit!" Lloyd's palms dropped on blueberry tinted denim surrounding his thighs. "I'm talking about my brother-- Sal." Lloyd wiggled agitated digits in front of his chest. "My fucking brother fucking Sal is fucking dead!" Lloyd looked around. "You-- fuckin' idiots!" Lloyd glared at Moore through coils of chocolate dangling in front of his eyes. He looked at Harris. "*He* was fucking murdered." Lloyd folded a set of angry arms over his chest. "Are you-- following me, now??" Detective Moore stared at tar coated pavement. Moore's eyes popped open. Rust and silver caterpillars jumped to the peak of Detective Moore's forehead. Lloyd shuffled furious knuckle knots in front of his lime and cream shoulder streaks. "Fuck that mother fucker!" Lloyd belted from agitated lip strands. "*I* don't give a fuck about that fuckin'-- piece of shit." Lloyd hammered blueberry thigh denim using his exhausted palm mounds. "I'm talking about my brother, Sal," Lloyd disclosed. Lloyd shuffled agitated digits in front of his tropical sherbet chest stripes. "My fucking *brother* fucking *Sal* is fucking dead," Lloyd grumbled, sarcastically. "You-- fuckin' idiots!" Lloyd glared past his chocolate forehead coils at Detective Moore and Officer Harris. "*He* was fucking murdered," Lloyd concluded. Hailey's infuriated boyfriend stacked cynical forearm steak on top of his peck bands. "Are you two dipshits-- following me, now?" Lloyd requisitioned. Moore faced virgin pavement and expanded caterpillar brow rust above his forehead. "Boy, I didn't know about that," Detective Moore responded. Moore curled his fingers in front of his lips. He looked into Lloyd's eyes. He shook his head. "Didn't know anything about that." Lloyd stared back. "Boy, I didn't know about that," Detective Moore grumbled from regretful mouth seams. The apologetic inspector gripped unsettled oral rims and shook his head. "Didn't know anything about that." Lloyd rolled his eyes. He faced pavement stuck to the parking lot and shook his head. Lloyd felt Hailey's fingers curling around his thick digits. He looked beside him. Hailey gazed into shiny coals between Lloyd's eyelids. She nodded. Officer Harris' fingers dropped on dark blue fabric covering his hips. His head tilted back. An exhausted breath erupted from Harris' lip bristles. Lloyd rolled his eyes and pointed his oscillating walnut cheeks at fresh asphalt. Hailey captured Lloyd's attention by tugging his thick digits and nodded, discretely. Harris popped his indigo hip fabric and exhaled a defeated breath from limp cheeks. "I think that's our cue to leave," Harris remarked. Harris looked above a dome of chocolate brown paint forming the roof of the Cutler. He squinted. "I think that's our cue to leave," Officer Harris huffed past upper lip curls. The disgruntled enforcer skimmed coffee automotive paint protecting the Cutler's top. Detective Moore stared back. He nodded. He stepped over a steel plate covering the Cutler's driver's side threshold. He plopped down on top of bourbon colored vinyl covering the driver's seat. Officer Harris looked above the top of the Cutler. He bobbed his head. "Hailey, I'll let you know as soon as I hear *anything* about your mom." Harris gazed at emeralds attached to the middles of Hailey's eyes. Moore glared at his ocean eyed partner and tipped vanilla face pudding up and down. The defeated inspector hurdled a step plate and implanted bourbon driver's vinyl. Officer Harris greeted Hailey's emerald pupil slivers and bobbed his head. "Hailey, I'll let you know as soon as I *hear* something about your mom," Harris assured the carrot haired vixen. Hailey glided a tangerine fingernail down a crevice dividing her front teeth. Hailey's fingers toppled off of raspberry glossed lips. Hailey sanded a crevice dividing her front teeth using a nervous, neon finger cap. "O-Okay," Hailey shyly replied. Officer Harris sat next to Detective Moore. He and Moore shut their doors. Officer Harris strapped a bourbon colored band across his chest. He grabbed a hold of a chrome coated oval hanging from a brandy stained shoulder harness. He froze. He stared at Detective Moore's chest. "Okayyy--" Hailey sang using agreeable face ceramic. Harris plopped down next to his cohort and snatched a bourbon seat belt harness. The agitated officer cuddled a chrome plated hip latch and stared at Moore's chest. Detective Moore's head turned. Tar tinted shutters between Moore's eyelids studied silver strands slicked over Harris' scalp. Detective Moore pointed his corneal tar drops at Harris' silver scalp filaments. "What now, Harris??" Detective Moore demanded. The tips of Officer Harris' fingers surrounded a bourbon colored strip dividing Moore's chest. Harris' fingers collapsed. Officer Harris dragged Moore's seat belt away from periwinkle fabric covering his torso. Harris suspended a scotch tinted strap in front of Detective Moore's face. The brandy pigmented restrictor was three inches wide. Bourbon tinted frays dangled from a two and a half inch tear above Harris' fat fingers. Officer Harris shook the gaping hole in front of Detective Moore's ocular tar drops. "What now, Harris??" Detective Moore demanded using grumpy face pudding. Harris stretched his partner's amber rib strap in front of his cranky cheek pleats. Elastic frays departed Harris' thick digits and eclipsed Moore's ozone shirt silk. "Seriously?!" Harris shouted. Rust colored caterpillars climbed a flesh staircase covering Moore's forehead. "Ser-i-ous-leee??" Harris groaned past demanding mouth bristles. Rust and chrome caterpillars climbed a cream staircase forming Moore's forehead. "Oh, riiight--" Detective Moore groaned. Harris released Detective Moore's seat belt strap. An elastic chest band collided with Moore's periwinkle wrapped breast bone. "I got an appointment to get that thing fixed." Officer Harris relaxed in his seat. He shoved a chrome oval into a latch beside the inner edge of the Cutler's passenger seat. "Oh, riiight--" Detective Moore croaked using reflective mouth seams. Officer Harris popped his companion's startled man tits with a worn peck brace. "I gahhht--" Detective Moore snarled between impatient oral frames. "An appointment to get that fixed." Moore's annoyed passenger sank into golden seat puffs and buckled his safety strap. "Yeahh--" Detective Moore groaned. "The appointment's not until Thursday. "Yeahhh--" Detective Moore purred with reassuring vocal streaks. "The appointment's not until Thursday, though. Moore squinted. The corners of Detective Moore's eyes crumpled like an accordian. Moore looked beside him. "Wait-- was it Thursday?" Moore crumpled meticulous eye frames, then glanced at Harris' periwinkle pupil slats. "Wait-- Was it Thursday?" "Moorre--" Harris snarled. "I've been looking at that friggin'-- huge tear in your seat belt for like-- two months, now. It's bigger than the-- San Andreas Fault. You'd better get that thing fixed. And, I mean-- right now!" Detective Moore showed Officer Harris an apologetic palm. "Moorrre--" the blueberry suited officer hissed. "I've been looking at that friggin'-- huge tear in your seat belt for like-- two months, now," Officer Harris complained. "It's bigger than the-- San Andreas Fault. You'd better get that thing fixed. And, I mean-- right now!" Detective Moore flaunted apologetic palm leather and rolled impatient ocular slate. "Okay, Dad," Moore grumbled. "This Thursday-- I promise." Detective Moore's wrinkled digits surrounded the edge of a steering wheel. Wise fingers dropped on a ring of bourbon colored vinyl adorning the Cutler's steering column. "Is that good enough?" Moore requisitioned. Officer Harris faced forward. He stared through a set of cornflower shutters surrounding his pupils. "O-kayyy, Dad--" Moore grumbled from pissy digestive seals. "This Thursdayyy-- I promise." Detective Moore grasped bourbon steering vinyl using his wise finger pleats. "Is that good enough?" Officer Harris searched his stubborn partner's silicate wind deflector, mournfully. "Let me tell you something," Harris replied. "Let me tell you something--" Harris croaked underneath foreboding lip fluffs. "Oh, here we go--" Detective Moore groaned. Officer Harris pointed above Moore's side of the dash board. "Ohhh, here we go--" Detective Moore groaned from vanilla pudding jowls. Officer Harris indicated his hasty partner's forward viewport using strong digits. "And, you're gonna go flying through that windshield right there-- and, you're gonna get impaled on something and bleed to death." Harris pinched the strap across Detective Moore's chest. "All because you were too stubborn to take this old piece of junk down to the body shop and get this fixed!" Harris released Detective Moore's seat belt strap. The spring loaded harness crashed between Moore's man tits. Detective Moore jumped. "And, you're gonna go flying through that winshield right therrre--" Harris snapped. "And, you're gonna get impaled on a tree or something and bleed to death." Harris pinched Moore's elastic chest harness and stretched it in front of his eyes. "All because you were too stubborn to take this old-- piece of junk down to the body shop and get the seat belt fixed!" Officer Harris jolted his hapless cohort with a loaded whack between the man tits. "Ohhh!" Moore snarled. Detective Moore's fingers squeezed caramel colored frays hanging from his safety harness. Moore's head swirled like a top. Detective Moore glared into Officer Harris' cornflower eye shutters. "Are you all done now, Harris?" Moore demanded. "Ohhh!" Moore belched with frantic cheek crumples. Moore snatched caramel harness frays and glared at his rider's cornflower irises. "Are you done, Harris?" Detective Moore snarled using grumpy face pleats. Harris motioned towards Detective Moore with his fingers. The silver haired enforcer acknowledged Moore's ozone shirt silk with pissy fingers. "Can't believe you haven't got that thing fixed yet, Moore," Harris grumbled. "Can't be-LIEVE you haven't fixed that thing, yet," Harris grumbled. A five inch panel folded away from the end of the Cutler's trunk. The extruded body segment was coated with chocolate brown paint. Sets of lamps were tucked into a space below an espresso pigmented sheet fold. A pair of plastic rectangles was arranged vertically below the left end of the steel plate. The vertical rear end ornaments were tomato red. A matching set of elongated polystyrene coverings was fitted along the opposite end. An ivory tinted rectangle was arranged vertically between each set of red lenses. A license plate was fastened between the inner, red lamp coverings. A chrome plated shelf was bolted below tomato tinted radiation screens. The zinc plated strut was five inches thick. The mirror colored tube curved around edges of chocolate brown fenders. The middle lamps glowed like rectangular flashlights. The Cutler backed away from banana yellow lines painted along charcoal black pavement. Detective Moore's car turned left and stopped. All four red lamps glowed like stop lights. The Cutler's transmission shifted into overdrive. Moore and Harris drove away. Hailey and Lloyd gazed into each other's eyes. A smirk wrinkled the lower half of Lloyd's cheek. Shiny, raspberry tinted lips peeled away from Hailey's teeth. Pomegranate mouth rims formed a satisfied grin. A five inch trunk rim overlooked the Cutler's dual brake uprights and backup lamps. A license plate divided tomato bezel pairs and eclipsed a chrome plated bumper. Inner halting flashes precipitated the vehicle's departure from banana parking lines. Moore swiveled his automobile and illuminated four poppy bezels before taking off. Hailey searched her boyfriend's mysterious eye coals with devious cornea emeralds. Lloyd split his cheek pine with joyous lips and prompted a cheery gaze from his gal. "You two are *terrible*," Wednesday grumbled. Shiny coals shifted to the upper, right corners of Lloyd's eye sockets. Hailey's head turned. Hailey gazed above a curtain of thick, pomegranate strips dangling from her shoulder. Six inch curls the color of raven feathers dangled in front of Wednesday's ocular sapphires. Soot tinted drapes surrounded edges of round, pine tinted cheeks. Lips like red velvet trembled nervously. Wednesday lifted pale upper arms and wrists. Fishnet tubes wiggled above tops of buttermilk biceps. Wednesday folded porcelain arms over cream colored hearts spotting crow tinted chest silk. "You two are *terrible*," Wednesday belched from ruby oral seams. Lloyd probed his upper, right visual frames with considerate cornea molasses. Hailey searched raven bangs clouding her friend's eye teal above cherry bicep strips. She cherished Wednesday's charcoal cheek curtains and trembling mouth rubies. Wednesday folded arm pine escaping fishnet chutes along her heart salted chest soot. "We're-- guilty," Lloyd explained. Lloyd licked his long, thin lips. "And, I would like it-- very much-- if we did not get caught." Lloyd squinted. "We'rrre-- guilty," Lloyd commented using cynical face cedar. Hailey's shaggy headed boyfriend lapped his philosophical digestive openings. "And-- I would like it *very much* if we did not get caught." Lloyd shriveled sarcastic walnut hide framing his retrospective ocular ports. Irises like deep sea iceburgs stared at shutters like coals. Wednesday gazed into Lloyd's eyes. She sighed. She nodded, slowly. She looked at pavement between shiny, black points covering her toes. Wednesday focalized Lloyd's bedrock corneal shutters with sea ice pupil facets. She searched asphalt dividing her glittering toe points and offered a conceding nod. "I *hate* lying," Hailey admitted. Wednesday looked up. Hailey inhaled a sharp breath between raspberry stained lips. "You *know* how much I hate it." Hailey looked at the top, right corners of her eyes. Her head tilted. "I *hate* lying," Hailey indulged using considerate precipice porcelain. Wednesday scanned solemn emeralds prowling her friend's rectangular vision crystals. "You *know* how much I hate it," Hailey thoughtfully commented. Hailey sifted the top, right corners of her eyes and tilted her dismal cheek ivory. Wednesday studied molten lava erupting from her friend's scalp. She blinked. Lloyd's head turned. Lloyd found emeralds tucked beside the corners of his girlfriend's eyes. He smiled. Wednesday scoured her vindictive companion's molten lava noggin filaments. Lloyd perused his girlfriend's silicate clouded cornea jade and paraded a warm smile. "You wanna go drive around for a little while?" Lloyd inquired. Hailey faced her boyfriend. She grinned. "You wanna go-- drive around for a little bit?" Lloyd inquired. Hailey responded to her boyfriend's enticing request with cheerful lip compote. "Okay!" Hailey beamed. Lloyd's fingers sank into the pocket of his indigo jeans. "O-kayyy!" Hailey beamed from colorful facial points. Lloyd searched for his car keys among the front pocket of his indigo, denim leg wear. "All-right!" Lloyd responded. Lloyd searched for his keys. He glanced at Wednesday. He found icy blue eye shutters hiding behind a curtain of raven colored bangs. Ocular sapphires immediately evaded Lloyd's line of sight. Lloyd bobbed his head. "You gonna go with us, Wednesday?" Lloyd offered. Wednesday stared into space. Crossed arms the color of buttermilk dropped off of Wednesday's heart spotted chest. "All-riiight--" Lloyd joyfully purred. Lloyd spotted Wednesday's frosty eye shutters beyond a raven feather forehead veil. Wednesday diverted her ocular sapphires and buried them near the corners of her eyes. "You gonna go with us, Wednesday?" Lloyd cautiously pried. Wednesday stared into space and freed ceramic arms cuddling her ivory chest hearts. "You guys go ahead," Wednesday exhaled. Wednesday tucked her thumbs under denim straps hanging from her shoulders. She spun on toes of black, leather footwear and headed in the direction of her house. Lloyd's lips switched to the edge of his face. "You guys go ahead," Wednesday groaned from somber lip rubies. Wednesday gripped bicep jean straps and guided leather shoe points towards her house. Lloyd watched his licorice haired acquaintance trample pavement with heel spikes. "I can-- drop you off, if you'd like," Lloyd offered. Teardrop platforms below the toes of Wednesday's shoes traced a line of banana yellow paint. Wednesday disappeared between a set of cars positioned beside Moore and Harris' parking space. Lloyd stared down a gap separating stationary automobiles. He exhaled a heavy breath from his nostrils. "She's having a hard time with what we did," Lloyd surmised. Hailey stood beside her boyfriend. Her arms crossed in front of pomegranate yarn woven over her chest. "I can-- drop you off, Wednesdayyy--" Lloyd groaned past accommodating mouth rims. Wednesday marched a banana peel parking stripe and disappeared between a set of cars. Lloyd dismissed pentagonal booty pockets adorning his friend's raven jean cutoffs. "She's having a hard time with what we did," Lloyd conjectured. Hailey stared between motionless vehicles and stacked cherry wrist yarn on her chest. "She *is* having a hard time with it," Hailey responded. Hailey looked up. She studied chocolate strands poking out of the edges of Lloyd's cheek. "She *is* having a hard time with it," Hailey disclosed. Hailey searched chocolate chops framing Lloyd's walnut cheeks with nervy eye limes. Lloyd looked down. He gazed into emeralds behind translucent rectangles. Lloyd probed uncertain cornea emeralds perusing his girlfriend's optic prisms. "Should we catch up with her?" Lloyd inquired. "Should we catch up with her?" Lloyd offered. "Give her some space, Lloyd," Hailey suggested. Hailey licked raspberry gloss coating her lips. "She'll calm down in a little while." Hailey's fingers found their way around the edges of Lloyd's masculine digits. Hailey faced forward. She searched for Lloyd's Cammy. A sheet of raven black strands dangled beside the edge of Wednesday's face. Soot colored locks were chopped even with Wednesday's jaw line. Six inch bangs curled down Wednesday's forehead. Raven threads stuck to crow colored brows pointing towards the middles of Wednesday's eyes. Irises like a clear, blue sky peered below angry, asphalt tinted scribbles. Pale cheeks surrounded luscious, velvet lips. A tiny, upturned nose pointed away from the middle of Wednesday's face. "Give her some space, Lloyd," Hailey implored of her chocolate knotted companion. Hailey sifted thoughts and sanded raspberry lip enamel with her judicious mouth meat. "She'll calm down," Hailey vacantly explained. "Eventually." Hailey collected Lloyd's masculine digits and searched for his baby blue Cammy. Raven scalp strands framed Wednesday's porcelain cheeks and tickled her jaw line. Six inch licorice arcs grazed pissy asphalt brows eclipsing Wednesday's ozone irises. A hominy nose cap under fiery nasal pleats overarched Wednesday's ruby lip velvet. A long, slender neck the color of buttermilk descended from Wednesday's chin border. Three inch fishnet tubes hung from ivory, velvet shoulders. A denim harness squeezed nylon diamonds against Wednesday's silky collar bone flesh. A blue jean bag dangled from Wednesday's shoulder strap. The indigo sack collected Wednesday's B day text books. Wednesday's icy blue irises stared into space. Puffs of cool, afternoon air funneled into Wednesday's tiny nostrils. Hot, frustrated breath poured out of Wednesday's agitated nasal cavities. Wednesday's heels rested along three inch shafts compressing "D" shaped rubber tips. Coal colored heel caps flattened along a two foot, concrete square. Compressed leather teardrop platforms embraced Wednesday's toes and the balls of her feet. Raven colored cow hide surrounded Wednesday's ankles and the beginnings of her calves. Flaps framed the edges of Wednesday's insteps. Lower legs the color of buttermilk erupted from collars of coal pigmented ox dermis. Crow tinted bovine skin was stitched below knobs poking out of Wednesday's tibias and fibulas. Cuffs of crow tinted jeans stretched around the upper halves of Wednesday's calves. Denim as black as coal followed Wednesday's shins, knees, and thighs below a canopy of raven tinted silk. Half inch, cream colored hearts were printed on top of slick stomach fabric. Wednesday's top hung from one inch silk straps dangling from her slender shoulders. A hoop framed the middle of Wednesday's chest. Soft, pine tinted arms emerged from nylon stranded tubes woven over Wednesday's shoulders. A sheet of black, elastic weaves connected Wednesday's fishnet sleeves behind her back. Wednesday's meager neck cream parted raven fishnets fogging her dove shoulder velvet. Blueberry denim hampering Wednesday's clavicle nylon hoisted her B day text books. The grim vixen funneled afternoon frost below vacuous eyes and emitted ominous steam. Three inch towers and foam spades embraced Wednesday's zombie heels and pedal digits. Leather instep wings embellished bovine molasses cradling Wednesday's ankle knobs. Crow feather jean cuffs gripped Wednesday's ivory calf grapefruits and hip cellulite. Half inch heart chalk spotted silk soot edging her flanks and clenching her deltoids. Plush arm pine departed elastic weaves screening Wednesday's buttermilk scapulas. The first and second fingers of Wednesday's right hand surrounded a white paper tube. Porcelain tree fabric contained a quarter inch of cellulose. A pencil sized tissue column extended from quartz tinted filter puffs. Sparse wood pulp wrapped a cylinder of crushed tobacco shards. Cherry red embers the thickness of a shirt button hung from Wednesday's coffin nail. A funnel of coconut colored mist erupted from a line of soot bordering a smoldering coal. A tiny gust brushed the tips of Wednesday's hair. Ends of raven black strands wafted along the lower edge of Wednesday's jaw. Tips of crow feathers shuffled against the extremity of Wednesday's neck. Wednesday assumed the cool breeze would soothe her pale cheeks. She figured jagged ends of chin length strands would tickle her soft throat. She felt nothing. The gust of wind felt like a slap in the face. Wednesday crushed angry eyelids in front of ocean blue shutters surrounding her pupils. She tightened eye flaps brushed with bronze powder. She waited to feel something-- relief-- or comfort-- or pain-- anything. Instead, she perceived anger and emptiness and frustration. Wednesday inhaled a slow breath through tiny nostrils. Her nose exhaled hot tubes of misery. The fingers of Wednesday's left hand quivered. Raven spotted digits froze. Porcelain knuckle extensions drifted apart. Wednesday's lower arm turned. Pale skin covering Wednesday's wrist faced rays of evening sunlight falling from the sky. Wednesday mashed the edges of her eyelids together. Wednesday's rust coated eye flaps felt sedated. Wednesday's right arm drifted in front of cream spotted cookie silk covering her stomach. Wednesday's thumb and her first and second fingers gripped a quarter inch cigarette filter. Wednesday's tiny digits pointed scalding embers away from her pale palm. Fuming tobacco coals collapsed along thin skin stretched across Wednesday's left wrist. The bridge of Wednesday's nose wrinkled. Wednesday gnashed her teeth together and swallowed. The fingers of Wednesday's right hand squeezed a tube of cellulose. Ivory digits rolled a nicotine stained filter across the inner surface of Wednesday's thumb. Wednesday's fingers twisted scalding embers into her soft flesh. Wednesday's fingers crushed coals between a tobacco stick and tendons controlling her palm. Wednesday detected heat along the surface of her wrist. Pain like the point of a knife pierced Wednesday's velvet skin. Wednesday gritted disgusted bicuspids. Red, velvet lips peeled off rows of flat pearls. Wednesday's first two fingers gripped ivory tissue enclosing a quarter inch sifter. A tobacco pencil departed quartz filter fluff between Wednesday's licorice nail caps. A coconut mist funnel escaped mango embers dangling from Wednesday's coffin nail. Wednesday's raven scalp threads rode a brief gust and brushed her ivory neck cream. The agitated vixen perceived the silky throat and cheek kiss like a slap in the face. Wednesday crumpled sedated cornea frost with bronze flaps flaunting asphalt spokes. She siphoned nails past wrinkled nasal chutes and exhaled scalding tubes of misery. The pissy minx braised buttermilk wrist satin with tobacco embers among evening rays. She drilled frantic ulna custard with licorice claws until she detected searing heat. "Gyah!" Wednesday grunted. Wednesday yanked a lit cigarette away from her wrist. She stared into space. She inhaled a furious breath between her teeth. She exhaled an angry sigh. Wednesday lifted the edge of her palm off of raven black denim stretched around her thigh. She positioned the inner surface of her forearm in front of angry eyes. A hole the size of a pea was carved into Wednesday's left wrist. Warm crimson trickled out of a quarter inch burrow. Hemoglobin soup leaked down Wednesday's lower arm. Hot claret dripped from her wrist and elbow. Wednesday's blood droplets pooled beside a black leather point adorning her left shoe toe. Wednesday watched cherry compote leaking down her cream tinted skin. Bodily fluid the color of strawberry syrup poured onto quartz colored concrete. Wednesday inhaled through her nostrils. She exhaled through soft, ruby red lips. Wednesday started walking. She slung cozy, cardinal colored droplets along cement squares below leather shoe soles. Wednesday's cigarette dropped from the tips of her fingers. Her smoldering coffin nail was a mangled, crushed up mess. "aaaAAA!!" Wednesday belted between disgusted chiclets. The grim mistress retrieved her smoldering cancer stump and exhaled startled gasses. Wednesday hoisted throbbing arm velvet in front of her feral ocular sapphires. Hot claret flooded a pea shaped radius canal and leaked from Wednesday's elbow ivory. Hemoglobin soup drizzled cement sand paper surrounding her charcoal toe leather. The dark haired maiden puffed mournful steam between her ruby lips and headed home. She sloshed cherry compote glazing cream fingers and ditched her mangled cigarette. A soft face the color of talcum powder nuzzled below a canopy of navy blue strands. Blueberry hair dye faded to plum purple beside cheek bones poking through ivory skin. Drops like champagne dangled from slender, raven tinted eyebrows. Eggplant colored strands became pomegranate pink. Raspberry locks surrounded edges of a slender, chalk colored neck. Radish filaments became cherry red tips floating beside narrow shoulders. Tangerine eye shadow surrounded long, raven lashes gripping champagne irises. A half inch chrome hoop hung from a tiny, talc colored nostril. Slick, strawberry red lips were painted underneath a zinc plated nose ring. A one inch thick, leather band was strapped around a slender throat. Two centimeter, chrome plated spikes poked out of a cow hide collar. Transparent fabric descended from a quarter inch, pliable strand surrounding a pale neck. Sheets of see through nylon were crow feather black. Chalk white skin made translucent material covering Ivy's upper body appear smoke grey. Transparent nylon tubes surrounded skinny, porcelain colored arms. Charcoal sleeves were stitched to quarter inch strings surrounding skinny wrists. A raven colored tube top was strapped across tits the size of apples cut in half. The soot tinted chest covering was five inches high. Crow tinted, see through fabric stretched over a pale stomach. Trim, nylon wrapped abs descended into a set of raven black jeans. A leather belt was woven below soot colored belt loops. A chrome buckle shaped like a crescent moon strapped a cow hide band across Ivy's waist. Tiny, chalk colored fingers rested along edges of a slick steering wheel. Ivy's front tire controller was the color of bourbon. Dots of tar colored fingernail polish spotted the ends of Ivy's pale digits. Points of black leather boots emerged from raven tinted denim gripping slender calves. Toes forged from soot pigmented cow hide converged along camel colored carpet. Bison skin tips diverted towards a long foot pedal made from charcoal hued rubber. Skinny, walnut colored fingers surrounded a shiny, cherry red shaft. Slender digits suspended a ruby pigmented tube in front of irises like drops of champagne. The crimson column was the size of a fountain pen. A chrome plated bowl like a medicine cup sprouted from the end of a cherry red cylinder. Olive green chunks resembling crushed pencil shavings poked out of a zinc plated shot glass. A navy blue keratin fountain overflowed an ominous, talcum powdered precipice. Blueberry scalp strands faded to plum along creamy cheek barbs shrouding kiwi irises. Tulip yarn became fuchsia threads and cherry tips framing lanky biceps and tonsils. Lengthy lashes departing tangerine eye flaps overlooked a half inch nostril hoop. Strawberry lip gloss surmounted a leather throat strap with one inch spike chrome. Nylon charcoal escaped silver neck points and clouded arm quartz above wrist twine. A raven tube top bundled gelatin chest apples above urethane misted stomach ivory. A crescent moon, belt buckle strapped elastic denim soot above meager hip cellulite. Ivy's chalk stick digits grazed bourbon steering vinyl with tar capped claws. Leather boot tips exiting pitch britches approached rubber pedals near amber carpet. Lanky walnut digits suspended a cherry toker pipe in front of Ivy's champagne irises. Spinach pencil shavings packed a chrome plated medicine cup heading the ruby chute. "There you go, Ivy," Josh purred. A chrome plated reed was threaded to a cherry tinted pipe opposite a mirror stained bucket. Ivy's fingers slipped off of bourbon vinyl wrapping her Chrysalis' steering wheel. Ivy's chalk white fingertips surrounded a zinc coated bulb screwed onto a ruby shaft. Ivy's free hand digits gripped chrome protecting a bowl the size of a skate wheel. Josh's walnut pigmented face resided below a patch of scotch tinted coils. Three inch hair puffs the color of bourbon erupted from an area the size of a paperback. Scotch tinted hair buds poked out of Josh's scalp rims and the back of his head. Drops of tar adhered to the middles of Josh's eyes. Bushy, scotch colored eyebrows shrouded irises like coals. Josh's face rested along a skinny, walnut colored neck. Josh's slender throat erupted from a cotton fabric rim. An elastic face hole topped a t-shirt the color of red wine. A set of pearl colored buttons fastened a two inch seam descending from Josh's collar bone. Wads of indigo denim surrounded Josh's skinny thighs, knees, and calves. The bottom edges of Josh's big, baggy jeans wadded around necks of sloppy, black sneakers. Josh released a ruby pigmented pipe. The fingers of Josh's opposite hand coiled around a white, plastic lighter. Josh's scrawny wrist wandered across maroon fabric wrapping his narrow chest. Josh handed his lighter to Ivy. Chalk white fingers dotted with tar snatched a chrome plated chimney crimped to Josh's lighter. "There you go, Ivy," Josh purred using lengthy mouth seams. Ivy released her Chrysalis' bourbon pilot hoop and grasped a zinc treated lip grip. Scotch hair puffs three inches long exited a patch above Josh's walnut cheek points. Honey brow fluffs eclipsed cornea tar droplets overlooking his lanky neck amber. Plastic button pearls fastened a red wine t-shirt blanketing Josh's deltoid gristle. Indigo jean wads cradling his scrawny leg segments housed fragmented sneaker coal. Ivy's tar tipped finger chalk snatched a steel chute topping Josh's lighter quartz. The surfaces of Ivy's car seats were covered with vertical strips of cotton fabric. Up and down ruffles decorating Ivy's automotive chairs were dyed the color of bourbon. Scotch pigmented sitting ridges were sutured down oblong edges. Stuffed, longitudinal reclining puffs forged soft, wavy body mats. Head rests sunken into brandy stained back rests were wrapped with amber tinted vinyl. Artificial leather the color of tree sap was sutured to the outer surfaces of Ivy's seats. Josh collapsed along puffs of bourbon colored fabric. Josh's bony shoulder blades and bourbon tinted chair tufts sandwiched wine curtains. The tip of Ivy's opposable digit rolled across a quarter inch, stone wheel. The rock striker was situated below a chrome plated strip adorning Josh's lighter chimney. Tangerine sparkles erupted from a graphite disc. Ridges wrapping Ivy's thumb landed on a red, plastic button beside a tiny flint scraper. A half inch flame the color of queso erupted from a chrome frame containing a slate disc. Ivy gripped a zinc treated bowl with the fingers of her free hand. She pressed a chrome plated mouth piece against strawberry gloss staining her lips. Ivy suspended Josh's lighter beside a mirror coated rim. She sprayed cheddar tinted flames across tips of olive green shards. Emerald pigmented chunks sizzled like bacon. Butane radiance incinerated shavings resembling trimmed grass. Liquified remnants similar to tar filled a reflective cup. A scent comparable to burning hair, charred rubber, and skunk filled the cabin of Ivy's Chrysalis. A chin like cotton candy collapsed along amber tinted vinyl beside Ivy's head rest. Corners of narrow lips formed a fake smile above pale skin covering a narrow jaw line. A nose shaped like a candy cola bottle was fitted between thin, strawberry tinted cheeks. Drops of bourbon floated between narrow eyelids. One inch, gold colored spikes poked out of a flamingo tinted scalp. Brandy pupils facets wandered to left corners of piercing eyes. Bushy, golden eyebrows crushed tops of bony ocular caverns. Vertical seat puffs the color of ale padded the surfaces of Ivy's cozy car seats. Tree sap vinyl framed settled chair foam and enameled trapezoid head rests. Josh embedded almond lumbar fabric with claret scapula curtains hiding his bony ribs. Ivy produced tangerine sparkles by grating a stone ignitor disc with her thumb. Ivy's opposable digit ridges sank a tomato valve cap and released butane mist. Ivy penetrated her strawberry lip gloss with a zinc treated mouth piece. She incinerated chlorophyll pipe shavings with Josh's porcelain pocket blaster. Dehydrated pot shards sizzled like skunk bacon and transformed into smoldering muck. Sammy poised phony lip arcs eclipsing his flamingo chin beside Ivy's amber chair top. Sly ocular bourbon framed a candy cola nose bottle under Sammy's spiked hair gold. The invasive passenger examined Ivy's corn starch cheeks below daisy brow canopies. "Don't forget your homies, homey," Sammy barked. Sammy's slender facial features lifted off of ale tinted seat vinyl. A set of pale forearms folded beside Ivy's scalp restraint. Ends of ivory tinted sleeves were rolled below Sammy's bony elbows. Pearl colored buttons fastened quartz tinted silk across Sammy's chest. Sammy's thin neck erupted from a crisp, one inch thick collar. Limestone stained jeans descended from ivory flaps hanging from the bottom of Sammy's shirt. Cuffs of camel tinted denim dangled above three inches of pickle colored socks. Sammy's feet were stuffed into canvas shoes decorated with black and white, checkers. Puffed up cheeks appeared next to Sammy's pointed precipice. Three inch spikes the color of push broom bristles poked out of wide temples and scalp rims. Eyes the color of robin eggs convened below thick eyebrows like crow feathers. A chin the size of a soft ball rested along folded forearms as big around as pineapples. Funny bones like grapefruits spanned the inner corners of Ivy and Josh's seat backs. A citrus shaped left elbow crushed Sammy's scrawny forearm. A shotput sized humerus joint pinched Sammy's thin, pink skin. "Don't forget cha homies, homey," Sammy belted from hapless mouth frames. Sammy dumped his angular cheeks along folded forearms departing rolled sleeve ivory. Sammy's lanky throat evaded collar flaps eclipsing his polystyrene chest fasteners. His limestone jeans overlooked pickle sock crumples surmounting checkered slip ons. Face fat soft balls bearing push broom hair spokes embedded stacked wrist footballs. Robin egg irises headlined grapefruit funny bones crumpling Ivy's upper seat corners. "Puff, puff, pass, y'all," a set of rubbery lips spat between fat cheeks. Sammy's cotton candy limb jerked away from an intruding elbow. Sammy's long, thin fingers curled into a fist. The edges of Sammy's coiled digits collided with a thick bicep. Jagged knuckles sank into a navy blue shirt sleeve wrapped with thin, white bands. "Puff, puff, PASS, mo fuckas!" Bernie's lip blubber spat between his pudding cheeks. Sammy extracted carnation arm gristle pinned below Bernie's elbow pommelo. He hammered cream and blueberry sleeve streaks encasing his cohort's humerus gelatin. "God daaamn, Bernie," Sammy croaked. "Watch where you put your fat, motha fucker!" Bernie slopped thick arm flesh away from Ivy's seat back. Bernie's thick fingers sprouted like fireworks. Sausage digits collided with Sammy's xylophone chest. Bernie's thick knuckle extensions battered Sammy's slender ribs. Sammy's lungs decompressed. Sammy's flamingo pigmented cheeks dangled beside Ivy's scotch tinted head rest. His bourbon colored eyes popped open. Heated breath erupted from Sammy's thin lips. Narrow mouth edges sealing the lower half of Sammy's face stretched apart. "Puhh!!" Sammy belched. "God daaamn, Bernie," Sammy croaked using insidious digestive seams. "Why don't you-- watch where you put your fat, motha fucker?" Bernie battered Sammy's xylophone peck flanks with sprouted sausage digits. Sammy's compressed breathing bags puffed startled gasses between his slim oral flaps. "pUUHHHH!!" Sammy belched underneath horrified ocular bourbon. "Back up, kiiid--" Bernie groaned. "Back up, kihhhd--" Bernie purred from pillowy mouth flaps. Bernie's thick throat erupted from the collar of a navy blue t-shirt. Thin, coconut colored bands embellished the sleeves and trunk of Bernie's top. Bernie's thick chest squeezed into the top half of a striped trunk covering. A set of pearl colored buttons sealed a seam extending from Bernie's neck hole. The lower half of Bernie's shirt stretched over a jiggly stomach. Bernie's abdomen dressing was stuffed into a set of pine colored khakis. Necks of red high tops poked out of Bernie's birch tinted leg cuffs. White lace Xs strapped Bernie's strawberry tinted sneakers across thick calves and insteps. Porcelain sutures disappeared into tin reinforced holes bordering cherry red canvas. White, rubber caps protected the toes of Bernie's sneakers. Talc colored fingers suspended a chrome and cherry red pipe above Ivy's vinyl back rest. Fingers like sausages collapsed along edges of a zinc plated bowl. Long, skinny digits smacked Bernie's fat knuckle extensions. "Ahh!" Bernie belched Bernie's neck dough exited indigo and ivory t-shirt streaks circling his thick trunk. Coconut striations shrouding Bernie's stomach pudding eclipsed his roomy khaki pine. Twine Xs stitched high top sneaker claret beyond his neoprene toe ceramic. Bernie's sausage digits snatched a chrome pipe bowl departing Ivy's finger chalk. Sammy smacked Bernie's hefty knuckle extensions with his cotton candy nightcrawlers. "Ahhh!" Bernie belched using startled digestive seams. "Nowww, Bernie--" Sammy purred. Sammy yanked Josh's pipe away from Ivy's ghostly fingers. "Nowww, Bernieee--" Sammy grated past sly vocal ridges. Talc tinted fingers dangled a plastic, ivory colored shaft above the back of Ivy's seat. A chrome chimney was crimped to a polystyrene tube like vanilla pudding. Bernie's fat fingers yanked a Flic lighter away from nails coated with tar. Bernie extracted vanilla lighter plastic from Ivy's tar tipped grasping porcelain. "Here, Sammy," Bernie kindly responded. Bernie extended a white, plastic lighter beside Sammy's carnation tinted cheek. "Here we go, Sam-Sam," Bernie helpfully replied. Sammy balanced a chrome plated bowl the size of a medicine cup in front of his chest. He pointed at navy blue cotton stretched around Bernie's bicep with a zinc treated pipe bucket. Sammy pointed a weed shot glass at ivory chest sutures dividing Bernie's man tits. "Heyy-- 'ppreciate that, my man," Sammy croaked. Sammy pressed a mirror coated reed against a sly smile. Bernie ignited Josh's lighter. He sank a tangerine tinted flame into chunks of charred pot poking out of a glittering rim. Eruptions like cheddar burrowed into tar pigmented goop. Sammy's mouth and throat filled with skunk flavored vapors. Heated mist burned Sammy's tongue and scorched his uvula. Sausage sized digits poking out of Bernie's free hand squeezed into a fat fist. Bernie plunged a finger soft ball into Sammy's slender abs. Sammy's bourbon colored eyes popped open. Cotton candy cheeks yanked slender lips off of a chrome mouth piece. Sammy folded over scrawny thighs strapped with limestone tinted denim. Sammy's surprised lips puffed out steaming pot smoke. "Heyyy--" Sammy croaked from appreciative oral frames. "You're alright there, Berns." Sammy pierced his phony smirk with a chrome smoking reed and awaited flint strikes. Bernie torched putrid pot tar and scalded Sammy's anxious mouth and throat. He hammered Sammy's silk fastened abdomen gristle with knotted hot dog fingers. Sammy sloshed grim cheeks and expelled blistering exhaust from his startled lips. "Buh-hoo! Bah-haa! Puh-haaa!!" Sammy belched. Sammy inhaled a sharp breath. He cupped slender, flamingo pigmented digits in front of his lips. He coughed into a tunnel of cotton candy nightcrawlers. Bernie yanked a cherry tinted pipe away from Sammy's long, skinny fingers. He buried a chrome bulb between a set of eager lips. "Buh-hoo! Bah-haa! Puh-haaa!!" Sammy hacked from horrified face bismuth. Sammy funneled a panicked breath and coughed into a knuckle nightcrawler tunnel. Bernie recovered Josh's strawberry pot stick and siphoned a zinc plated mouth piece. Bernie squeezed a zinc coated mouth piece between surfaces of fat lips. He struck Josh's lighter. Bernie brushed a queso colored flame across Mary Jane shards poking out of a mirrored rim. Sammy swung a fistful of nightcrawler shaped digits. Sammy's flamingo tinted knuckle knot hammered pine colored fabric zipped over Bernie's nuts. Bernie ratcheted a ruby embellished tube away from his thick oral rims. Bernie's eyelids sank into his fat face. Robin egg tinted irises collapsed Bernie's pupils. Bernie struck Josh's Flic ignitor and torched Mary Jane particles with queso flares. Sammy popped Bernie's pine tinted nut covering with a willowy finger hammer. Bernie unloaded his fat lips and sank jolted eye flaps framing his robin egg irises. "aaAAaaaa--" Bernie squealed like a tea kettle. Pot smoke erupted from Bernie's mouth and nostrils. Coughs like molten steel preceded marijuana fog. "Eeee-- Ack! Uckk! Uckkk!! a-HWUK! a-HOCK! a-HAWKK!!" Bernie exhaled. Sammy's silk coated chest lifted off of limestone dyed denim covering his skinny thighs. Sammy's eyes pinched shut. His head tilted back. One inch, gold spikes poking out of Sammy's scalp flattened along his shirt collar. "Ack! Uckk! Uckkk!! a-HWUK! a-HOCK! a-HAWKK!!" Bernie belted from doughy mouth flaps. Sammy sealed his devious ocular seams and drilled seat amber with gold hair spikes. "Haa! Haa! Haaa!!" Sammy honked like a clown horn. Skinny fingers poking out of Sammy's right hand battered his left palm. "Haa! Haa! Haa!" Sammy honked like a clown horn. Bernie's scrawny seat companion battered his palm with cotton candy nightcrawlers. Drops of tar between Josh's eyelids searched a glass plane sealing Ivy's Chrysalis. A chrome plated tongue beebee glided across Josh's bottom lip. The mirror coated stud sealer slid to the left corner of Josh's narrow mouth rims. Josh's tongue swiveled a piercing cap the other direction. Josh searched Ivy's windshield and glided his tongue beebee across his bottom lip. "Awww fuck, fooool--" Josh purred. Josh looked above wine tinted fabric wrapping his left shoulder. Drops of tar adhered to Josh's corneas studied Sammy's grinning face. Bernie was bent over, holding his crotch. A set of irises the color of robin eggs peered below eyebrows like push broom bristles. "Aww fahhhck, fool--" Josh croaked using anxious digestive seams. Josh focused corneal tar drops on pale irises frosting Bernie's disgusted precipice. "Gyadd--" Bernie croaked. Bernie bobbed his fat face. "The *fuck*, yo?? What?" Baby blue shutters surrounding Bernie's pupils wandered to the left corners of his eyes. Robin egg irises peered through Ivy's windshield. Bernie studied raven tinted strands brushing pale, heart shaped cheeeks. He watched crow colored fishnet chutes tickling soft shoulders the color of buttermilk. A charcoal skirt spotted with hearts descended from perky tits like half baseballs. Valentine polka dots floated above a slender waist. Josh gazed through the Chrysalis' windshield. He licked his long, narrow lips. "Gyahhhd--" Bernie groaned from face gelatin above his crotch cradling sausage digits. "Wussuuup, dude??" Bernie probed the left corners of his eyes and searched the Chrysalis' driver glass. Bernie observed Wednesday's scalp charcoal brushing her heart shaped cheek ivory. He ogled fishnet coffee grazing bicep cream and heart spots skirting baseball tits. Wednesday's cropped jean soot surmounted calf quartz steering spiked shoe leather. "Pretty sure that's Wednesday," Josh remarked. Josh studied the back seat of Ivy's car. He spotted drops of bourbon hiding below Sammy's golden eyebrows. "Short black hair, right?" Josh inquired. Josh faced forward. "Prehhhtty sure that's Wednesday," Josh commented using somber face honey. Josh checked bourbon ocular drops bearing Sammy's shredded pineapple brows. "Short black hair?" Josh verified. "Pale skiiin--" Sammy croaked. Sammy's bony elbows sank into the inner corners of Josh and Ivy's seat backs. Bourbon colored shutters wandered across the surfaces of Sammy's corneas. "Isn't there supposed to be-- like a--" Sammy squinted. He forgot what he was talking about. Bernie's fat chest flattened Sammy's shoulder blades. Bernie's man tits cradled Sammy's right bicep. "Pale skihhhn--" Sammy reminisced with creepy vocal streaks. Josh's ominous sidekick grasped pilot lumbar foam and scanned Ivy's wind deflector. "Isn't there supposed to beee--" Sammy groaned from disoriented digestive seams. The dandelion haired, rear seat agitator forgot what he was talking about. Bernie slopped his reckless man tits along the edges of Sammy's silk shrouded bicep. "Mannn--" Bernie groaned. "I am fuckin' stoooned, G!" Bernie stared through a set of perky, light blue eyes. Dime sized pupils followed Wednesday's porcelain skin. Shutter ports like pennies traced heart spotted silk compressing Wednesday's perky breasts. "Mahhhhhn--" Bernie groaned past delirious lip pudding. "I am fuckin'-- stoooooned, G." Bernie examined Wednesday's ivory arm velvet and heart dots with dilated pupil dimes. "What'd I sayyy--" Sammy groaned. "What'd I sayyy--" Sammy croaked using impatient facial bubble gum. Sammy's head twisted like a top. Sammy stared at three inch, charcoal black spikes poking out of Bernie's scalp. Thick, grinning lips tore the lower half of Bernie's face in two. Uncontrollable laughter forced its way between Bernie's smiling mouth rims. Bernie searched Sammy's agitated precipice points and chuckled uncontrollably. "The-- The fuck you talkin' about, Sams??" Bernie squeezed through joyful cackles. Sammy stared through drops of bourbon below thick, golden eyebrows. "What-- What the fuck you talkin' 'bout, Sams??" Bernie wove with elated clucks. "I'm talking about--" Sammy responded. Sammy pointed over his shoulder with his thumb. "Them fat, sloppy mannn titties, fooool--" Sammy shoved a silk strapped upper arm against Bernie's chest flab. "You got 'em floppin' around all over my shit, Berns!!" Shiny, strawberry lips below Ivy's talc colored cheeks tore apart. Long, breathless cackles erupted from Ivy's scrawny aorta. Tiny, pale fingers curled in front of Ivy's grinning lips. Tar colored nails sank into chalk white skin connecting Ivy's lips and nostrils. Ivy's pale face swiveled. Champagne tinted irises focused on three inch coils poking out of Josh's scalp. "Daaamn--" Bernie groaned. Tiny robin eggs between Bernie's eyelids stared through the windshield of Ivy's Chrysalis. "Wednesday a fiiiine motha fucker, huh?" "I'm *talking* abowwwt--" Sammy grated under sinister ocular scotch. "Them fat, sloppy mannn titties." Sammy shoved Bernie's sweaty chest sacks with his porcelain elbow linen. "You got 'em-- floppin' all over my shit, yo!" Ivy split face cream with strawberry lips and exhaled giggles from her slim trachea. Bernie scoured elastic denim coal binding Wednesday's hips and her ta-ta heart candy. "Daaaaamn--" Bernie purred from fascinated lip mousse. "Wednesday's a fiiine motha fucker, huh?" Sammy enjoyed oscillating shoulder quartz overlooking Wednesday's pillowy thighs. Sammy squinted. "There's supposed to be a red-head with her, though." Bernie's thick sausage fingers crashed into amber tinted vinyl wrapping Josh's seat back. Josh leapt out of a neuronal fog. Sammy wrinkled curious optical grapefruit framing his butterscotch pupil facets. "Isn't there-- supposed to be a red-head, though?" the straw haired deviant pondered. Bernie startled Josh by hammering his amber reclining vinyl with sausage digits. "We 'bout to go grab this fine piece uh ass over here, or what?!" Bernie demanded. Josh faced forward. "Hey-- we 'bout to go snatch up this fine piece uh ass, or what??" Bernie demanded. "Wellll--" Josh purred. "I thought-- we might go talk her, you know? Yeah." "Jeee-sus Christ," Josh puffed past an indecisive chuckle. "I mean-- I thought we might go talk to her, you know? Yeah." "Shiiitt--" Bernie wailed. "I'm 'bout to go talk to her about this *dick*, motha fucker!!" Sammy's head tilted back. His anesthetized eye flaps wrinkled together. Cackles like clown horn toots erupted from Sammy's thin lips. "Shiiitt--" Bernie grumbled between frustrated softball cheeks. "I'm 'bout to go talk to her about this *dick*, motha fucker!" Sammy knotted anesthetized eye flaps and expelled clown horn toots using thin lips. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!!" Josh grinned. He looked over wine colored fabric covering his shoulder. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!" the deceptive crackpot proudly honked. "Damn, Bernie--" Josh responded. "You serious, right now?" Bernie's man titties flopped off of Sammy's bony shoulders. Bernie lifted his right arm. A sausage sized index finger pointed at the crotch of Bernie's pine colored khakis. "Damn, Bernieee--" Josh groaned from mischevious mouth flaps. "You-- serious, right now??" Bernie collected imposing udder dough and flaunted his pine tinted crotch covering. "I said-- I'm 'bout to give her some of this Bernie wormie, G!!" Bernie shouted. Bernie's fat fingers curled around a chrome bar shaped like a capital "L". The zinc coated bracket was fitted inside a shelf made of amber tinted plastic. The bourbon tinted box was installed near the back edge of Bernie's door panel. Bernie tugged a mirror tinted divisor towards the cabin of the car. He crashed into brandy pigmented hatch vinyl. He shoved Ivy's Chrysalis gate out of the way. Josh grinned. He opened his door. "Yo-- I'm 'bout to give her some of this Bernie wormie, G!" Bernie proudly declared. Bernie grabbed a capital "L" door bracket and dispatched the Chrysalis' rear gate. "Okayyy--" Josh groaned from grinning mouth rims. "I guess we're goin' out there." "O-kayyy--" Josh croaked between earnest oral frames. "I-- guess we're going, then." "Ahh! Haa! Haa! Haa!" Sammy honked. Sammy's long, skinny fingers searched amber vinyl covering the rear, driver's side door. Flamingo nightcrawlers tied themselves into knots around an "L" shaped bar. Concrete logs formed a ten foot circle surrounding quartz, slate, and cardinal red pebbles. Cement sticks bordering tiny, peppered stones were two inches thick. A set of stainless steel ladders erupted from the middle of a colorful gravel pit. Rows of steps were welded to opposite edges of a diamond plated mat. The reinforced platform was two feet long and twenty-four inches wide. A weather proof guard was melded to a walkway edge adjacent to the climbing struts. A chute descended from the opposite end of a stout playground plate. The falling half pipe was assembled from two foot long by twenty-four inch wide sections. Inner surfaces of connected semi-tubes were lined with slick, stainless steel. Outer rims of chain linked slide divisions were painted with alternating colors. The first region's skin was embellished with chocolate brown acrylic. The proceeding outside covering was pigmented banana yellow. Swirling partitions continued alternating in color from the platform to a layer of pebbles. Brown and yellow chutes dropped from a diamond plated strut. Colored slide segments curved left and descended. Chocolate and banana half pipes spiraled twice around a set of ladders. Partial tube divisions stopped six inches above a blanket of colorful gravel. Wide, flat blades the color of emeralds surrounded two inch thick, concrete logs. Long, cement bricks bordered cardinal, quartz, and slate grey rocks. Thick grass erupted from lush soil beside two foot squares of sidewalk. "Haa-haa-haa-haaaa--!" Sammy honked past sadistic saliva seals. Sammy coiled lanky digits around latch chrome embedding his bourbon hatch vinyl. Stainless steel ladders exited quartz, slate, and ruby pebbles packing cement banks. The paired steps framed a diamond plate mat secured with square tubing, jail bars. Banana and chocolate chute segments formed a spiral slide departing the opposite end. The half pipe projection encircled dual struts twice and overlooked a six inch gap. Emerald grass confetti spanned soil dividing hefty barrier logs and sidewalk tiles. A rubber cap shaped like a capital "D" landed near the middle of a cement block. A three inch shaft erupted from the silicone cover. The six centimeter extrusion descended from the heel of Wednesday's right shoe. The toe of Wednesday's footwear flattened in front of a three inch shank. A stopper protecting Wednesday's left shoe support collided with the next concrete brick. The point of Wednesday's opposite plantar covering collapsed in front of a supportive column. Wednesday's right foot lifted. A cow hide wrapped instep froze. A pointed, black leather town cruiser parked beside Wednesday's bison skinned footsie. One inch flaps extending from Wednesday's ox dermis insteps wiggled like butterfly wings. Ivory Achilles' tendons erupted from charcoal collars. Porcelain ankles disappeared into soot tinted tubes. Pipes of crow colored denim stood side by side. Long, raven black eyelashes formed quarter inch gaps. Icy, blue shutters froze near middles of narrow openings. Teal facets collapsed Wednesday's pupils to the size of pin heads. The bridge of Wednesday's nose wrinkled. Wednesday inhaled through tiny nostrils. She smelled skunk. Ruby lips above Wednesday's narrow chin opened a quarter inch. Wednesday's three inch heel spike centered a "D" shaped stopper along a cement tile. Her leather toe point precipitated an arch tower and plantar spade two feet away. Wednesday's trailing footwear froze beside her ivory calf before joining its partner. Instep butterfly wings nestled under charcoal shoe collars cradling Achilles quartz. Wednesday's lengthy lash tar gripped analytical pupils focalizing her teal irises. Wednesday siphoned skunky vapors using crumpled nasal chutes above her nose beebee. "...is that-- what i *think* it is?..." Wednesday squeezed between porcelain tinted teeth. Bernie dropped on a concrete square in front of Wednesday. White caps protecting Bernie's sneakers pointed at leather spades covering Wednesday's toes. Wednesday stared into eye shutters like robin eggs. Three inch keratin spikes the color of push broom bristles poked out of Bernie's scalp. Fat fingers extending from Bernie's right hand surrounded a slick, cherry red tube. A one inch tall, two centimeter wide, chrome plated bowl adorned a ruby stick. A zinc plated teardrop was threaded to the opposite end of a strawberry pipe. Bernie pressed a mirror coated mouth piece against a set of fat lips. The digits of Bernie's left hand surrounded a plastic lighter the color of ivory. Bernie's thumb crushed a stone wheel attached to a chrome ignitor chimney. Bernie's opposable finger collapsed a strawberry red plane behind a graphite disc. A one inch flame the color of a tangerine erupted from a zinc treated cap. Eyes like sea ice gazed into irises the color of robin eggs. Wednesday exhaled a nervous sigh. Bernie lifted Josh's lighter beside the bowl of his pipe. He grazed tar colored shards with a neon orange flame. Bernie's eyelids collapsed. Bernie created a syphon with his thick mouth rims. Hot, burning vapors grazed the surface of Bernie's tongue. Scorching mist funneled into Bernie's throat. Bernie's eyes opened. Bernie tugged a ruby embellished pipe away from his fat lips. A set of hazy eyelids collapsed Bernie's dime shaped pupils. Holes dividing quarter sized robin eggs studied crow feathers curled above frosty eyes. Bernie watched raven black strands drift across edges of pale cheeks in a light breeze. He gazed at trembling, ruby red lips. Bernie's mouth opened. A tube of ceramic colored smoke poured out of Bernie's lips. "...is that-- what i *think* it is?..." Wednesday hissed between cautious lip rubies. Bernie parked ceramic shoe caps in front of Wednesday's spiked pedal sculptures. Wednesday scanned Bernie's robin egg cornea facets and push broom scalp bristles. Bernie's sausage digits pierced his lip steak with oral chrome serving a cherry pipe. Bernie struck Josh's porcelain ignitor and scorched pot goop packing crematory zinc. Wednesday examined cue ball cheeks with ocular sea ice and exhaled a nervous huff. Bernie grated his throat and sand paper mouth meat with searing marijuana exhaust. He searched Wednesday's forehead crow feathers with his intoxicated viewing dimes. He admired raven filaments brushing Wednesday's cheeks and her quaking, cherry lips. The dazed path obstructor ejected ceramic pot gasses from his rubbery mouth frames. "...mannn..." Bernie squeezed out of lungs filled with pot smoke. Bernie blew a dash of pearl tinted mist beside his right bicep. He gazed into sapphires fastened to Wednesday's corneas. "You are a *sweet* little thing. Aren't you?" Bernie's arm extended from navy blue, cotton fabric covering his thick chest. Bernie's fat fingertips launched Josh's pipe. Wednesday's slender biceps tightened against her ribs. A ruby pigmented smoking device spun like a helicopter blade. A strawberry column sailed above raven strands erupting from Wednesday's scalp. The pipe's cherry red shaft landed across the tips of Sammy's fingers. Thin lips parted above a narrow chin the color of cotton candy. "...mannn..." Bernie sculpted using bud smoked vocal streaks. Bernie evicted a vapor puff and gazed at Wednesday's uncertain cornea sapphires. "You are a *sweet* little thing," Bernie abruptly commented from surly mouth seams. "Aren't you?" Bernie sloshed a ruby smoking device above Wednesday's tense bicep, licorice weaves. Eager nightcrawlers below Sammy's grinning lips snatched the helicopter cherry chute. "Fuckin'-- AAA--" Sammy purred. Sammy lifted his free hand. Sammy's long, skinny fingers opened in front of tiny, pearl tinted buttons. Fasteners like mint candies strapped crisp, white fabric across Sammy's narrow chest. Wednesday watched above a sheet of raven black fishnet wrapping her shoulder. Josh's white, plastic lighter collided with Sammy's pale palm. Cotton candy nightcrawlers sprouting from Sammy's knuckles crushed a plastic shaft like ivory. Sammy pressed a chrome plated mouth piece against a set of thin lips. Sammy's right hand fingers suspended the chimney of Josh's lighter above a mirrored bowl. The digits of Sammy's left hand created a canopy above the tip of a polystyrene pot ignitor. "Well hey there, gorgeous," Sammy croaked. Sammy flicked a stone wheel covering a Flic lighter flint. Drops of bourbon peered above Sammy's pink knuckles. Brandy droplets gazed into light blue shutters surrounding Wednesday's pupils. "Need some fries to go with that shake?" Sammy studied cheddar tinted flames erupting from Josh's plastic ignitor. Wednesday listened to pot crackling underneath Sammy's fingertips. Wednesday faced forward. She gazed into hazy, baby blue irises. "Fuckin'-- ayyy--" Sammy extruded past affectionate mouth seams. Wednesday watched Sammy capture Josh's Flic lighter above her lattice shoulder soot. Sammy situated zinc lip pewter and formed a tulip finger canopy above lighter ivory. "Hello, gor-geousss--" Sammy whistled past sinister gnawing pearls. Sammy sparked butane and peered at Wednesday's eye frost above bubble gum knuckles. "Need some fries to go with that shake?" Sammy insinuated below ominous ocular ale. Wednesday dismissed crackling pot and examined Bernie's robin egg pupil slivers. "W-What is this?" Wednesday forced out. Wednesday showed Bernie a set of nervous palms. Blood droplets leaked from Wednesday's left wrist. "What-- the fuck is goin' on??" Wednesday heard pebbles crunching under underneath sloppy sneaker mats. Wednesday's head turned. Wednesday stared into eyes like drops of tar. Pitch tinted pupil facets gazed below a square of three inch coils the color of scotch. Cheek bones poked through walnut skin supporting eyes as black as coal. A chrome ball threaded to a wandering tongue stud grazed thin lips. A slender, walnut tinted neck erupted from a t-shirt the color of red wine. Wednesday heard boots collapse along gravel. Wednesday looked beside Josh. Irises like drops of champagne peered below tangerine tinted eye shadow. Blueberry strands sprouted from a talc colored scalp. Indigo hair filaments faded to plum purple followed by pomegranate. Raspberry threads became cherry red tips beside transparent, black nylon tubes. See through chutes surrounded thin, chalk tinted biceps. Strawberry red lips glistened above a leather strap surrounding an ivory pigmented neck. One inch, chrome spikes poked out of a cow hide band. Ivy's cherry stained lips curved into a sinister smirk. Ivy gazed into Wednesday's eyes and shook her head. "wwWhat is this?" Wednesday demanded from troubled lip claret. Wednesday flaunted innocuous palm cream and revealed leaking cherry, wrist syrup. "What-- the fuck do you want?" Wednesday addressed gravel sanding sneaker mats and greeted Josh's optical tar drops. Josh's lanky neck extended a beebee lip grazer and scotch head puffs from shirt wine. Wednesday spotted kiwi irises cleaving mango flaps above boots sanding loose pebbles. She traced blueberry scalp strands fading cherry red beside coal clouded bicep ivory. Ivy poised devious lip roses above reflective throat spikes and shook her head. "'sup, Wednesday?" oral rims six inches from Wednesday's ear requisitioned. Wednesday gazed into irises like ends of glow sticks. Wednesday's head turned. Wednesday stared at drops of tar. Raven black eyebrows pointed at the outer corners of Wednesday's eyes. A nervous tongue like a chunk of rubber attempted to wet Wednesday's ruby red lips. "'sup, Wednesday?" Josh's saggy oral rims fired into Wednesday's ear canal. Wednesday searched Ivy's glow stick irises, then checked Josh's prying ocular tar. She wrinkled timid eye caverns and grated her nervous lip rubies with tongue rubber. "Umm-- who are *you*?" Wednesday inquired. Josh's leg swung like a golf club. Josh's denim wrapped shin compressed heart spotted silk covering Wednesday's stomach. A gallon of air gushed out of Wednesday's lungs. "Puhh!!" Wednesday belched. Wednesday dropped on bouncy blades of thick grass. Wednesday's jean strapped hiny compressed soft dirt. The heels of Wednesday's shoes sank into lush soil like tent spikes. Wednesday's nose hammered raven tinted denim covering her bony kneecap. Wednesday's head tilted back. Blood leaked from Wednesday's tiny nostrils. Hot crimson dribbled across Wednesday's slender chin. Cozy claret trickled down Wednesday's chest. Wednesday detected plasma soup gushing between her boobs. She collapsed a set of shaking, raven spotted fingers on top of her nose and lips. She groaned into a sweat coated palm. "MMmmmm--" Wednesday exhaled between saline soaked palm pillows. Wednesday's eyes pinched shut. Tears dribbled off ends of long, mascara coated eyelashes. Wednesday started bawling. She sealed pitiful whimpers behind the back of her tongue. Wednesday's blood soaked lips hopped against the inner surfaces of her nervous fingers. Wednesday detected slender, ice cold digits sneaking below her chin. Wednesday's crimson spattered knuckle extensions toppled off of her face. Her palms braced themselves along soft grass surrounding her hips. Wednesday's head tilted back. Her eyelids uncovered frosty, blue irises. Josh stood, bent over. He cupped Wednesday's narrow jaw between his thumb and forefinger. He stared into Wednesday's light blue eye shutters. Angry, scotch colored eyebrows pointed at the inner corners of Josh's ocular ports. Wednesday's velvet lips tore themselves apart. Panicked, terrified breaths squeezed out of Wednesday's vocal chords. "Who-- Who *are* you?" Wednesday demanded using apprehensive face porcelain. Josh clubbed Wednesday's abdominal heart spots with his indigo shin denim. "pUHHHH--" Wednesday ejected from startled air sacks. Wednesday's heel spikes and hiny struck grass and united her nose with her kneecap. Wednesday grazed cherry syrup frosting her lips and chin with shaking nail licorice. "mMMmmm--" the raven haired mistress groaned past her sweat coated palm pillows. Wednesday sealed pitiful whimpers with her tongue and extruded mascara stained tears. She detected slender, ice digits squeezing underneath her shivering jaw porcelain. Wednesday braced frosty field reeds framing her hips with crimson soaked digit coals. Josh tipped Wednesday's timid jaw cream and greeted her with grim optical chocolate. Wednesday heaved panicked breaths past her terrified vocal striations. "*I'll* ask the fucking questions around here," Josh barked. Josh leaned forward. He spit between Wednesday's teal pigmented eyes. "Bitch," Josh snapped. Wednesday gazed out of sopping wet eyelashes. She crushed a set of quivering lips together. Josh's spit dribbled to the end of Wednesday's nose. Lathered saliva glided down soft, blood soaked lips. Wednesday's eyes refused to focus on Josh's. Wednesday's eye flaps folded together. Wednesday's face attempted to divert from Josh's line of sight. Josh wiggled Wednesday's jaw. "Wudda you know about my brother, Wednesday?!?" Josh demanded. Wednesday scoured thoughts. She tried to understand what she was being asked. She trembled so badly, her chin jiggled Josh's scrawny wrist and bicep. Josh studied raven colored strands stuck to blood leaking from Wednesday's nostrils. Angry eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Josh's nose. Josh's slender fingers released Wednesday's chin. Walnut pigmented nightcrawlers sank into crow tinted locks sprouting from Wednesday's scalp. Bony digits squeezed into a fist. "*I'll* ask the fffucking questions around here," Josh hissed between somber lips. Josh fired hateful saliva droplets between Wednesday's timid ocular sapphires. "Stupid bitch," Josh snarked. Josh's spit bubbles parted Wednesday's cowering eye teal and skimmed her oral rubies. Josh wiggled Wednesday's horrified face ivory using his disgusted knuckle extensions. "Wudda you know about my *brother*, Wednesday??" Josh extruded past feral bicuspids. Wednesday scoured frantic neurons and sloshed Josh's carpal brim like shaken custard. Josh sifted raven strands adhering Wednesday's nasal claret under fierce brow scotch. He released Wednesday's chin cream and siezed her scalp licorice with his bony fist. "Gyah!" Wednesday screeched. Wednesday's face swiveled. Wednesday pried apart bronze stained eye coverings. She stared into drops of tar between Josh's angry eyelids. She inhaled quick, horrified breaths between rows of ceramic tinted teeth. Wednesday shook her head, gingerly. "I-- I--" Wednesday forced between panicked breaths. "I-- don't knowww--" Wednesday sucked in heavy gasps. "I don't know-- w-who your brother isss--" Josh tightened agitated digits. He snapped Wednesday's head back like he was swinging a hammer. Wednesday's light blue eyes popped open. Wednesday forced nervous, rubbery lips together. She stared into Josh's tar tinted eye shutters and awaited instructions. Josh gazed into Wednesday's seawater colored irises. He squinted. "Gahh!" Wednesday belted from blood varnished lip rubies. Wednesday sprouted her bronze stained eye flaps and probed Josh's savage cornea tar. She siphoned desperate puffs between her teeth and swiveled cautious cheek ivory. "I-I-I--" Wednesday juggled with leery mouth meat. "I d-don't-- kn-owww--" The sorrowful vixen channeled frosty gasses between her shivering mouth frames. "I don't *know* who your brother is." Josh tugged Wednesday's jumpy raven threads using his vicious knuckle nightcrawlers. He combed Wednesday's pitiful precipice points and tapered his analytical viewports. "T-Travis," Josh explained. "T-Travis," Josh wrangled from puzzled digestive seals. Wednesday stared at Josh's bony face. Wednesday's heart thumped in her throat. Her soft, ruby red lips forced themselves apart. Wednesday's foreboding heart thumps rocked her nervous precipice porcelain. Wednesday dragged tongue flesh like sand paper across her ruby stained lips. "W-What're you *talking* about?!" Josh's face dropped. Walnut tinted skin covering Josh's forehead compressed pale flesh above Wednesday's eyes. Josh stared into Wednesday's frosty irises. Wednesday lapped hemoglobin soup coating her ruby lips using sand paper tongue hide. "W-What're you *talking* about?!" Wednesday frantically demanded. Josh nuzzled Wednesday's forehead cream and glared at her defensive ocular frost. "That's not what *I* heard--" Josh croaked. Wednesday's teeth mashed together. A long, terrified moan erupted from Wednesday's throat. Wednesday shook her head. Wednesday's ivory forehead flesh rotated Josh's bony face. "That's not what *I* hearrrd--" Josh croaked using sinister teeth coverings. Wednesday groaned and sanded Josh's noggin hide with her dismissive brow quartz. "I don't know-- what you're talking about--" Wednesday whimpered from quivering lips. Josh's face jumped off of Wednesday's terrified precipice. Josh looked away and rolled his eyes. "I-- don't know what you're *talking* abowwwt--" Wednesday cobbled from evasive lips. Josh fled Wednesday's face ivory and probed his upper eyes with angry cornea coals. "Ohh, my God--" Josh grumbled. "Ohhh, my Gahhhd--" Josh grumbled from irritated facial nooks. "I don't know-oh-ohh--" Wednesday bawled. "What-- What is he-- like, missing??" Josh faced Wednesday. He nodded, sarcastically. "I don't know-oh-ohhh--!" Wednesday bawled. "W-What is he, like-- misseeeeng?" Josh swiveled agitated deltoid gristle and bobbled sarcastic precipice caramel. "Is he missing?" Josh parroted. "Is he *missing*?" Josh parroted from disgusted walnut cheeks. The palm of Josh's free hand collided with Wednesday's cheek. Wednesday's eyes pinched themselves shut. A shriek forced its way between Wednesday's chattering teeth. Josh studied Wednesday's blood soaked, trembling cheeks. His slender digits uncoiled. Wednesday's licorice hair strands poured out of Josh's fingers. Wednesday felt her head falling. She tightened her arms and sucked in sharp breaths. Wednesday's eyes popped open. Wednesday stared into tar tinted quarters attached to Josh's corneas. Josh stared at Wednesday's teal eye shutters. He rolled his eyes. He reached beside raven fishnets surrounding Wednesday's shoulder. Wednesday jumped. Josh extracted a startled shriek by smacking Wednesday's porcelain cheek velvet. He freed the timid vixen's scalp licorice and scoured her cherry dotted face cream. Wednesday braced her panicked ribs with bicep fishnets and probed Josh's iris coals. Josh rolled impatient ocular tar and snatched Wednesday's blueberry book bag denim. "Ahhh!" Wednesday shrieked. She panted like a dog. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" Josh stared into Wednesday's icy blue irises. He showed Wednesday a two inch wide, denim harness. The thick strap was the color of blueberries. Wednesday gazed into tar colored shutters surrounding Josh's pupils. She squeezed panicked puffs between porcelain tinted teeth. Josh's palms flattened coils of emerald green grass. Josh shoved himself to his feet. Wednesday's blue jean back pack dangled beside indigo wads surrounding Josh's thigh. Josh stomped across soft chlorophyll reeds. He stepped onto a square of sidewalk. He swiveled on toes of worn skate shoes. He studied Wednesday's panicked precipice. Josh stood between Bernie and Sammy. Bernie suspended Josh's cherry red pipe in front of shirt stripes wrapping his shoulder. Tubes of white mist erupted from Bernie's nostrils. Josh stared at Wednesday. A skinny, walnut colored arm flattened on top of Josh's stomach. The elbow of Josh's opposite lower limb sank into his palm. Wednesday's denim back pack dangled from the fingers of Josh's left hand. Josh's funny bone crushed a denim strap along surfaces of carpal pillows. Josh's thumb and forefinger surrounded his skinny chin. Josh took a breath. "Ah!" Wednesday belted from horrified lip rubies. "ahh-- ahh-- ahh--" she aspirated like a panicked puppy. Josh glared at Wednesday's pitiful visual sapphires and used jade grass to stand up. He lugged Wednesday's blue jean back pack from chlorophyll sprouts to sidewalk tiles. He parked between Bernie and Sammy and examined Wednesday's uneasy precipice ceramic. Bernie offered Josh his cherry pipe and exhaled ivory exhaust from his nostrils. Josh gripped bony elbow points with back pack hoists and cupped his thoughtful chin. "I've heard enough of this shit," Josh belched. Josh looked at Sammy. He faced the other direction. He gazed into Bernie's robin egg colored irises. Josh's long skinny fingers toppled off of his chin. Wednesday's back pack hammered indigo denim surrounding his upper leg. Josh motioned towards Wednesday with his fingers. "Bring her ass to the car--" Josh instructed. Josh swiveled on sloppy, rubber soles hanging from the bottoms of his sneakers. He headed for the car. Josh swirled scrawny digits above his head. "Do whatever the fuck you want to her," Josh barked. Bernie looked at Sammy. He pursed his thick lips. He looked above navy blue and ivory streaking his shoulder. He offered Josh's pipe to Ivy. Ivy grinned. She extended a chalk colored arm wrapped in transparent nylon. She snatched Josh's weed ignitor and a ruby pigmented tube from Bernie's fat fingers. Wednesday supported herself with her palms. She watched Sammy and Bernie, carefully. Wednesday's frosty, blue eyes popped open. Thin, raven colored eyebrows climbed Wednesday's forehead behind six inch licorice strands. Wednesday's head wobbled from side to side. "I've heard enough of this shit," Josh promptly reported. The ginger coiled chairman popped his indigo leg denim with Wednesday's school texts. "Bring her ass to the car," Josh instructed. Josh checked his rowdy friends' devious faces and swiveled on sloppy sneaker soles. "Do whatever the *fuck* you want to her," Josh pelted from his disgusted mouth seams. Bernie presented Sammy an approving smirk and offered Ivy her boyfriend's toker pipe. Ivy snatched Josh's paraphernalia using finger chalk exiting crystal sleeve charcoal. Wednesday plowed felt turf and sifted Bernie and Sammy's savage faces with eye frost. "N-No--" Wednesday protested. Bernie and Sammy dropped on thick, emerald colored blades. Wednesday's fingers clawed rich topsoil. Wednesday tightened terrified biceps. She tugged ligaments connecting her lower limbs to her feet. The collars of Wednesday's leather shoes gripped her skinny ankles. Cow hide Achilles' straps stretched Wednesday's calves. Crow tinted heel shafts three inches long were staked into the ground. "G-Guyyys--" Wednesday pleaded. Sammy crouched beside soot tinted denim stretched around Wednesday's right hip. He flattened his limestone wrapped hiny along his checkered heels. Sammy's piercing, bourbon tinted irises stared into Wednesday's icy blue eye shutters. A hint of a smile tilted the corners of Sammy's thin lips. Wednesday's blood ran cold. She thought Sammy looked like a hideous, grinning maniac. "N-No--" Wednesday protested using grim cheek porcelain. The licorice haired maiden observed Josh's twisted friends wading emerald confetti. She clawed topsoil with raven finger caps and strained ligaments piloting her feet. She distended bicep ivory woven with nylon soot and thrashed embedded heel spikes. "Jesus Chrrrist--" Wednesday snarled from horrified lip rubies. Sammy saddled his heel checks and invaded Wednesday's ocular teal with cornea scotch. A fleeting smile eclipsing Sammy's flamingo chin tilted his disgusting oral flaps. "Awww--" Sammy croaked. "Awww--" Sammy croaked from sympathetic precipice bubble gum. You afraid of catching a disease or some shit?" Wednesday stared into Sammy's fierce, glowing eyes. She didn't understand what Sammy was getting at. You worried about catchin' a disease or some shit?" Wednesday searched Sammy's piercing optical ale and pondered his bizarre comment. "What-- *this* dick??" Bernie squawked. Wednesday looked up. Bernie pointed at pine tinted fabric covering his crotch. "What-- *this* dick??" Bernie belted from cue ball cheeks. Wednesday noticed Bernie parading pine pigmented textile cradling his crotch. Bernie pointed between sapphire shutters surrounding Wednesday's pupils. "How *dare* you accuse me of some shit like that!" Bernie's fat lips curled into a grin. Maniacal laughter erupted from Bernie's thick oral rims. Bernie bent over. Bernie's jiggly biceps and wrists extended from his chest. "Pfft!" Sammy blew between hysterical mouth seams. "Fooool-- ssshut the fuck up," Sammy extracted from chuckling oral flaps. Bernie folded like canned cheese and dangled arm gelatin from his giggling man tits. "W-Wait--" Wednesday pleaded. Wednesday shifted away from Bernie using her palm. "wwWait a minute!!" Sammy's skinny arms snaked underneath Wednesday's armpits. Sammy collapsed on top of a three inch fishnet tube framing Wednesday's shoulder. Sammy's upper arms squeezed Wednesday's ribs. His long, skinny fingers sank into Wednesday's tiny tits. "Wayyyt--" Wednesday wrangled past mortified lip rubber. Wednesday retrieved panicked, raven digit dots from Bernie's invasive finger snakes. "wwWait a minute!!" Wednesday shrieked using cherry waxed digestive seals. Sammy nuzzled Wednesday's Cupid rib silk and buried lanky fingers in her apple tits. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!" Sammy honked in Wednesday's ear. Wednesday's lower jaw collapsed. The back of Wednesday's skull dangled between her shoulder blades. Wednesday's terrified eyelids folded together. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!" Sammy honked beside Wednesday's ear canal. Wednesday divided passive scapulas with stunned hair soot and crumpled her eye flaps. "ahhh--" Wednesday whimpered between wobbly lips. Wednesday detected tears collecting near the corners of her eyes. "aaahh--" Wednesday wheezed past trembling lip rubies. Wednesday detected saline beebees penetrating her petrified ocular shields. "Check this shit out--" Bernie observed. Bernie pointed at leather spades surrounding Wednesday's toes. "Her fuckin'-- shoes are stuck in the mud, yo! What the fuck??" Bernie's floppy man tits collapsed on top of Wednesday's narrow shoulders. Bernie's arms strapped around polka dotted silk surrounding Wednesday's waist. Bernie's head tilted back. The rear of Bernie's skull sank between mounds of flesh surrounding his neck. Laughter erupted from Bernie's fat lips. Wednesday's long, slender eyebrows pointed down the bridge of her nose. Wednesday's tense biceps and wrists fidgeted. Wednesday was totally outmatched. She felt like she was buried in mud up to her neck. "Fool, check *this* shit out--" Bernie rambled using inebriated face putty. Bernie flaunted angular shoe leather framing Wednesday's straining Achilles cream. "Her fuckin'-- shoes are stuck in the mud, yo!" Bernie belched. "What the fuhhhck??" Bernie cradled Wednesday's bicep nets with man tits and seized her spotted ab silk. Bernie tilted slate hair spikes between his shoulder fat and expelled giddy laughter. Wednesday shimmied nylon deltoid lattice like she was trapped in quicksand. "Awww, shiiit--" Sammy groaned. "Don't worry, little girly girl. We'll get you-- un-- stuck-ified." Sammy hooted another clown horn laugh. Bernie cackled. "Aww, sheee-ut--" Sammy assured the struggling, dark haired damsel. "Now don't worry, doll-face. Me and ol' Berrrns will get you un-- stuck-i-fied." Sammy's cackling companion pried laughter like clown horn toots from his thin lips. "Yeah-- shit, mannn--" Bernie grumbled. "No worries! I got you covered, lady--" Bernie snaked his jiggly arms around Wednesday's skinny calves. Bernie's wrists and biceps compressed raven tinted denim surrounding Wednesday's lower legs. The rear of Wednesday's skull rested along her spine. Wednesday stared at the backs of her eyelids. She shook with sobs. Tears leaked out of Wednesday's mascara coated ocular flaps. "Yeah-- I got this!" Bernie yelped. Bernie tugged Wednesday's calves. Sammy lifted Wednesday's upper body off of emerald tinted grass. He shoved himself to his feet. "Yeahhh, my little sweet momma--" Bernie wrangled from his giggling face fat. "We'll get you out this mess in *no* time." Bernie strained Wednesday's buttermilk calf grapefruits with pillowy arm lassos. Wednesday cuddled her neck and extruded mascara stained tears from grim optical orbs. Sammy hoisted Wednesday's tender spinal nerves using his lean breast constrictors. "Herrre--" Sammy croaked. "I'll give you a hand, my mannn." Wednesday wiggled between Sammy's skinny upper arms. Sammy's biceps tightened. His fingers crushed mammary glands below Wednesday's thin breast skin. "Heyyy--" Sammy groaned near Wednesday's ear canal. Sammy's right hand digits glided off of Wednesday's tiny titty. Snakes like cotton candy slithered along the edge of Wednesday's soft neck. Sammy's long, skinny fingers snuck below raven tinted strands tickling Wednesday's cheek. Sammy brushed licorice filaments away from Wednesday's pale face. "Hang on there, pretty girrrl--" Sammy purred. Sammy flicked his tongue like a reptile. The tip of Sammy's saliva coated mouth flesh grazed the ridges of Wednesday's ear. "Herrre--" Sammy croaked from devious mouth seams. "I'll give you a hand, my mahhhn--" Sammy wadded mammary sacks supporting Wednesday's heart spotted hooter silk. "heyyy--" Sammy purred beside Wednesday's meager auditory pleats. Sammy brushed Wednesday's neck quartz and grazed ivory cheeks under her scalp soot. "just relax, sweet cheeks--" Sammy lapped Wednesday's delicate listening ridges like a pleased puppy. "we're gonna take gooood care of yooou--" "Ahhh!" Wednesday shrieked. Wednesday jerked her disgusted face away from Sammy's juicy digestion sensor. "aaAAAA!!" Wednesday shrieked from agitated precipice porcelain. The grim lawn impaler shielded her saliva juiced audio siphon with shoulder mesh. Sammy tightened his arms around Wednesday's ribs. He looked down. "Ready, my man?" Sammy inquired. Sammy braced Wednesday's chest sacks and rib planks, then checked his buddy's face. "Ready, Berns?" Sammy demanded from his vicious cohort. "Yeah, sonnn--" Bernie croaked. "Yeah, sonnn--" Bernie passed between ambitious oral flaps. Bernie tugged Wednesday's calves away from her shoes. Sammy stretched Wednesday's slender, heart spotted trunk. Wednesday detected her shoulder ligaments hyperextending. Bernie and Sammy strained Wednesday's leather bridled ankles and love dotted flanks. "Gyahh!!" Wednesday shouted. "You guys! Please!" Wednesday swallowed a tiny amount of liquid she mustered up. Wednesday tasted blood oozing down the back of her throat. "P-Please don't do this to meee--" Wednesday groaned. Sammy's slender, cotton candy digits curled on top of Wednesday's claret soaked lips. Sammy squeezed Wednesday's mouth rims together. "GyaaAAAA!!" Wednesday squealed. "You guyyys! Pleeease!!" Wednesday gulped blood flooding her throat using a drop of nervous saliva. "P-Please don't do this to meeEEEEE!!" Wednesday belted from terrified vocal streaks. Sammy crumpled Wednesday's blood soaked mouth satin with his tulip digit segments. "Daaamn--" Sammy purred next to Wednesday's ear spirals. "You make a lot of noise, for such a tiny, little thing." Wednesday exhaled a frustrated groan between Sammy's scrawny fingers. Sammy and Bernie expanded Wednesday's body like taffy. Wednesday felt the collars of her shoes dragging down her heels. She detected her slender insteps squeezing past tubes of fitted leather. Bernie yanked Wednesday's skinny calves like denim wrapped turnips. Wednesday's tiny feet slipped out of her black leather footwear. "dayyyum--" Sammy snarled beside Wednesday's mortified ear spirals. "You make a lot of noise for such a-- tiny, little thing." Wednesday stretched like taffy and jolted Sammy's wimpy fingers with painful cries. She detected fitted shoe leather sanding her passing heel and instep velvet. Bernie heaved Wednesday's denim calf soot and freed her stubborn foot turnips. A loss of tension caused the stoned clodhopper pirates to stumble along park grass. "Whoooa!" Bernie shouted. Bernie stumbled. Sammy noticed an absence of tension. He relaxed his skinny biceps and stumbled backwards. Wednesday's jean covered hiny sank into soft grass blades and lush dirt. Sammy dragged Wednesday backwards a few steps. He studied raven spotted digits poking out of Wednesday's undressed footsies. Sammy's lips curled into a sadistic grin. Clown horn toots escaped Sammy's smiling face. "Whoooa!" Bernie belted from startled precipice dough. Sammy parked Wednesday's hiny denim and noticed raven digit dots eclipsing her shins. The golden spiked nihilist expelled clown horn toots from sadistic bubble gum cheeks. Bernie collapsed along emerald embellished park soil. He spotted Sammy cackling like a maniac. He bobbed a head spotted with push broom spikes. He looked where Wednesday's shoes were stuck. Wednesday's leather sculpted footwear was poking out of the mud. A hideous smirk tore Bernie's puffed cheeks apart. Uncontrollable laughter bellowed from Bernie's fat lips. Sammy pointed at the toes of Wednesday's shoes. "You-- You'd better get those, fool!" Sammy instructed. "They'll probably be able to trace those or some shit. Grab 'em!" Bernie strapped thick digits around cow hide spades erupting from rich park muck. Bernie dropped on his shins where Wednesday was stuck. He tightened his jiggly biceps. Bernie packed lush foliage and saluted Sammy's cackling face with his spiked noggin. He spotted Wednesday's fine leather mud pickets and dispatched breathless chuckles. Sammy addressed the disgusted matron's molted heels with giddy knuckle nightcrawlers. "G-Grab those, fooool!" Sammy wrangled from intoxicated speaking seams. "They can prolly-- trace 'em or some shit." Bernie cradled his rump with cherry ankle canvas and squeezed Wednesday's toe spades. "ERRrrrrr!!" Bernie snarled. "errRRRRR!!" Bernie grunted from determined oral frames. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!" Sammy honked. Wednesday attempted to scramble away from Sammy's slender arms. Sammy tightened his bony biceps around Wednesday's ribs. He crushed Wednesday's blood stained lips below his long, skinny fingers. Sammy studied Wednesday's pale cheek. "Motha fuckerrr--" Sammy groaned. "I'm gonna bite your little-- titties off, if you don't stop that shit." The corners of Wednesday's eyes wrinkled. Wednesday turned her head. She stretched her porcelain facial features away from Sammy's cold gaze. "Awww--" Sammy purred. "Aren't you just a sweet little thing." Sammy lowered set of thin lips. The tip of Sammy's tongue flattened along Wednesday's soft cheek. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!" Sammy joyfully honked. Wednesday tested Sammy's puny limbs, triggering them to crimp her ribs and lips. "motha fuck-errr--" Sammy grumbled from sinister oral seals. "if you don't *stop* that shit--" Sammy warned. "I'm gonna-- bite your fuckin' titties off." Wednesday sloshed aching cheek satin and chest slats straining Sammy's bony joints. "awww--" Sammy purred from adoring teeth coverings. "Aren't you just a *sweet* little thing." Sammy grated skin minerals frosting Wednesday's face velvet using his soggy tongue. "MMmmm--" Wednesday groaned into Sammy's flamingo knuckle extensions. Sammy glided saline saturated oral flesh across Wednesday's velvet facial skin. He tasted foundation. "MM-mm-mmmm-mmmm--" Wednesday moaned through peaks of breathless sobs. Sammy's head tilted back. Gratified eye flaps sealed piercing, bourbon colored irises. "MMMm-mm-mm-mmMM--" Sammy's flamingo graspers sealed behind Wednesday's sobbing lip rubies. Sammy searched his captive's shivering dermis quartz and sealed gratified eye flaps. "Awww, fuck mee--" Sammy croaked. Sammy's scotch tinted irises followed the curves of Wednesday's pale cheeks. "Damn you're sexy, girl. wwWow." Bernie's flabby fingers crashed into his chest. Wednesday's slick, leather shoes collided with Bernie's man tits. Bernie stumbled on soles of cherry red high tops. He gazed above striped, navy blue fabric stretched around his fat shoulder. He showed Sammy Wednesday's spiked footwear. "Fuhhhck meeee--" Sammy croaked using anticipatory throat oscillators. Sammy sifted cheek ivory overflowing his lip sealers and licorice woven bicep cream. "Damn-- you are sex-yyy. Mmm-mmmm--" Bernie popped his man tits with freed shoe leather and skidded on cherry high tops. He flashed Wednesday's spiked footwear above fabric striping his shoulder cellulite. "Fool-- let's jet," Bernie barked. "Before someone calls the po-po on us." Sammy pointed at Wednesday's tar dotted toes using gold spikes poking out of his scalp. "Fool, let's jet," Bernie suggested using winded cue ball cheeks. "Before-- somebody calls the po-po on us." Sammy indicated Wednesday's charcoal tootsie specks using his spiked hair scotch. "Grab some leg, suckaaa--" Sammy purred. Sammy bobbed his head towards Ivy's Chrysalis. "Grab some leg, suckaaa--" Sammy croaked from his triumphant precipice chasm. The amber spiked hooligan acknowledged Ivy's porcelain enameled Chrysalis. Strips of bourbon colored fabric were stitched across the back seat of Ivy's car. Each vertical body ridge was stuffed independently with foam. The Chrysalis' rear, passenger door popped open. Bernie dove across butt fluffs lining the back seat. He sank into brandy stained pillows forging an oblong sitting surface. Bernie's jiggling body fat bounced on rows of chair springs. The rear end of Ivy's car rocked. Bernie's man titties sloshed like a waterbed mattress. Bernie filled the cabin of Ivy's Chrysalis with irrational cackling. Sammy slung Wednesday's wrists. Wednesday sailed across bourbon tinted bench puffs. She sank into Bernie's indigo and ivory striped belly cellulite. The steel automobile's rear door uncovered vertical seat fabric stuffed with foam. Bernie's waterbed man titties surfed brandy butt pillows and taxed Ivy's worn shocks. Sammy slopped Wednesday's feeble carcass across Bernie's chuckling belly cellulite. "Ahhh!" Wednesday shrieked from blood soaked lips. Bernie's stomach sloshed like a bag of wet cement. Bernie's robin egg eyes popped open. Bushy eyebrows the color of push broom bristles jumped to the top of Bernie's forehead. "aaAAAA!" Wednesday shrieked from blood crusted facial objectors. Bernie's rippling stomach custard expanded brow soot eclipsing his startled eye teal. "Puh!" Bernie belched. Wednesday scrambled across a slab of excess body fat and man boobs. Wednesday snagged fistfuls of navy blue fabric decorated with white bands. Wednesday dragged herself across loose stomach flesh. She supported herself using points of porcelain elbows. She searched above crow colored fishnet draping her soft shoulders. She inhaled a panicked breath. "pUUUHhh!" Bernie ejected from stunned mouth putty. Wednesday plowed blueberries and cream blubber stripes and checked her bicep lattice. "Help me!" Wednesday shouted. "H-Help me!" Wednesday demanded using desperate lip rubies. Fingers like nightcrawlers squeezed soft strands sprouting from Wednesday's scalp. Sammy's lanky knuckle extensions curled into a fist. Wednesday faced the front seat of Ivy's car. Wednesday's frantic eyes pinched shut. Her crimson drizzled mouth rims peeled off of gritted teeth. Sammy plopped down beside Wednesday and Bernie. He leaned forward. Pale fingers the color of cotton candy appeared between Josh and Ivy's seat backs. Heels of black leather shoes dangled from Sammy's slender digits. The rear, passenger door sank into the body of Ivy's Chrysalis. Sammy clawed Wednesday's panicked scalp licorice and plopped down beside her. He dangled Wednesday's flashy heels between Josh and Ivy's seats, then shut his door. Knuckle worms the color of walnuts snagged shiny points poking out of Wednesday's shoes. Josh yanked Wednesday's footwear away from Sammy's cotton candy fingers. Ivy reached behind a bourbon tinted steering hoop. Fingers the color of talc surrounded a plastic, camel brown knob. The sand tinted grip was threaded onto a chrome plated stick. The mirror coated shaft was poking out beside Ivy's ignition switch. Ivy ratcheted zinc treated tubing towards her front wheel diverter. She lowered a steel extrusion. Ivy's black leather boot point poked a long, skinny rectangle made of rubber. The Chrysalis pulled away from a curb. The inner edge of Wednesday's foot flattened Sammy's ivory tinted chest fabric. Sammy looked down. Wednesday's tiny heel rested on top of his bony ribs. Strawberry colored scrapes sank into Wednesday's pale hoof extremity. Cherry lacerations wrapped Wednesday's soft foot knob. Buttermilk ridges were stacked between Wednesday's heel and the beginnings of her toes. A half inch Achilles' tendon disappeared into a tube of raven tinted denim. Cotton candy nightcrawlers strapped around Wednesday's porcelain ankle. Wednesday jumped. She looked above nylon strands woven around her cream tinted shoulder. Josh seized Wednesday's ox skin footwear while Ivy ratcheted a chrome shift lever. Ivy poked a rubber pedal with her charcoal boot point and departed a lawn boundary. Sammy scanned cherry scuffs marring pleated cream between Wednesday's heels and toes. He clasped Achilles taffy framed by satin ankle knobs invading her raven calf denim. "Gyah!" Wednesday yelped. "Gyah!" Wednesday yelped above her nylon shoulder weaves. Sammy squeezed Wednesday's ceramic calf flesh between his lanky fingers. He dragged Wednesday across striped, navy blue fabric. Striated cotton weaves were stretched across Bernie's soft stomach. Sammy hoisted Wednesday's raven dotted toenails above his flamingo pigmented cheeks. Wednesday's jean strapped hips twisted. Wednesday's tiny hiny sank between tubes of limestone denim surrounding Sammy's thighs. Wednesday's cotton strapped cheeks collided with Sammy's thin skinned femurs. "Ahh!" Wednesday cried. Wednesday's teal shuttered pupils focused on drops of honey adhering Sammy's corneas. Wednesday's panicked cardiac sculpture hammered the backs of her ribs. Wednesday sucked in panicked gasps. Sammy's left wrist and bicep surrounded Wednesday's heart spotted waist. Forearms the color of cotton candy folded on top of raven black denim. The charcoal jean fabric was stretched around Wednesday's left thigh. Sammy gazed into baby blue facets surrounding Wednesday's pupils. Thin, raven colored eyebrows pointed at the outer corners of Wednesday's eyes. Wednesday stared into piercing irises like drops of bourbon. A sly smirk decorated the lower half of Sammy's pink face. Hummingbird wings battered Wednesday's ear canals. Wednesday's frosty, blue eyes crinkled. Her blood soaked lips quivered. Tears dripped out of Wednesday's disgusted ocular caverns. Sammy dragged Wednesday's frantic appendages across Bernie's striped stomach cotton. He hoisted her raven toe caps and deposited her hiny along his limestone thigh denim. "Ah!" Wednesday shrieked from revolted oral frames. Sammy cradled Wednesday's abdominal heart spots and detected panicked cardiac thumps. He probed saline soaked eye teal embedding defeated brow soot with snide cornea ale. "Awww, Wednesdayy--" Sammy purred. Wednesday squirmed. She sank trembling, tar spotted fingernails into Sammy's pink forearms. She tightened her frustrated biceps. Sammy flexed ligaments snaked around Wednesday's silk blanketed stomach. Sammy's forearm and bicep crushed Wednesday's slender waist and the curves of her thigh. Sammy lifted a set of long fingers. "Awww, Wednesdayyyyy--" Sammy purred using deceitful mouth arcs. Wednesday crimped Sammy's flamingo wrists with her rabid digit coals and squirmed. Sammy burrowed Wednesday's pillowy flanks and raven denim bundling her hip cellulite. Sammy sank his first and second fingertips into streams of hot crimson. The cozy, hemoglobin soup leaked from Wednesday's tiny nostrils. "RRrrr!!" Wednesday snarled between gritted incisors. Wednesday swatted at Sammy's finger joints. Wednesday's porcelain finger skin collided with Sammy's cotton candy knuckle hide. Sammy's lips formed a pseudo-grin. Sammy's slender mouth rims peeled apart. Wednesday studied the surface of Sammy's tongue. Strawberry colored dots coated a slick palatte the color of a pencil eraser. Sammy buried the tips of his fingers along a trench dividing his soft mouth flesh. Thin lips the color of ham steak closed around the ends of Sammy's flamingo digits. He parted upturned digestive flaps and Sammy's bourbon irises rolled behind his upper eyelids. His cotton candy eye flaps fluttered together. Sammy sucked droplets of Wednesday's blood off the tips of his fingers. Wednesday felt nauseous. "Gyah!" Wednesday shrieked. "rrRRRR!!" Wednesday snarled between her agitated incisors. Sammy swiped cherry syrup topping Wednesday's chin cream, prompting a furious swat. He smeared his strawberry tongue crystals with Wednesday's hemoglobin nasal soup. He closed upturned teeth flaps around cruel digits and capsized euphoric eye whites. "AAeeegckk!" Wednesday belted from nauseated lip rubies. Sammy ratcheted his bicep and forearm away from Wednesday's waist, hip, and thigh. Sammy's bony fingers crushed Wednesday's pale cheeks. Sammy squeezed soft facial skin between his palms and inner surfaces of slender digits. He dragged Wednesday's porcelain precipice away from her shoulders. He forced Wednesday's tiny face below his thin lips. Sammy's oral rims flattened along crimson squiggles surrounding Wednesday's mouth. Sammy stretched saliva coated face flaps over Wednesday's blood stained teeth coverings. Wednesday's bronze coated eyelids sank into her face. Sammy secured Wednesday's buttermilk cheeks and engulfed her blood stained oral rims. Wednesday peeled bronze coated ocular flaps protecting her horrified pupil sapphires. "MMmmph!" Wednesday groaned into Sammy's saline soaked mouth rims. Sammy's squishy tasting flesh lapped blood off of Wednesday's pale lip containers. Soft fingers landed on a skinny neck the color of cotton candy. Nails coated with tar tinted acrylic sank into Sammy's thin skin. Bernie cackled. Bernie's fat fingers burrowed into bourbon colored seat tufts. Knuckle sausages shoved Bernie towards Ivy's rear, driver's side door. Bernie gripped amber tinted vinyl surrounding the edge of his chair. He dragged himself upright. Bernie's fat ass plopped down on stuffed fabric the color of brandy. Bernie's flabby shoulder blades crushed striped fabric against bourbon back rest puffs. Wednesday shoved Sammy's slender throat. She tugged her lips away from Sammy's disgusting facial opening. "M-rahh!!" Wednesday snarled. "mmMMMm--" Wednesday groaned between Sammy's saliva soaked mouth frames. Bernie gripped bourbon lumbar puffs with cackling finger bratwursts and sat upright. Wednesday clawed Sammy's lanky neck bismuth and vacated his slobbery oral vacuum. "mm-RAHH!!" Wednesday snarled past liberated digestive flaps. Stop it!!" Sammy's flamingo nightcrawlers snapped shut around Wednesday's short, ivory fingers. Bony, pink digits pried Wednesday's raven embellished nails away from Sammy's neck. Sammy flattened Wednesday's tiny fingers along wads of limestone denim covering his lap. He stared into light blue irises. Sammy's lips formed artifacts of a smile. But, Sammy's cold smirk wasn't sincere. *Stop* it!" Sammy clamped Wednesday's frantic nail coals and buried them along his tan lap denim. The blonde savage greeted Wednesday's antsy cheek ivory with phony smile artifacts. The corners of Wednesday's eyes wrinkled. The bridge of her nose shriveled. Wednesday's ruby stained mouth rims peeled off of her disgusted teeth. "Fuck you--" Wednesday snarled. Wednesday shuffled bridled wrists on top of Sammy's bony thighs. "Fuckin'-- piece of shit--" Blood leaked out of Wednesday's nostrils. Liquid crimson flowed over ends of soft, cherry red lips. Hot claret dripped onto Wednesday's tongue. Drops of bourbon wandered to the corners of Sammy's eyes. Sammy squinted. He yanked Wednesday's skinny arm away from cream tinted love spots dotting her tank top. He dragged Wednesday's porcelain fingers in front of his scotch tinted irises. Sammy studied pale skin covering the inner surface of Wednesday's wrist. Honey tinted shutters followed the rim of a cigarette sized hole. The quarter inch cavern was singed into Wednesday's porcelain flesh. Blood trickled from a pea shaped wound. Steaming hemoglobin sauce dribbled down Wednesday's palm tendons. Crimson trickles traced the inner surface of Wednesday's forearm. Hot claret turned a corner near Wednesday's elbow. Sammy watched droplets of Wednesday's blood topple from soft skin protecting her funny bone. Sammy's head turned. Sammy gazed into irises the color of sea ice. Sammy's lips transformed into a fake smirk. Sammy bobbed his head. "ffFuck you!" Wednesday hissed from disgusted facial pleats. The licorice haired maiden strained rabid wrists pinned across Sammy's bony thighs. "Fuckin'-- piece of shit--" Wednesday squeezed by incisors soaked with nasal claret. Sammy hoisted Wednesday's porcelain graspers above his inquisitive ocular scotch. He studied a quarter inch cherry compote drizzler defacing Wednesday's wrist cream. He followed cozy raspberry sauce overflowing Wednesday's forearm and elbow custard. "*We* didn't do that," Sammy remarked. Wednesday stared into Sammy's bourbon tinted irises. She tugged her tiny fingers. Sausages poking out of Bernie's palms snuck below fishnet tubes. Bratwurst digits gripped buttery skin covering Wednesday's biceps. Bernie dragged Wednesday away from Sammy's lap. Wednesday's denim wrapped butt glided off of Sammy's limestone strapped thighs. Wednesday's slender hind cheeks sank into bourbon puffs covering Ivy's back seat. Wednesday's raven spotted knuckle extensions slipped away from Sammy's flamingo nightcrawlers. Wednesday's head tilted back. The back of Wednesday's skull collapsed along a nylon hammock. Charcoal strands like a tennis net stretched across Wednesday's pale shoulder blades. Wednesday's soft lips ripped apart. A sharp scream erupted from surfaces of ruby red beeswax. "*Weee* didn't do that--" Sammy croaked past a pretentious grin. "How innn-ter-esting--" Bernie extruded panicked bicep butter underneath Wednesday's raven shoulder fishnets. His sausage digits extracted Wednesday's emery hiny soot from Sammy's lap limestone. Wednesday burrowed her elastic scapula hammock with startled scalp licorice. "Ahhhh!!" Wednesday cried. Bernie giggled. He dragged calves and thighs wrapped in raven black jean tubes away from Sammy's lap. Wednesday's heels descended between Sammy's upper legs. Bernie snaked thick biceps underneath Wednesday's arms. Bernie's puffed wrists collapsed Wednesday's soft tits. Wednesday's slender upper arms dropped on top of Bernie's fat upper limbs. Wednesday forced teensy digits between Bernie's sausage fingers. Tar colored fingernails dug into Bernie's flabby knuckle hide. Bernie's fingertip coverings sank into Wednesday's breasts. Wednesday's incisors mashed together. Wednesday sucked shallow breaths between her teeth. Sammy clawed across Wednesday's lap. Sammy's flamingo digits glided over charcoal denim stretched around Wednesday's thighs. Cotton candy nightcrawlers surrounded raven tinted sand paper gripping Wednesday's waist. Sammy sank bony fingertips into jean fabric strapped over Wednesday's leg cellulose. He dragged masculine nails down cotton waves surrounding Wednesday's lower limb flesh. Drops of honey attached to Sammy's corneas traced the curves of Wednesday's hips. "Ahhhh!" Wednesday squealed between ruby waxed lips. Bernie constricted Wednesday's feisty chest planks and crumpled her breast pudding. Wednesday drilled Bernie's knuckle tallow with nail coals and siphoned tense puffs. Sammy mounted Wednesday's terrified hips and tilled her trembling denim waist soot. He dragged lustful nails across raven sand paper binding Wednesday's thigh cellulite. "ahhhh--" Sammy groaned. "You are fuckin' seeexy, Wednesday." Wednesday's licorice stranded scalp compressed nylon squares spanning her upper back. Bronze pigmented eye shutters wrinkled in front of Wednesday's teal irises. "ahhhh--" Sammy purred from gratified digestive seams. "You are fuckin' sssexy, Wednesday. Daaamn--" Wednesday drilled Bernie's striped man tits and crumpled her bronze dusted eye flaps. "erraaaa--" Wednesday grumbled from ruby stained mouth rims. Josh's cheeks were puffed up like balloons. Josh exhaled from long, narrow lips. He hoped Gwen was right. The tip of Josh's index finger grazed a black disc. The asphalt tinted wheel was a plastic knob the size of a soda bottle cap. Josh's finger poked a slick, concave surface. The polystyrene cover depressed a momentary switch. Rotten began playing through the speakers of Ivy's Chrysalis. Rotten was a punk band Josh and his friends listened to. "Stop!" Wednesday cried from the back seat. "errrgggg--" Wednesday groaned between dismal bicuspids dividing her lip rubies. Josh used expanded cheek gristle to exhale regretful gasses between lanky oral seals. He sank a plastic soda cap covering a radio momentary switch using his index finger. Ivy's automotive speakers began playing punk music composed by a band named "Rotten". "Stop!" Josh detected Wednesday crying from the back seat. Josh rotated a radio grip clockwise. Rotten played loud enough to muffle Wednesday's cries. Josh rotated a slick radio grip until Rotten muffled the unlucky mistress' pleas. Four quick guitar notes played. Six witty guitar strums followed the musician's mumbling verbal affirmations. Sammy dragged the waist of Wednesday's jeans to her ankles. Wednesday squirmed. Creamy thighs and calves freed undressed heels from denim knots. Sammy freed Wednesday's agitated thigh and calf cream from her espresso denim knots. "ahhhh--" Sammy croaked. "ahhhh--" Sammy croaked from ruthless mouth arcs. Wednesday gritted frustrated teeth. She struggled to lift nylon woven shoulders off of Bernie's sloppy man tits. Wednesday's raven coated fingernails burrowed webs of flesh between Bernie's fat fingers. Bernie's thick arms crushed Wednesday's ribs like pythons. Wednesday felt her calcium lung protectors cracking. Wednesday clamped horrified incisors and burrowed Bernie's custard finger gaps. Bernie cracked Wednesday's meager lung strips with his doughy forearms and biceps. "gyahhh--" Wednesday groaned from straining mouth rims. Sammy shuffled black denim rolls down Wednesday's insteps. He crumpled Wednesday's crow pigmented jeans along camel colored carpet. Sammy's fingertips glided across edges of transparent, nylon strips. Textile patterns forged from see through elastic were the color of charcoal. Wednesday shifted hip curves like velvet below the base of her heart spotted tank top. "N-No!" Wednesday belted from terrified facial features. "Noo!" Wednesday's translucent garment bands were spotted with tiny, black spots. Charcoal polka dotted strands were stitched to a silk triangle the color of crow feathers. The triple vertexed fabric covering was stretched over Wednesday's outer labia. Raven spotted nylon strips stretched away from Wednesday's slick crotch covering. Transparent panty bands were strapped around the curves of Wednesday's porcelain hips. Sammy's slender fingers glided across see through surfaces the color of charcoal. Sammy's wandering digits compressed silk covered mounds shaped like lemon wedges. Vaginal coverings like peach slivers were arranged side by side below raven tinted fabric. Wednesday's face relaxed. Her bronze coated eye flaps squeezed together. Wednesday's head tilted back. Ruby red lips stretched apart above a blood stained jaw covering. "eeaahh--" Wednesday groaned from cherry waxed mouth rims. Sammy's fingers flattened soft labia skin like biscuit dough. Wednesday felt like someone shot her full of morphine. Wednesday forced rust powdered ocular coverings away from frosty eye shutters. Teal irises compressed Wednesday's pupils to the size of pin heads. Raven tinted eyebrows crushed the outer edges of Wednesday's cornea containers. Saline droplets leaked from the corners of Wednesday's endorphin doped eyes. "gyaaAAAHH!" Wednesday groaned from tense mouth rubies. Sammy unrolled elastic jean soot gripping Wednesday's ivory insteps along tan carpet. He grazed charcoal spotted panty silk like crystal graphite clinging her hip velvet. "N-Nooo!" Wednesday wrangled from her terrified facial quartz. Sammy sanded nylon polka dots bundling Wednesday's labia wedges with lengthy digits. Wednesday crumpled her bronzed eye flaps and burrowed Bernie's tits with her scalp. "aaaAAAA!" Wednesday squealed from troubled lip rubies. Sammy mashed Wednesday's doughy vaginal frames and jolted her like a morphine shot. Wednesday discharged regretful saline droplets from disgusted outer ocular crumples. "aaoohh--" Wednesday purred from lips forming an "o". Wednesday snapped out of a daze. Wednesday ratcheted her crow stranded scalp off of Bernie's jiggly chest. Long, crow colored bangs curled over Wednesday's pale forehead. Narrow, raven tinted eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Wednesday's nose. Tiny pearls mashed together between silky, blood stained mouth rims. Teal tinted irises focused Wednesday's pupils on bourbon droplets covering Sammy's corneas. Wednesday exhaled panicked breaths between tight teeth. Sammy's first and second fingers glided over a beebee shaped dome covered with black silk. Wednesday sank her asphalt filamented scalp between Bernie's man tits. Her bronze pigmented eyelids squeezed together. "aaaaaaa--" the frustrated vixen purred between endorphin pumped lip rubies. Wednesday excavated her licorice scalp strands from Bernie's custard chest mounds. She crumpled panicked brows below her raven bangs and glared at Sammy's cornea ale. Sammy grazed Wednesday's silk veiled pussy beebee and folded her defeated eye covers. "aaahhh-- gyadd--" Wednesday grunted. Sammy crushed an aspirin sized flesh mound cowering between Wednesday's labia lips. Wednesday burrowed her soft heels into Sammy's limestone wrapped thighs. She folded raven capped toes over plantar ridges stacked along the soles of her feet. "uuhhhh, goddd--" "AAaaaa, gahhhd--" Wednesday grunted using anguished vocal streaks. Sammy kneaded Wednesday's genital tablet and savored toe knots gouging his lap denim. "aAAAaaa!" the tormented mistress bleated past contorted cheek porcelain. "ahhh--" Sammy purred from long, smiling lips. "aAAaaa--" Sammy huffed between gratified mouth arcs. Wednesday's bronze coated eyelids sank into her pale face. Ruby stained lips peeled off of Wednesday's tightened teeth. Wednesday stretched her porcelain tinted cheeks away from Bernie's gelatin pecks. Wednesday sank bronze coated eye flaps into her pale face and bared resentful teeth. "rrRRAAHH!!" Wednesday shouted from strained mouth edges. "rrRRAAHH!!" Wednesday snarled between vengeful bicuspids. Sammy swirled gentle fingertips over the end of Wednesday's pussy ratchet. Sammy polished Wednesday's vaginal ratchet with his nimble knuckle nightcrawlers. "awww--" Sammy croaked. "I *know* you like that, Wednesday." Wednesday's undressed foot swatted at Sammy's pink face. Sammy's sly, smirking cheeks slipped beside Wednesday's pale tarsal stacks. Velvet hide protecting Wednesday's tootsy shot past Sammy's gumball shaped cheek bone. Sammy's flamingo nightcrawlers snapped around Wednesday's ankle like rubber bands. Josh looked beside his left shoulder. Ivy gazed back. Champagne tinted irises stared below arcs of tangerine eyeshadow. Strawberry red lips formed a sinister grin above a narrow chin the color of talc. Ivy extended a set of chalk colored fingers. Tar tinted nail polish coated ends of porcelain digits. Ivy's pale knuckle extensions surrounded a cherry red shaft. Chrome plated fixtures were fastened to ends of a ruby pigmented tube. Josh reached in front of wine tinted fabric hanging down his chest. Skinny, walnut colored fingers surrounded a bowl shaped mirror. "Come ahhhn--" Sammy croaked from cunning facial points. "*You* know that shit feels gooood--" Sammy snatched feral Achilles taffy firing raven capped digits at his cheek bismuth. Josh checked champagne ocular drops embedding his girlfriend's tangerine eye flaps. Ivy formed a sinister grin from strawberry lips and extended buttermilk digits. She offered a chrome studded pipe ruby storing charred pot with licorice finger dots. Josh reached beside his wine chest fabric and secured a zinc plated marijuana bowl. Sammy's forearms sank into cream colored hide protecting Wednesday's thighs. Sammy tucked cotton candy fingers under the rim of Wednesday's panties. Wednesday's knees folded over crisp, white fabric covering Sammy's narrow shoulders. Her slick calves flattened ivory silk stitched over Sammy's bony shoulder blades. Wednesday's heels surrounded a dermis crevice covering Sammy's spine. The first and second fingers of Sammy's right hand stretched below crow tinted labia silk. Sammy's ginger, flamingo digits rotated in a small circle. Wednesday glided velvet heel skin across slick material covering the backs of Sammy's ribs. She pointed tar spotted foot digits at the waist of Sammy's limestone tinted britches. She grazed quartz shirt ruffles using pale plantar ridges. Sammy cradled thigh cream framing his throat and invaded Wednesday's crotch silk. Sammy buffed the raven haired mistress' tacky genital aspirin with nimble fingertips. Wednesday grated Sammy's spine linen using velvet foot pleats below pitch nail spots. "aahhhh, fuuuck--" Wednesday exhaled from gratified lips. Sammy looked up. He gazed into icy blue shutters surrounding Wednesday's pupils. "Ohhh, my gahhhhhd--" Wednesday groaned from turbulent lip rubies. Sammy probed Wednesday's frosty eye shutters using his bourbon cornea droplets. "You like how I swirl your pearl, girrrl?" Sammy teased. Wednesday crushed Bernie's breast bone using her licorice wrapped scalp. She wrinkled makeup bronzed eye coverings. She stretched ruby waxed lips off of agitated incisors. "You like how I swirl your pearrrl, girrrrrl?" Sammy maliciously teased. Wednesday plowed Bernie's indigo striped chest sacks with her rabid scalp graphite. "eeAAAHHH!" Wednesday shrieked. Bernie cackled. Wednesday tightened pale biceps sandwiched between Bernie's thick upper arms. She dug pale facial features and raven hair strands out of Bernie's floppy man boobs. Wednesday's eyebrows pointed down the bridge of her nose. Her eyelids sank into her face. Her lips peeled away from rows of irritated pearls. Wednesday mashed porcelain tinted teeth together. "I don't-- want this," Wednesday forced out of clenched incisors. Sammy whirled scrawny knuckle extensions below transparent panty nylon. Sammy's flamingo tinted nightcrawlers glided over a mucus coated flesh beebee. Wednesday's crow fluffed scalp pounded Bernie's man tits. "uuhhhh--" Wednesday grunted. Cherry stained lips peeled off of Wednesday's mortified bicuspids. "ssStop!" Wednesday snapped. Bernie's thick fingers glided between Wednesday's tiny tits. Bratwurst digits poked heart shaped buttons through tiny holes in raven silk. Wednesday's chest heaved. Wednesday sucked in panicked breaths. Bernie unclasped five love shaped sutures securing Wednesday's tank top. Bernie's fat carpal grippers peeled skillet hems spotted with cream hearts. The base of Wednesday's valentine polka dotted tank top glided up her slender stomach. Buttermilk skin surrounded Wednesday's concave umbilical remnants. Strips of transparent, crow spotted nylon stretched around edges of an eight inch waist. Half inch strands of raven tinted lace descended from Wednesday's shoulders. Charcoal textile ridges were stitched to the peaks of Wednesday's bra cups. Bat wing fabric like rose pedal spirals stretched over Wednesday's three inch rib mountains. Wednesday's pale skin was visible between sutures forming raven tinted flower whirls. The tips of Bernie's chunky digits glided along a lace border the color of crow feathers. "eeAAAHHH!" Wednesday belted from straining, cherry mouth rims. The wiry captive extracted her quivering noggin charcoal from Bernie's cackling tits. "nnNOOooo, mother fucker!" Wednesday shouted between hostile lip rubies. "Leave-- me-- alooone!" Wednesday endured Sammy's incessant clit caresses and wadded Bernie's shirt streaks. "gaaAAAA!" Wednesday grunted past her flustered trachea striations. "ssStop!" the turbulent maiden hissed. Bernie unfastened Wednesday's heart spotted breast silk with his bratwurst digits. Wednesday heaved panicked breaths beyond her raspberry waxed digestive frames. Bernie unseated five Valentine sutures and peeled cream speckled licorice linen. Wednesday's tank top unveiled concave umbilical remnants piercing her lanky stomach. Charcoal lace hoisted rose pedal nylon soot cradling Wednesday's porcelain tits. Bernie kneaded ivory mammary pudding escaping the antsy maiden's bat wing bra cups. "Dammmn--" Bernie groaned. "You *sexy*, girrrl--" Bernie forced sausage sized fingers below the cups of Wednesday's bra. Bernie's knuckle bratwursts tunneled between raven tinted lace and thin, pale skin. Fat carpal extensions crushed tender bulbs below thin skin covering Wednesday's tits. "Dammmn--" Bernie croaked past gratified lip blubber. "You are fuckin'-- *sexy*, girl. Mm, mm, mmMMM!" Bernie invaded Wednesday's floral chest graphite and wadded her tender milk grapes. "mm-UHHH--" Wednesday groaned. Wednesday's head tilted back. Her agitated ocular caverns squeezed together. Bernie's fat index fingers and thumbs surrounded pegs the size of pencil erasers. The pea shaped flesh extrusions were Wednesday's nipples. Bernie squeezed his thumbs and index fingers together. Wednesday arched her back. She mashed crow tinted scalp fluffs between Bernie's sloppy man tits. "uhhhh--" Wednesday grunted. Bernie rotated his thick fingers. Wednesday's light blue eyes popped open. Raven tinted eyebrows jumped to the top of Wednesday's forehead. Wednesay's blood soaked lips ripped apart. "AAHHhh!" Wednesday shrieked. Josh's cherry red pipe hung from his long, thin lips. Josh suspended a plastic, ivory tinted lighter beside a zinc plated medicine cup. Josh's skinny thumb rotated a stone wheel. The graphite disc poked out of a chrome chimney covering Josh's lighter top. A one inch flame the color of cheddar erupted from a mirror coated exhaust valve. Josh spread a queso tinted eruption across shards of pot. He created a syphon with the rims of his mouth. The speakers of Ivy's Chrysalis recreated a guitar solo. Wednesday's black, fishnet half shirt dropped on camel tinted carpet. Her tank top melted on top of elastic weaves. Black silk spotted with tiny, cream colored hearts poured onto a sheet of nylon diamonds. Bernie forced thick fingers between black lace strips and Wednesday's silky deltoids. Wednesday relaxed her heaving chest. She hugged her slender neck using anxious shoulders. Bernie glided Wednesday's two inch thick bra straps down her porcelain biceps. Wednesday's eyes pinched shut. The bridge of Wednesday's nose wrinkled. "AAaaaa--" Wednesday groaned from somber face ceramic. "You guyyys!" the moritified vixen begged. "Pleeease, stahhhhhp!" Bernie grasped Wednesday's areola pencil erasers and rotated his fat fingers. "aaAAAA!!" Wednesday squealed from arched anatomical quartz. Josh sparked ivory lighter plastic in front of a ruby pipe stem departing his lips. He torched pot shards occupying a chrome treated bowl and savored a guitar solo. Wednesday's heart spotted shirt silk doused her fishnet half shirt along tan carpet. Bernie's hot dog digits wrangled slate deltoid lace off of Wednesday's ivory biceps. Wednesday nuzzled her neck with creamy shoulders and crumpled her grim nasal chute. "aaAAAA!" Wednesday snarled between clenched teeth. "God-- damn it--" Sammy's skinny fingers gripped edges of starched, white fabric. Sammy peeled quartz tinted trunk textiles off of pale, pink shoulders. He glided ivory tubes down carnation biceps and forearms. Sammy's dress shirt dropped on camel colored carpet. Sammy strapped skinny arms around Wednesday's soft thighs. Sammy's long, slender fingers curled underneath the rim of Wednesday's panties. Sammy's flamingo digits yanked transparent, polka dotted nylon down Wednesday's pale hips. Sammy dragged Wednesday's crotch concealer over kneecaps the size of apples. He glided neoprene waist straps along curves of slender calves. Wednesday curled pitch spotted tarsal digits. Wednesday's strawberry scraped cream insteps slipped through transparent charcoal. Raven tinted silk dropped off of tar droplets embellishing Wednesday's toenails. Pale skin the color of cotton candy covered Sammy's skinny stomach. A patch of blonde hair descended from Sammy's belly button. Sammy's amber treasure trove disappeared below limestone denim surrounding his waist. Sammy flattened abs like rock on top of Wednesday's soft belly flesh. Tiny hairs disappeared between Sammy's trunk muscles and Wednesday's bowel covering. Wednesday's waist was eight inches wide. Wednesday's trim stomach transformed into hips the width of a birdcage. Sammy squeezed between Wednesday's thighs. Silky upper legs the color of buttermilk surrounded Sammy's narrow hips. A dome like half of a rubber ball adorned the end of Sammy's swollen pecker. Sammy's ham tinted dick mound was concealed by a layer of limestone colored denim. Sammy's dick-head sank tan fabric between mounds of flesh concealing Wednesday's vagina. Wednesday's seawater irises glared into Sammy's bourbon ocular drops. Angry, charcoal black eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Wednesday's tiny nose. Ruby red lips peeled off of gritted teeth. Sammy peeled quartz shirt silk off of his cotton candy trunk gristle and tossed it. He cuddled Wednesday's thigh cream and dragged smoky polka dots down her pale hips. The lanky jokester guided her panty crystal past apple kneecaps and pitch nail spots. He grated her stomach velvet with an amber hair patch striping his abdominal stone. He sank his leg joints between birdcage hip cellulite departing her mason jar waist. Sammy sanded Wednesday's vaginal cleave using a pecker mound expanding his tan jeans. The licorice haired mistress glared at Sammy's bourbon irises under angry brow coal. "J-Just-- fuck me and get it over with--" Wednesday squeezed out. The inner surfaces of Wednesday's soft thighs glided up Sammy's hips. Wednesday's porcelain upper legs gripped thin flesh protecting Sammy's skinny waist. Wednesday forced her pale face away from Bernie's jiggly chest. She stared into drops of scotch below downturned ocular marks. "Do it, mother fucker!" Wednesday squeezed Sammy's slender abs between her lower limbs. Sammy's narrow lips parted. He mashed together irritated teeth. "Just-- fuck me and get it over with, you ass-hole!" Wednesday belted from tense lip rubies. Wednesday polished Sammy's limestone thigh denim with her agitated drumstick pudding. "Do it, mother fucker!" Wednesday shouted. "What are you waiting forrr?!!" Sammy probed Wednesday's hateful eye frost and mashed bitter teeth between his lips. "errrr--" Sammy snarled. Sammy's fingernails sank into Wednesday's buttery flesh. Flamingo nightcrawlers gripped silky thighs. Sammy's forehead collided with thin skin covering the top of Wednesday's face. Sammy's long, thin lips formed a phony smirk. Bushy eyebrows pointed at the middles of Sammy's honey colored eyes. Bernie's fat fingers squeezed Wednesday's tiny tits. Wednesday wiggled undressed shoulders. She slipped exposed breasts away from Bernie's disgusting mits. She slung agitated digits beside the edge of Sammy's face. Wednesday's raven capped knuckle extensions collided with Sammy's cotton candy back flesh. Wednesday's scapula palm smack sounded like a baseball colliding with a ham steak. Wednesday glared at Sammy's hideous precipice from eyes like ice. Wednesday's disgusted lips peeled off of her teeth. "errggghh--" Sammy snarled between antagonized bicuspids. Sammy collected Wednesday's upper leg butter with his flamingo knuckle nightcrawlers. He nuzzled her ivory forehead satin with fierce brow scotch and forged a phony smirk. Bernie clawed Wednesday's evasive chest mounds and nipple pegs with his fat fingers. Wednesday hammered Sammy's cotton candy spinal hide with hostile palm porcelain. "Fuck you!" Wednesday belched. Sammy transformed an emotionless scowl into a fake smirk. Sammy's pink palms flattened Wednesday's perky breasts. The tips of Sammy's fingers sank into flesh mounds the size of baseballs cut in half. Sammy shoved himself to his knees. Sammy's skinny fingers poked potted metal shaped like a dumbell through a denim slot. Wednesday puffed out hapless breaths between mashed together teeth. She battered the back of Sammy's xylophone lung protectors a second time. "Fahhhck you!" Wednesday belted past scornful facial quartz and eye frost. Sammy replaced a fake smirk with a hazy scowl and shoved Wednesday's baseball tits. Wednesday watched Sammy fondle his waist fastener before popping his hind ribs again. "Gyah!!" Wednesday shrieked. Sausages poking out of Bernie's palms squeezed Wednesday's skinny wrists. Bernie's bratwurst grips stretched Wednesday's porcelain arms above her head. Ivory biceps extended from onion shaped ball sockets. Straining shoulders stretched buttermilk flesh over heaving ribs. Wednesday's birch upper limbs crushed raven black strands on top of ceramic cheeks. Pale forearms created an apex above six inch bangs growing down Wednesday's forehead. Bernie's thick knuckle extensions squeezed Wednesday's wrists together. Wednesday's tiny digits poked out of flesh connecting Bernie's index fingers to his thumbs. Wednesday sucked quick breaths between frantic teeth. Wednesday's jaws pulled apart. Her frost tinted eyes pinched shut. A panicked shriek escaped Wednesday's tiny throat. "Ahhh!" Bernie stared at crow tinted strands sprouting from the middle of Wednesday's scalp. The corners of Bernie's rubbery lips creased his fat cheeks. "Gyahhh!" Wednesday howled beyond agitated mouth compote. Bernie coupled Wednesday's lanky finger tendons using his hefty bratwurst graspers. Wednesday's arms sanded her cheek quartz with scalp soot and formed a quivering apex. A panicked shriek escaped the writhing maiden's hysterical precipice porcelain. Bernie scoured Wednesday's licorice scalp strands and forged a sadistic grin. "Give it to her, Saaams--" Bernie purred. "She wants that dick, yo." Sammy stretched wads of limestone tinted denim over pickle colored socks. He slung birch jeans against amber vinyl surrounding the back of Josh's seat. Tubes like desert sand crumpled along camel colored carpet covering the floor of Ivy's car. "She wants that dick, Sahhhms--" Bernie hummed using hazy facial pudding. "You should give it to her, yo." Sammy liberated sock pickles and impacted Josh's brandy seat vinyl with scotch jeans. "Ohhh, Bernieee--" Sammy croaked. A six inch, cotton candy pecker erupted from blonde curls covering Sammy's crotch. A dome the color of salmon poked out of Sammy's vagina stuffer. Sammy's prick hat was frosted with semen. Sammy patted the end of his dick with tips of flamingo fingers. He studied mucus droplets coating his carnation digits. Sammy's slimy nightcrawlers gripped soft skin surrounding Wednesday's tiny kneecap. Wednesday flinched. Wednesday's nervous legs wobbled like gelatin dessert. Her tomato sized tits wandered on top of panicked lungs. "Nowww, Bernieee--" Sammy croaked between diligent mouth seams. Semen frosted salmon topped a six inch pecker departing Sammy's golden pubic felt. Sammy patted weenie mucus with curious digits before grazing Wednesday's knee velvet. Wednesday shuffled timid leg segments and perched startled tits above fearful ribs. Sammy glided scrawny, mucus coated digits up velvet skin coating Wednesday's inner thigh. Sammy's damp fingertips landed on wedges of flesh covering Wednesday's vagina. Wednesday inhaled a sharp breath. Wednesday's head plopped between Bernie's wiggly man boobs. Her eyelids sank into pale facial flesh. Shutters like sea ice collapsed Wednesday's pupils. Sammy glided semen coated fingers inside a gap separating Wednesday's labia flaps. Wednesday arched her porcelain skinned spine. Crow pigmented brows crushed the outer corners of Wednesday's eyes. "uaaahhh--" Wednesday exhaled from strained vocal chords. Sammy's flamingo nightcrawlers converged between walls of slime coated meat. Sammy squeezed lengthy digits inside Wednesday's vagina. Thin, raven colored eyebrows wrinkled the outer corners of Wednesday's eyes. Soft, blood soaked lips tore apart. Skunk scented air funneled down Wednesday's throat. "AAahhh--" Wednesday groaned. "ummmm--" Sammy forced his fingers up a tube of slimy flesh. He shoved lanky palm grips inside mucus slathered vaginal tissue. "UUuuhh--" Wednesday moaned. Wednesday's head bounced on Bernie's man tits. The back of Wednesday's skull crushed raven strands along striped, navy blue chest fabric. Wednesday's copper stained eyelids squeezed together. Sammy grazed Wednesday's thigh velvet with damp digits and fondled her labia wedges. Wednesday sank jolted noggin slate between Bernie's man boobs and huffed cabin frost. Slimy worms invading Wednesday's pussy flaps caused her to arch her spinal porcelain. "uaAAaaa--" Wednesday discharged from electrified tracheal striations. Sammy packed Wednesday's mucus coated vaginal ridges with his flamingo nightcrawlers. Wednesday crumpled her frantic ocular caverns and siphoned skunky cabin gasses. "aAAAaaa--" Wednesday groaned past blood caked lip raspberries. Sammy evacuated his lanky knuckle extensions and burrowed syrupy vaginal pleats. "uAAAAaa!" Wednesday squealed from horrified precipice points. The stunned vixen kneaded Bernie's tits with her scalp and wrinkled copper eye flaps. "Daaamn, Wednesdayy--" Sammy croaked. Sammy slipped his fingers up the walls of Wednesday's vagina. "You are sooo wett. Oh, my Goddd--" Sammy forced long, skinny fingers down mucus coated meat. "Daaaaamn, Wednesdayyy--" Sammy croaked from flagrant digestive seams. "You are sooo wet. My, my, myyy--" Sammy extracted his lengthy knuckle segments and excavated slippery genital meat. "AAaahh, fuuuck--" Wednesday grumbled. Wednesday's eyelids fluttered. Tears gushed out of mortified ocular covers. Wednesday pried makeup coated eye flaps apart. She studied a pretentious smirk through a quarter inch gap separating saline soaked lashes. Wednesday's disgusted lips quivered. Sammy slipped his fingers out of Wednesday's vaginal canal. He grabbed his puffed up cock. Skinny, mucus coated fingers squeezed a one inch flesh shaft the color of cotton candy. Sammy's index finger and thumb surrounded a ham colored rim bordering Sammy's dick-head. Sammy shuffled slime frosted fingers up and down six inches of pink peepee skin. "aAAAAa, fuhhhck--" Wednesday fumbled between flabbergasted oral rims. Wednesday sifted Sammy's pretentious mouth arcs between saline soaked ocular slivers. Sammy retrieved intrusive digits and sanded his pelvic broomstick with uterus snot. "Ahhh, Bernieee--" Sammy groaned. "Her pussy juice feels so gooood, yo--" Sadistic giggles escaped the edges of Bernie's grinning teeth. Bernie's sausage fingers suspended Wednesday's skinny wrists side by side. Sammy reached behind Wednesday's slender waist. Sammy's mucus coated fingers glided over Wednesday's pale hind flesh. Gooey nightcrawlers the color of cotton candy squeezed Wednesday's shivering butt cheeks. Slimy knuckle extensions crushed mounds of porcelain meat against Sammy's palms. Sammy forced Wednesday's crotch against his blonde nut coils. He rested the tip of his dick along the opening of Wednesday's labia. He lowered his bony hips. Sammy's fat weiner poked between soft mounds concealing Wednesday's vagina. Sammy stared into Wednesday's sopping wet eyes. He forced a fake smile across his cheeks. Wednesday gazed at piercing bourbon droplets adorning Sammy's corneas. She tugged exhausted ligaments controlling her arms. Bernie's fat fingers suspended Wednesday's slender wrists above her raven tinted scalp strands. Wednesday exhaled heavy breaths between gritted teeth. Sammy shoved his pelvis against Wednesday's. His dick slipped inside Wednesday's vagina like it was gliding through pudding. "Bernieee, ahhhhh--" Sammy purred past gratified tooth flaps. "Her pussy juice feels sooo-- good, yo--" Bernie expelled hazy giggles and hoisted Wednesday's helpless wrists above her head. Sammy grasped Wednesday's hiny ivory and nestled her pussy flaps along his nut coils. He smirked at her mascara soiled cheek ceramic and split her labia with his fat cock. Wednesday probed Sammy's eye ale and tugged worn wrists exiting Bernie's fat fingers. Sammy blitzed Wednesday's trembling pelvis and pierced her cozy vaginal pudding. "AAaahh--" Wednesday grunted. Sammy lifted scrawny hips. Half his dick glided out of Wednesday's vagina. Sammy shoved his fat cock inside Wednesday's pelvic cavern. "aAAAAAaa--" Wednesday grunted from distressed lip rubies. Sammy bared half his pecker by lifting his hips and packed Wednesday's pelvic cavern. Josh exhaled pot smoke through long, narrow lips. He handed his pipe and his Flic lighter to Ivy. Josh exhaled pot fumes past long lips and handed his smoking paraphernalia to Ivy. Wednesday sucked musty air into raspy vocal striations. It sounded like she was inhaling nails. "aaAAHH!" Wednesday shouted. "eeAAaahh!" "rrRRAAhh!" Ivy pressed a chrome plated bulb against strawberry gloss coating her lips. She struck Josh's lighter. She sank a tangerine flame into tar tinted goo. "uhhhh--" Wednesday moaned. "ahhhh-- ahhhh-- aahhh-- aahhh--" Sammy studied Wednesday's light blue eye facets. He found the beginning of his wiener with the tips of his flamingo digits. Grooved finger mounds sanded a mucus coated flesh shaft poking out of Wednesday's labia. Sammy slid cotton candy nightcrawlers up the lower end of his cock. Carnation knuckle extensions glided over the edges of Wednesday's pussy lips. Sammy's bony fingertips followed a seam separating mounds of slippery skin. The ends of Sammy's slimy digits sank between the peaks of Wednesday's pussy lips. Wednesday siphoned musty air with worn vocal striations like she was inhaling nails. "aaAAHH! eeAAaahh! rrRRAAhh!" Wednesday belted from panicked facial vertices. Ivy cleaved her strawberry lip gloss with pipe chrome and ignited tar tinted pot goo. "ahhhh-- ahhhh-- aahhh-- aahhh--" Wednesday cycled using sloshed body cavities. Sammy followed the origin of his slimy penetrator to the peak of Wednesday's vulva. "Herrre, Wednesdayy--" Sammy purred. "I'll help you cum." "Here, Wednesdayyy--" Sammy croaked between pretentious speaking arcs. "Lemme help you cuhhhm--" "I don't-- want to--" Wednesday forced out of gritted incisors. Wednesday's raven black eyebrows pointed at the inner corners of her eyes. Wednesday glared at Sammy's piercing, bourbon colored eye shutters. "Stop!" Wednesday begged. "Pleeease!" The ends of Sammy's fingers found the tip of Wednesday's clitoris. Sammy mashed a slippery vaginal mound using his first and second fingers. Sammy's slender digits followed an elliptical path the size of a pea. Wednesday's eyes rolled back in her head. Her licorice stranded scalp sank between Bernie's sloppy man tits. Bronze coated ocular flaps covered Wednesday's teal eye shutters. "AAaahh--" Wednesday groaned. Wednesday glided a tongue like rubber across shivering lips. She felt the walls of her vagina quivering. Uterine juices flooded contracting cavern flesh. "Fuck you, mother fucker!" Wednesday spat from uncooperative cheek porcelain. Wednesday clawed Sammy's intrusive knuckle nightcrawlers with licorice digit caps. "ssStop it!" Sammy polished the rim of Wednesday's mucus soaked clitoris beebee with lanky digits. Wednesday capsized tormented cornea frost and crumpled her bronze coated eye flaps. "aaAAAA--" Wednesday groaned from agitated lip rubies. Wednesday strained disgusted neck tendons and endured overflowing uterine juices. "AAaahhhh--" Wednesday wailed. "aaaahhhh--" Wednesday inhaled nails. "oooohhhh-ho-ho--" Wednesday's eyelids squeezed together. Her face wiggled. Hot saline poured out of the corners of Wednesday's crinkled ocular flaps. "ehhh-heh-hehh--" Wednesday exhaled on peaks of frosty sobs. "AAAaaa!" Wednesday unloaded between her gratified mouth frames. The mortified belle strained ecstatic ligaments controlling her troubled cheek ivory. "aaaahhhh--" Wednesday fired past blissful lip wax. The pale vixen inhaled glass using regretful trachea ridges above her quivering ribs. "oohhh-ho-hooo--" Wednesday huffed across trembling lip rubies. Wednesday extruded steaming saline droplets from her shameful ocular crumples. "ehhh-heh-hehh--" Wednesday exhaled during peaks of frosty sobs. Sammy studied mascara stained tears leaking out of Wednesday's eyes. Sammy's pupils watched crimson droplets dripping off the tip of Wednesday's narrow chin. His dilated ocular ports followed the rims of Wednesday's tiny tits. Wednesday's pale boobs heaved on shallow breaths. Wednesday's trembling thighs vibrated Sammy's undressed upper legs. It made Sammy blow his load. Sammy watched mascara stained tears depart Wednesday's chin above her heaving tits. The terrified mistress' shivering thigh gelatin enticed Sammy to blow his load. "aahhhh--" Sammy purred. "aaaahh-- mmMotherr fuuuck--" Wednesday forced saline soaked eye flaps apart. She stared at ocular coverings folded on top of Sammy's penetrating irises. She swallowed nervous saliva. She felt like throwing up. "aAAAaaa--!" Sammy discharged using grateful digestive seams. "mmMother fuhhhck--" Wednesday peeled nauseated eye bronze and searched Sammy's shriveled ocular flaps. "Did you just-- fucking cum??" Wednesday squeezed out of rubbery lips. "Did you-- just fucking cuhhhm??" Wednesday demanded using horrified facial quartz. "UUuuhh--" Sammy grunted. Wednesday squeezed agitated incisors between tight, ruby glopped lips. Wiggling, raven tinted eyebrows pointed between Wednesday's frosty eyes. "oOOHHhh--" Sammy grunted past careless cotton candy cheeks. Wednesday glared at Sammy's vile precipice gristle and tested her sausage shackles. "In-- side of mee??!" Wednesday shrieked. Sammy's long, thin lips exhaled a satisfied breath. Sammy's eyelids peeled off of honey colored irises. Sammy's pupils gazed into Wednesday's teal eye shutters. The ends of Sammy's lips curled into a sadistic grin. Wednesday stared back. Her eyelids fluttered closed. Her blood dotted lips tore themselves apart. "AAHHHH!" Wednesday cried. Wednesday sucked in a soggy breath. Wednesday stared at Sammy's disgusting precipice through sheets of tears. "Whyy-- did you *do* that!??!" Wednesday screeched. "Whyyy??!!" Wednesday wiggled biceps and wrists stretched like taffy. Bernie's fat fingers extended Wednesday's arms away from her scapulas. "rrRRRRAA!" Wednesday snarled. "You didn't have to *do* that!! "In-- side of meee?!" Wednesday assessed using agitated carcass porcelain. Sammy exhaled a satisfied breath and greeted Wednesday's grim face with a smug smirk. Wednesday twisted her tethered forearm ligaments and parted her blood stained lips. "aaAAAA!" Wednesday cried from somber lip cherries stretching her cheek cream. "Whyyy-- did you *do* that!?" Wednesday pried with dumbfounded vocal bickerers. "wwWhy?!!" Wednesday taxed tendons dangling her rabid scapula ivory from Bernie's finger putty. "rrRRRRAA!!" Wednesday snarled past feral incisors. "*You* didn't have to do that! Bernie slung Wednesday's wrists towards stubby, blonde spikes poking out of Sammy's scalp. Wednesday flopped off of Bernie's man tits. She collapsed on top of Sammy's pale chest. Bernie's t-shirt was navy blue with thin, white stripes. The lower half of Bernie's indigo streaked top stretched over his fat belly. Bernie curled knuckle sausages under the rim of his striated trunk covering. He peeled navy blue cotton fabric off of his jiggly stomach. Bernie sloshed Wednesday's wild cadaver quartz on top of Sammy's flamingo rib dermis. Thick, curly hair like a three foot patch of carpet poked out of a mountain of gelatin flesh. Bernie's felt coated abdominal covering was the size of a large mixing bowl. Striped, blueberry pigmented fabric rolled off of breasts bigger than Wednesday's. Sweaty man tits flopped out of Bernie's cotton chest concealer. Saline soaked chesticles slapped thick flesh covering Bernie's lower ribs. Coal tinted hair patches like drink coasters grew out of Bernie's meatball shaped nipples. Bernie stretched navy blue fabric over his thick neck and facial puffs. He poked three inch hair spikes through his t-shirt's neck hole. He peeled ivory streaked shirt ozone off of his licorice carpeted stomach pudding. Bernie's sweat soaked chesticles dangled nipple meatballs with hair patch coasters. "I don't have to stick it up your ass crack, either," Bernie responded. Sammy laughed like a tooting clown horn. "Haa! Haa! Haaaa!" Bernie slipped a fabric belt past pine colored loops sewn to the rim of his khakis. Bernie's textile waist strap was navy blue just like his shirt. The end of Bernie's hip fastener was sutured around a set of chrome plated rings. "But I'm going to, anywayy--" Bernie croaked. Wednesday lifted her porcelain cheeks off of Sammy's flamingo tinted ribs. Wednesday's head swiveled like an oscillating fan. Wednesday's pale irises studied Bernie's robin egg eye shutters. Wednesday watched felt carpeted man titties swinging on top of Bernie's jiggling stomach. Wednesday nearly vomited. "I don't have to stick it up your ass crack, either," Bernie explained from scalp spiked cheek puffs. Sammy exhaled maniacal clown toots from his spindly, anatomical cotton candy. Bernie released navy blue belt fabric securing his pine khakis with chrome hoops. "But I'm going to, anywayyy--" Bernie croaked past foreboding oral blubber. Wednesday searched nauseating breast felt sanding Bernie's abdominal mixing bowl. "Ohh, my godd--" Wednesday groaned. Wednesday looked up. She gazed into robin egg facets below three inch push broom spikes. "You-- wanna fuck me in the ass, too??" Wednesday requisitioned. "Ohhh, my Gahhhhhd--" Wednesday retched from mortified vocal striations. Wednesday pointed shriveled ocular ports at Bernie's robin egg pupil facets. "You wanna-- fuck me in the ass, too?" Wednesday demanded using disgusted lip rubies. Bernie tore wads of pine tinted fabric off of his thick thighs. Hairy skin hanging from Bernie's femurs twisted like pom poms when he removed birch strips. Bernie stared at Wednesday's porcelain cheeks below push broom hair spikes. His fat lips twisted into a disgusting grin. Wednesday's soft shoulders pivoted above her ceramic hips. Wednesday shuffled along bourbon tinted seat puffs. She collapsed on top of Sammy's flamingo tinted chest and stomach. She showed Bernie surfaces of shaking palms. "W-Wait--" Wednesday protested. Bernie unsheathed his pom pom sprouted thigh custard and flaunted a disgusting grin. Wednesday rested velvet shoulders along Sammy's rib planks and paraded fearful palms. "W-Wayyyt--" Wednesday protested using her heedful emotion display. "Haa! Haa! Haaaa! Haaaa!!" Sammy tooted. Elastic, cotton fabric the color of quartz was stretched over Bernie's crotch. A seam was sewn across the middle of Bernie's elastic dick covering. Hairy hips as big around as watermelons erupted from nylon hems. Bernie spread thick palms and fat fingers in front of jiggling man tits. Sammy tossed something over Wednesday's head. Bernie crushed the heels of his hands together. A clear, plastic bottle landed between Bernie's thick palms. A pop top cap the color of plum skin was threaded on top of a see through container. Bernie's thick fingers gripped an eggplant pigmented seal. Bernie dangled a translucent dispenser from ends of enormous digits. A white label was fastened to a polystyrene chute. Gold characters spelled "Astrolube" across an ivory tinted sticker. Light blue quarters attached to Wednesday's corneas studied saxophone tinted text. Wednesday wiggled raven spotted digits in front of her tiny tits. "Haa! Haa! Haaaa! Haaaa!!" Sammy tooted between joyful digestive seals. Bernie's pitch coiled hip gelatin departed cauliflower elastic sealing his crotch. Bernie captured crystal bottle plastic beside hairy man tits with his thick palms. Gold digits spelled "Astrolube" along an ivory sticker under Bernie's plum flask top. Wednesday examined sparkling sex goop and knotted digit coals in front of her tits. "wwWait a minute!!" Wednesday shouted. Bernie chuckled. He swiveled his push broom spiked face. "wwWait a minute!!" Wednesday hissed out of agitated lib rubies. Chuckles escaping Bernie's inebriated mouth putty rocked his translucent container. "Yeahh--" Bernie groaned. "No worries, yo. I came prepared." Wednesday gazed into baby blue shutters surrounding Bernie's pupils. Her upper and lower incisors gripped her bottom lip. "No worrrries, yo," Bernie purred under his push broom scalp spikes. "I came prepared." Wednesday searched Bernie's robin egg irises and unsheathed revolted bicuspids. "Je-sus Chrrrist--" Wednesday groaned. Wednesday squeezed fistfuls of raven fluffs poking out of her temples. She crushed porcelain tinted skin protecting her tiny cheek bones. "Ohhh-- my fucking godd--" Wednesday snarled. "Je-sus Chrrrist," Wednesday grumbled from hysterical mouth compote. Wednesday plowed her raven temple fluffs and nuzzled porcelain cheek velvet. "Ohhh, my fucking Gahhhd--" "awww--" Sammy purred. "Hey listen, doll-face--" Sammy lapped his long, slender lips with a scrawny lizard tongue. "Your best bet-- is to just-- let him ram that motha fucker right in there." Wednesday exhaled a disgusted breath. Sammy swatted three inches of air using a fistful of flamingo tinted nightcrawlers. "Just-- take that fat cock in your little, tiny sphincter. And-- get it over with. Ya knoww?" Wednesday's shoulders and tits rotated above her undressed hips and thighs. Wednesday wobbled furious fists in front of her eraser shaped nipples. "awww--" Sammy purred between sarcastic oral arcs. "Hey listen, dollll-face--" Sammy lapped lengthy digestive seams dividing his cotton candy facial points. "Your best bet is to just-- let him ram that motha fucker right in there." Wednesday grated her disgusted throat and Sammy clobbered the air with eager digits. "Just-- take that fat cock in your little, tiny sphincter," Sammy rambled. "And, get it over with. Ya knowww?" Wednesday rotated her shoulder cream and shuffled wild fists beside nipple erasers. "I don't want to!!" Wednesday shrieked. Lubricant coated the surfaces of Bernie's thick fingers. Bernie stroked his big, fat dick using petroleum slopped sausages. Wednesday's horrified eye shutters watched Bernie slop goo over a cock like a beer bottle. Wednesday's soft shoulder blades flattened on top of Sammy's flamingo tinted a-cups. Wednesday's blood crusted lips peeled off of her disgusted teeth. "Ohh, Je-sus-- fffuck--" Wednesday grumbled. Sammy's lanky mucus digits shoved Wednesday's soft scapula hide towards his fat friend. Wednesday sank wobbly palms and kneecaps into brandy pigmented seat fluffs. "AHH!" Wednesday yelped. Wednesday's thighs and calves wiggled like gelatin dessert. Her leg muscles felt like taffy. Wednesday dragged soft shins across bourbon colored tufts padding Ivy's back seat. She crawled in front of Bernie's push broom tinted leg curtains. She turned so she was facing Sammy. She uncoiled apprehensive thighs. Wednesday's tiny hiny mounds flattened behind her heels. Shaking digits spotted with tar surrounded Wednesday's porcelain tinted knees. Wednesday's head swiveled like a searchlight. Wednesday gazed timidly above pale skin covering her shoulder. She found Bernie's robin egg colored irises. Wednesday exhaled heavy breaths from quivering, ruby stained lips. "I don't *want* to, you idiot!" Wednesday belted from ferocious lip rubies. Wednesday observed Bernie stroking his beer bottle cock with lubed finger sausages. She flattened Sammy's flamingo a-cups with her scapula velvet and clawed his thighs. "Oh, Jeee-sus-- fahhhck--" Wednesday snarled using mortified trachea ridges. Sammy shoved Wednesday's spinal satin and sank her wobbly knees in puffed seat ale. "AH!" Wednesday yelped from startled precipice porcelain. Wednesday dawdled beside Bernie's asphalt leg curtains using reluctant shin velvet. She faced Sammy by placing shivering digit coals and rested her hiny along her heels. She checked Bernie's eye teal above her timid shoulder satin and exhaled shaky puffs. "P-Please--" Wednesday begged. Bernie's thick leg joints burrowed into cushioned seat fabric behind Wednesday. Knees as big around as volleyballs crushed puffs of bourbon colored fabric. Wednesday gasped for breath. The cabin of Ivy's Chrysalis tasted like skunk. "Pleeease--" Wednesday squeeled. "D-Don't." Bernie's thick fingers gripped loose skin surrounding Wednesday's upper legs. His sausage digits slopped cold, industrial slime along the curves of Wednesday's hips. Wednesday winced. Her pale face swiveled forward. Sammy stared into Wednesday's pale, blue eye shutters. The corners of Sammy's long, thin lips faked a smile. Sammy showed Wednesday skinny fingers the color of cotton candy. Sammy's flamingo tinted nightcrawlers were coated with vaginal secretions. Sammy bobbed his head. "fffuck you--" Wednesday piped past shivering lip rubies. Bernie parked knee melons and gripped Wednesday's hip cream with frosty finger slime. Wednesday tensed remorseful bicep silk and focused on Sammy with grim ocular frost. Sammy forged a fake smile and hoisted his knuckle segments under Wednesday's nose. "Can you smell your pussy?" Sammy inquired. Wednesday exhaled disgusted breaths from her tiny, blood caked nostrils. She directed thin, raven tinted eyebrows towards the bridge of nose. Wednesday crushed soft, ruby red lips together. She shook with terror. Sammy's lips parted. Clown horn toots erupted from Sammy's narrow lips. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!" Bernie's slimy fingers crushed soft skin surrounding Wednesday's hips. Bernie lifted Wednesday's butt off of her velvet ankle mounds. Wednesday detected the tip of Bernie's gooey penis. Bernie's frosty, slime caked pecker head squeezed between Wednesday's tiny ass cheeks. Refrigerated Astrolube leaked down the crack of Wednesday's butt. The end of Bernie's fat weiner collapsed against the opening to Wednesday's sphincter. Wednesday's eyes wrinkled. Wednesday's nauseated lips pointed at her chin. "Can you smell your pussy?" Sammy inquired using sinister mouth seams. Wednesday expelled disgusted puffs from her nostrils and endured Sammy's laughter. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!" Sammy honked between sadistic oral rims. Bernie lifted Wednesday's tuchus and packed his gooey peepee between her grim cheeks. Wednesday noticed Astrolube ice her crack and Bernie's pecker impact her sphincter. "uhhhh, gyadd--" Wednesday snarled. Bernie shoved the tip of his dick against Wednesday's ass-hole. Bernie's fat fingers sank into Wednesday's soft thigh flesh. Bernie sandwiched his gigantic dick between Wednesday's anus and his crotch. Wednesday's licorice stranded scalp sank between her shoulder blades. Her eyes pinched shut. Her lips ripped apart. Wednesday inhaled a sharp breath between rubbery vocal chords. "AAaaaa--" Wednesday groaned. Bernie's slimy peepee glided through Wednesday's anus. Bernie's frigid, lube coated flesh shaft packed Wednesday's colon. Bernie's felt carpeted pelvis collided with the opening to Wednesday's rectum. Raven tinted eyebrows lifted off of Wednesday's sapphire faceted ocular caverns. "Ahh!" Wednesday squawked. Bernie shuffled his weiner backwards. He hammered his hips against Wednesday's buttery hind ridges. "wwAAAAHH!" Wednesday shrieked. Edges of charcoal black tires stopped beside "s" shaped logs of concrete. One inch ivory bands surrounded fifteen inch hubcaps made of chrome plated spokes. Casings with visible whitewalls were bolted below arcs of chrome plated trim. Ends of mirror colored railing began below horizontal diameters of striped tires. Zinc treated frames intersected along wheel well peaks. Reflective roller arcs were surrounded by sheets of steel. Automotive body panels were coated with slick, porcelain white paint. "Ah! Gahhhd!" Wednesday snarled between nauseated lips pointing at her chin quartz. Bernie squeezed Wednesday's thigh cellulite and rammed her anus with his fat cock. "aAAAaaa!" Wednesday squealed from arched body porcelain. Bernie packed Wednesday's colon with dick lube and popped her hiny with pelvic felt. "Ahhhh, fuhhhck!" Wednesday shouted from startled lip rubies. Bernie began oscillating his slippery weiner and pounding Wednesday's hiny butter. "aaAAAaaAAAaaAAAaa!!" the horrified maiden wailed during pelvic tuchus impacts. One inch whitewalls framing Ivory's hubcab spokes parked beside gutter concrete. Zinc coated trim bordered porcelain enameled body panels forming fitted wheel wells. Acrylic coated trim adorning a pair of car doors was situated between chrome semi-hoops. Ivory tinted vehicular polish covered outer surfaces of twin cabin hatches. Zinc plated rectangles the size of hair combs embellished interior protector depressions. Oblong finger caverns were formed near the upper, left corners of Ivy's car doors. A rhombus glass panel erupted from porcelain tinted sheet metal covering the front hatch. A rectangular silicate plate poked out of the rear cover's upper edge. The back cabin protector swooped away from the body of Ivy's Chrysalis. Twelve inches of raven black hair poured out of an unobstructed carriage frame. Ejecting filaments formed a crow colored puddle along a two foot square of sidewalk. Wednesday's skull crashed on top of licorice knots. Soft skin forming Wednesday's heart shaped face transformed into narrow, silky shoulders. Half inch bands of raven black lace hung from Wednesday's slender deltoids. Black textile bra cups swung from extruded bicep harnesses. Rose pedal breast holsters hopped along nipples the size of pencil erasers. Strands designed to hook between Wednesday's shoulder blades hung from empty tit clasps. Wednesday's shoulder and bicep collapsed along an ivory tinted surface like sand paper. Wednesday's slender stomach flattened on top of her her upper arm. Points of a silk triangle stretched towards the edges of Wednesday's narrow hips. The lower point of the charcoal tinted sheet disappeared between Wednesday's butt cheeks. Transparent nylon strips strapped the upper vertices of Wednesday's panties around her waist. Translucent neoprene pelvis strands were decorated with black polka dots. Dual door acrylic like quartz divided tire border semi-hoops plated with chrome. Mirror coated hatch levers topped finger caverns near Ivy's upper, left port covers. A window with a slanted edge and one with only right angles topped the ivory panels. Wednesday's raven scalp strands escaped the rear hatch and sprinkled the sidewalk. Her exhausted noggin and porcelain shoulder velvet cracked keratin carpeted cement. The discarded vixen's rose petal tit holsters dangled from her nylon deltoid hoists. Cauliflower concrete grated the dark haired maiden's unclad breast and bicep silk. Polka dots speckled crystal charcoal suspending Wednesday's triangular hiny elastic. Wednesday's hip and the edge of her thigh glided between porcelain white paint. Ivory automotive treatment coated a frame surrounding Ivy's rear, passenger door frame. Amber tinted vinyl lined an open vehicular hatch. Wednesday's undressed shoulder blades and hind cheeks collapsed on concrete like tree bark. Her slender calves hinged behind her pale thighs. The tops of Wednesday's porcelain upper legs collapsed on top of her soft abdomen. Soles of tiny feet sank between tar coated pebbles underneath the body of Ivy's Chrysalis. Soft, ivory colored arms folded over Wednesday's face. Tips of tar spotted fingers wove between blades of emerald green grass. Wednesday's tiny digits curled into fists. Wednesday's teensy knuckle extensions dragged her slender stomach away from tops of soft thighs. Delicate skin covering Wednesday's knees collapsed on a frigid surface like sand paper. A concrete log beside rough textured sidewalk grated pale skin covering Wednesday's insteps. Wednesday's tiny fingers dragged tar colored toenail polish across cement like broken marble. Raven tinted silk descending between Wednesday's butt cheeks was soaked with blood. Hot crimson leaked from Wednesday's crotch. Cherry syrup dribbled down crevices between meat mounds surrounding Wednesday's anus. Warm claret trickled down the inner surfaces of Wednesday's thighs. Strawberry excretions dripped onto cold concrete the color of ash. Wednesday's tiny fingers tugged her knees onto blades of soft grass. Tiny blood drops landed on half inch chorophyll reeds. Spattered, emerald green shafts wobbled like columns of canned cheese. Sadistic giggling and bursts of punk music pounded Wednesday's ear drums. Laughs like toots of clown horns erupted from the cabin of Ivy's Chrysalis. Wednesday heard the rear, passenger door close. The front, passenger's side hatch opened. The toe and heel of a black rubber sneaker sole hung from sloppy, black shoe fabric. Dangling footwear rims flattened along a concrete square. The body of Josh's sneaker crushed a neoprene arch support. Wads of dark blue denim were slopped on top of broken, worn out shoelaces. Josh stepped away from the body of his girlfriend's car. Tips of long, slender fingers gripped the edge of a glass rhombus poking out of Josh's door. Josh's scrawny arm swooped in front of red wine curtains hanging from an elastic neck hole. The front, passenger's hatch of Ivy's Chrysalis crashed into a porcelain painted frame. A black nylon, fishnet sheet dangled from the wrist of Josh's unoccupied upper limb. A two inch denim strap the color of blueberries crushed woven nylon wrapping Josh's arm. Wednesday's back pack dangled from a blue jean shoulder harness. Slender tubes of raven black denim and a skirt of black silk hung from Josh's deltoid. Slick fabric dangling from Josh's arm socket was dotted with cream colored hearts. Josh's skinny fingers converged around collars of shiny, black leather. Cow hide columns became charcoal tinted insteps. Ox dermis spades were stitched to bison skin foot coverings. A cigarette hung from Josh's thin lips. Josh lifted a white, plastic canister the size of a lipstick applicator. Josh's thumb rolled a flint wheel. His opposable digit landed on a plastic button pigmented like cherry skin. A one inch flame the color of queso erupted from a chrome plated chimney. Josh intersected a paper tube surrounding shards of tobacco with a cheddar tinted point. Josh looked above maroon fabric dressing his shoulder. Wednesday supported herself with a set of quivering palms. Wednesday's wobbly knees rested along soft grass. Her shivering hiny flattened above her heels. Wednesday gazed at Josh above soft skin protecting her shoulder. She hid chattering teeth below blood drenched lips. She exhaled shaky breaths. Josh dropped his lighter into the pocket of his jeans. He dug around. He lifted a long, skinny shaft out of a denim pouch. The slick pocket stick was four inches long. Josh's hip sack tool was trimmed with bone colored plates. Ends of calcium forged dividers were capped with stainless steel. Josh's skinny thumb mashed a shiny, steel button near the top of his pocket instrument. A four inch blade extended from bone flanges. Wednesdays' pupils studied polished steel poking out of Josh's pocket knife. Teal shutters squeezed Wednesday's pupils to the size of pin heads. Wednesday's head swirled around. Wednesday's fingernails sank into soft dirt and long, cool grass. Wednesday dragged herself away from the sidewalk. She employed ivory palms and tar spotted fingers to swivel her exhausted body. She faced Josh. Wednesday's soft shins rested along slick, emerald colored reeds. Wednesday's thighs flattened the arches of her lower legs. Josh turned around. A point of tangerine light near the tip of Josh's cigarette became snow white ash. Tubes of ivory tinted smoke erupted from Josh's thin nostrils. Wednesday stared into drops of tar attached to the middles of Josh's eyes. She lifted arms wiggling like gelatin dessert. She showed Josh a set of shaking palms. The depleted belle sprawled her buttermilk shoulder blades along tree bark mortar. Wednesday's leg noodles bypassed amber door vinyl and crumpled on top of her stomach. Wednesday cuddled exposed nipples and covered her cheek ceramic with wrist quartz. She used emerald grass to drag knee cream and toe licorice across abrasive cement. Cherry syrup leaked from Wednesday's raven crotch silk and drizzled cream sidewalk. Wednesday pelted lime peel dirt sprouts with raspberry glaze icing her inner thighs. She endured cruel laughter and punk rock blasts until the Chrysalis' rear door shut. Josh's denim carpeted calf flattened a sloppy sneaker mat beside Ivy's front hatch. Josh rocketed lanky digits in front of his t-shirt wine and latched Ivy's cabin port. Wednesday's nylon fishnet jacket and blue jean back pack dangled from Josh's wrist. The mangled dame's raven leg grit and heart salted trunk licorice gripped his neck. Josh carried Wednesday's shiny shoe spades and a cigarette with his fingers and lips. He sparked his savory coffin nail with a plastic lighter the color of porcelain. Josh watched Wednesday plow grass confetti and settle her hiny between her heels. The fearful maiden spotted Josh above her shoulder cream and sealed blood caked lips. Josh deposited his tobacco ignitor in his pocket and retrieved a switch knife. He mashed a chrome button and unlatched a four inch blade dividing bone finger grips. Wednesday scoured Josh's zinc treated cutlery with expanded teal, pupil facets. She dragged her limp carcass quartz away from sand paper walking concrete. The terrified mistress embedded emerald soil fluffs with velvet shins and faced Josh. Josh vented ivory cigarette smoke from his nostrils and departed Ivy's travel moat. Wednesday searched Josh's ocular tar droplets and flaunted quivering palm satin. "P-Please--" Wednesday begged. Chunks of charcoal black rubber hanging from Josh's shoe lifted off of a cement square. Josh's dangling footwear mat compressed soft, half inch reeds along soft dirt. "Ah!" Wednesday yelped. Wednesday's agitated palms shoved her undressed thighs away from her calves. Her unprotected butt cheeks collapsed on top of soft grass. The tops of Wednesday's thighs crushed raven black rose petals wrapping her tiny breasts. Wednesday's pale upper legs concealed soft skin covering her slender stomach. Her porcelain calves folded along curves of quartz, top limb segments. "N-NNo!" Wednesday shouted. Wednesday's slender arms hugged her shins. Wobbling fingers opened in front of Wednesday's kneecaps. Wednesday's toes and the balls of her feet flattened emerald green grass blades. Rubber wafers hanging from Josh's sneakers collapsed beside Wednesday's shiny, black toe caps. Josh slung his arm like a baseball bat. The strap of Wednesday's back pack slid down Josh's scrawny wrist. Text books, pencils, and spiral notebooks surrounded by blueberry denim collided with Wednesday's soft palms. Toppling school supplies hammered Wednesday's knuckles against her undressed shins. "P-Pleeease!" Wednesday belted past unstable vocal streaks. Wednesday shuffled her grim thigh quartz away from Josh's approaching shoe mats. She toppled exposed hiny mounds and bundled trunk custard with protective limb cream. "nnNo!" Wednesday shouted. "ssStop!" Wednesday guarded her shins with intersecting wrists and brandished desperate digits. She burrowed frosty grass with pitch toe caps and watched Josh park his worn shoes. Josh launched Wednesday's denim book bag and hammered her knees with her knuckles. "Ah!" Wednesday shrieked. Wednesday's terrified face dropped. Wednesday buried her porcelain cheeks between columns of pale skin protecting her thighs. Josh slung Wednesday's fishnet half shirt off of walnut flesh forming his skinny wrist. Wednesday's nylon garment dropped on raven black strands erupting from the rear of her scalp. A tube of crow colored fishnet fluttered down the back of Wednesday's neck. A sheet of woven, neoprene strands dangled from the knuckles of Wednesday's fingers. Josh snagged polka dotted silk and raven denim tubes hanging from his shoulder. Josh slung Wednesday's top and her jeans off of his deltoid. Articles of Wednesday's snatched clothing collapsed on top of her head. A sheet of raven black silk hung from Wednesday's slender neck. Curtains of black fabric spotted with cream colored hearts draped Wednesday's scalp. The legs of Wednesday's jeans sank into a seam down the middle of her back. "Eaah!" Wednesday screeched between clenched teeth. Wednesday's fingers wadded around polka dotted silk and raven black denim. Wednesday's irritated digits yanked garments off of her arms, neck, and shoulder blades. Wednesday slung a pile of crow colored clothes along blades of soft grass surrounding her toes. She looked up. Thin, raven black eyebrows pointed at the outer corners of Wednesday's eyes. Teal shutters found drops of tar attached to the middles of Josh's corneas. Josh tossed Wednesday's shoes. Capital "D"s attached to three inch heels crushed raven strands covering Wednesday's forehead. "Ah!" Wednesday yelped from panicked lip rubies. The feral mistress buried petrified cheek porcelain between her ivory drumsticks. Josh slopped Wednesday's raven fishnet top across her scalp graphite and digit coals. He tossed her tank top love spots and elastic jean soot along her quartz spinal seam. Wednesday expelled a pissy shriek relocating her garments to chlorophyll foot frames. Wednesday checked Josh's ocular tar dots and sighted heel spikes targeting her bangs. "Gyah!" Wednesday cried. Wednesday's arms lifted off of her shins. Undressed upper limbs folded over the top of Wednesday's head. "MMmmm--" Wednesday groaned. Wednesday's head wiggled back and forth below her pale wrists. "Pleeease--" Wednesday sobbed. Josh stared between slender palm supports crossed over Wednesday's raven scalp strands. Bushy eyebrows the color of scotch pointed at the middles of Josh's eyes. Squiggles of ivory tinted smoke erupted from a cigarette separating Josh's thin lips. Porcelain mist wafted across the bridge of Josh's narrow nose. Hot vapors singed thin, walnut colored skin surrounding Josh's nasal passages. Josh's slender fingers sank below Wednesday's skinny wrists. Lanky digits curled soft, raven black strands into a fist. She folded startled bicep cream on top of her throbbing face and shook her head. "pleee-ee-eeease--" Wednesday bawled between her dejected elbow buttermilk. Josh sifted fumes escaping his cigarette and glared at Wednesday's crossed wrists. He invaded her ivory arm canopy and wadded scalp licorice with pecan finger segments. "Ahh!" Wednesday barked. Josh tugged Wednesday's face away from her knees. Wednesday's skinny arms slipped off of her scalp. Wednesday's slender upper limbs dropped on soft skin surrounding her thighs. Wednesday pleaded with wide eyes. Raven black eyebrows pointed at the outer corners of Wednesday's eye sockets. The bridge of Wednesday's tiny nose wrinkled. Soft, blood soaked lips peeled off rows of pearls. "P-Pleeease--" Wednesday cried. Wednesday's head shook, slowly. Heavy breaths escaped blood soaked lips. "Pl-ease d-on't k-ill m-eee!" Wednesday squeazed through panicked breaths. Josh pointed the tip of a knife between sopping wet eye sockets surrounding Wednesday's nose. He narrowed his tar pigmented eyes. "aaAAAA!" Wednesday belted from hysterical precipice ceramic. The terrified mistress pleaded with tear soaked eyes and dispatched heavy breaths. "P-leeease--" Wednesday cried beneath her crumpled nasal chute. "Pl-Please don't kill me-eee-eee--" "How's your memory, Wednesday?" Josh requisitioned. "You feel like telling me what happened to my brother, now?" Wednesday's head tilted. Strands of raven black hair tightened between Josh's fingers and Wednesday's scalp. Wednesday stared into coal faceted irises. Wednesday's lips closed in front of her teeth. Thin, raven colored eyebrows pointed at the bridge of Wednesday's nose. Wednesday swallowed nervous saliva. "Where's my brother, Wednesday?" Josh demanded with a knife between Wednesday's eyes. "Do you remember, yet?" Wednesday tugged Josh's fingers with raven keratin knots and probed his pitch irises. "F-Fuck your brother!" Wednesday spat. "ffFuck your brother!" Wednesday fumbled beyond her nervous lip rubies. Wednesday sucked a sharp breath between gritted incisors. "The-- The only thing I know right now is what-- you and your friends just *did* to me!!" Wednesday's jaws tightened. Wednesday forced rubbery spit down her throat. "You can-- beat me up and stab me and torture me and-- assault me all you waaant!" Wednesday shouted. Wednesday forced short bursts of air into her lungs. "It's not gonna change anything, you fucking ass-hole!!" Wednesday sucked air between her teeth. She exhaled a shaky breath. Josh glared into irises the color of pool water. His fingers tightened around raven black knots attached to Wednesday's scalp. A frosty, polished point poked thin skin covering Wednesday's breast bone. Wednesday swallowed, nervously. She stared below angry eyebrows. She gazed into tar colored coins attached to Josh's corneas. Josh tilted Wednesday's head back. Josh's forehead collapsed along pale skin above Wednesday's teal irises. The end of Josh's nose crushed Wednesday's nasal point. Josh's cigarette hung from the corners of his lips. A growl escaped angry teeth tightened around Josh's cigarette cellulose. The licorice haired vixen siphoned vengeful gasses between her quivering incisors. "The-- The only thing I know right now is what-- you and your friends just *did* to me!! You can-- beat me and-- fuck me and-- torture me all you WAAANT!!" Wednesday funneled desperate puffs past her panicked airways and gulped salty spit. "It's not gonna *change* anything, you-- fucking ass-hole!!" Josh hoisted Wednesday's scalp graphite and glared at her terrified facial quartz. Wednesday braved frosty steel probing her breast bone and searched Josh's ocular tar. Josh leveled Wednesday's nose and forehead velvet with his cigarette gripping face. "AArrrggh!!" Josh snarled. Josh's fingers tugged raven black strands growing out of Wednesday's scalp. Lanky, walnut digits forced Wednesday's face away from Josh's agitated precipice. Josh stood up and stepped back. Josh's knife dropped beside a column of indigo blue denim surrounding his hip. The tip of Josh's cigarette glowed tangerine orange. The fingers of Josh's free hand yanked a smoldering tobacco tube away from his lips. Josh inhaled between his teeth. He exhaled a tube of ivory colored smoke between angry lips. He pointed ash covering the tip of his cigarette between Wednesday's light blue eyes. "God damn a conscience--" Josh grumbled. Josh studied a pile of raven black garments stacked in front of Wednesday's naked insteps. He inhaled through his nostrils. He blew out hot breath. Josh lifted his pocket knife. He pointed the tip of a cold, slick blade between Wednesday's eyes. "All-right, Wednesdayy--" Josh snarled. Josh wiggled an unhinged switch blade. "I don't know what happened--" Wednesday's lips concealed chattering teeth. Her shivering palms sank into blades of emerald colored grass. The bridge of Josh's narrow nose wrinkled. Josh stepped towards Wednesday. He poked his knife between eyebrows pointing at the inner corners of Wednesday's eyes. "AArrgghh--" Josh snarled past hateful incisors squeezing his coffin nail. Josh dispatched Wednesday's tearful cheeks and grazed his hip denim with sharp steel. He snatched his smoldering tobacco tube and inhaled between hesitant teeth. He expelled an exhaust tube and signaled Wednesday's cornea teal with cigarette ash. "God damn a conscience," Josh grumbled using bitter mouth seams. Josh sifted raven textile cuddling Wednesday's pale insteps and flaunted his knife. "All-right, Wednesdayyy--" Josh croaked between meticulous oral frames. "I don't know exactly how it went dowwwn--" Josh pointed out Wednesday's glassy eyes with his switch blade and peeled rabid lips. "Just think about you and your friends--" Josh warned. Josh tapped thin skin covering the middle of Wednesday's forehead with an ice cold point. "You-- and Hailey Holloway-- and Lloyd Freeman--" Wednesday cringed. Her eyes squeezed shut. "Think about that," Josh continued. Josh's thin lips parted. His incisors squeezed together. Josh's free arm lifted. "And, remember--" Josh waved his cigarette around. "*This*--" Josh shook his head. "*This* never happened." Wednesday stared into Josh's cold, dark eyes. She swallowed rubbery spit. Josh stood up. He directed his knife towards Ivy's Chrysalis. He wiggled it. "This never happened." Josh swirled on the balls of his feet. He stomped across soft reeds leading to the sidewalk. He dropped on a two foot square of concrete. He shook his head, angrily. "Why don't you just-- think about you and your friends," Josh ominously suggested. "Youuu--" Josh purred beyond sinister digestive arcs. Travis' lanky brother patted Wednesday's meager forehead velvet with frosty steel. "Hailey Hollowayyy--" Josh groaned. "Lloyd Freemahhhn--" Wednesday nuzzled grim neck satin with naked shoulders and crumpled her ocular flaps. "You just *think* about that," Josh taunted. "And, rememberrr--" The fluff scalped skater lowered his knife and flaunted steaming nicotine remnants. "*This*-- This never happened." Wednesday observed Josh acknowledging his girlfriend's Chrysalis with a switch blade. "It never happened." Josh swirled around and departed spongy soil sprouts for concrete walking squares. "Fucking conscience--" Josh mumbled. Wednesday stared at tubes of raven black denim. Crow pigmented jean chutes were folded in front of Wednesday's raven spotted toes. Wednesday heard the front, passenger's side door of Ivy's car close. She listened to the Chrysalis pull away from a concrete curb. Wednesday exhaled shallow breaths through sopping wet lips. She stopped. She looked up. Teal shutters gazed below angry, raven black eyebrows. Wednesday's irises glided to the corners of her eyes. Sapphire eye facets watched Ivy's Chrysalis disappear behind a brick building. Wednesday's fingers searched raven black denim forging the waist of her jeans. Her tar embellished digits disappeared inside a front pocket. Wednesday looked down. A cardboard box the size of a billfold laid across Wednesday's palm. The cellulose container was white. A gold symbol was printed across the top half of a paper sleeve. The glittering insignia was the shape of an award ribbon. Tall, black letters were printed below a saxophone tinted icon. Elongated characters spelled "Marley's." The tip of Wednesday's tiny thumb flattened along the top edge of a gold emblem. A wedge of tar colored nail polish adorned Wednesday's opposable finger canvas. Wednesday's thumb wandered towards the top of a cardboard box. A cellulose cover flipped backwards. Rows of quarter inch, paper tubes were hiding underneath a wood pulp hood. Porcelain chutes surrounded cylinder shaped nicotine screens. Wednesday yanked a cigarette out of a cardboard box. She plopped an ivory tinted cancer stick between soft, blood soaked lips. "Fucking conscience--" Josh grumbled from disgusted oral flaps. Wednesday heard Ivy's door shut while sifting raven denim framing her pitch toe caps. She huffed shallow breaths and listened to the Chrysalis drive away from the curb. Wednesday watched Ivy's car round a brick building using inquisitive ocular teal. The grim goth searched emery jean soot and retrieved her smokes from a front pocket. She suspended porcelain storage cardboard using her pitch capped digit ceramic. Long letter coals spelled "Marley's" below a gold insignia resembling a ribbon fork. Wednesday capsized a cellulose box topper with her licorice tipped thumb buttermilk. She gripped a quartz bundled nicotine screen with her blood soaked lip velvet. Wednesday's thumb and index finger surrounded a shiny, gold plated box. The brass coated sculpture was the size of a pink, correction eraser. Wednesday squeezed her fingers together. A saxophone treated cap popped off of a rhombus shaped frame and hinged back. The separating hood chimed like a triangle. Wednesday's fingers surrounded the body of her Flippo lighter. Her opposable digit gripped a stone wheel. The slate disc extended beside a chrome plated chimney dotted with tiny holes. Wednesday's thumb rolled a graphite spool. Sparks landed on a wick extending from a tube spotted like Swiss cheese. A tangerine colored flame erupted from a chrome shaft drilled with eighth inch ports. Wednesday's shivering, porcelain digits drifted towards her ruby stained lips. The tip of a tangerine tinted flame intersected tobacco shards poking out of a paper tube. Wednesday shut her lighter. She dropped her gold plated ignitor on wads of raven black denim covering her toes. Shaking fingers dotted with cold sweat converged around the end of Wednesday's cigarette. Wiggling knuckle extensions floated away from Wednesday's frosty mouth rims. Uneasy breaths forced puffs of porcelain colored mist through quivering lips. Wednesday studied the end of her cigarette. Her ivory tinted filter paper was stained with blood. The grave vixen compressed a gold plated ignitor box the size of a correction eraser. She hoisted whistling chimney ports with licorice talons and buffed a stone disc. Wednesday used shivering digit quartz to sear tobacco tissue with mango wick exhaust. She deposited her saxophone torch along raven denim framing her asphalt toe spots. She separated rolled nicotine mist from frosty mouth rims using saline soaked digits. She expelled ivory exhaust between grim lips and examined blood stained filter paper. Chapter 5: "Between the Sheets" Frames constructed from slick, oak reeds filled Lloyd's bedroom window. The hardwood port borders were the thickness of pencils. Five inch glass squares were fitted between shiny, wood rods. Silicate rhombuses were arranged four columns by four rows. Hailey's emerald irises scanned points of pyramids like blue gelatin dessert. The blue raspberry extrusions were ripples erupting from a pool water surface. Lines of pearl colored tiles were arranged above peaks of Egyptian shaped peaks. Paint covering ceramic squares formed artwork the color of ibuprofen gel caps. Each porcelain sculpture was stamped with a blue seashell the size of a compact disc. Slate bricks shaped like greeting cards bordered points traveling across a swimming pool. The expansive wading area was shaped like a figure eight. Peaks of chlorine tub rims pointed towards Lloyd's window. So, Hailey considered the shape she observed to be an infinity symbol. Grass blades like bread ties surrounded graphite squares bordering blueberry pyramids. Surrounding chlorophyll reeds were the color of watermelon peel. A tree trunk erupted from a vertex formed between elliptical swimming pool borders. The cellulose base was as big around as a refrigerator. A hardwood root like a three inch thick rope escaped slats the color of watermelon shell. The bark shrouded topsoil explorer traveled one foot. A pulp extrusion curved and became a barrel shaped surface. The body of a thick tree upright was coated with walnut colored husks. The protective wood armor was like rows of one inch pine cone segments. A branch like a traffic light pole erupted from the left edge of the cannon shaped trunk. The stout limb began twelve feet above the tree base. The brittle fork sprouted along a forty-five degree incline. The cellulose extension turned six feet away and reached for the sky. A fibrous sculpture like a fifty-five gallon drum erupted from the peak of the bark column. The enormous limb forged a lush network spanning an evening canopy. A barrel sized branch appeared between traffic pole and drum shaped growths. The cask formed eruption extended along a thirty degree trajectory and traveled sixteen feet. The whiskey storage wanderer reached for an eggplant and amber hued atmosphere. The thick cellulose fork disappeared behind a canopy of jade pigmented leaves. Emerald tree organs were shaped like one inch arrow heads. Spades the color of rich grass wobbled like cocoons in a light breeze. Oak lattice pencils arranged Lloyd's five inch, bedroom window squares four by four. Hailey's emerald irises scanned pool water ripple pyramids like blue gelatin dessert. Seashell saucers resembling dish soap marked pearl tiles overlooking Egyptian rapids. Hailey traced an infinity sculpted wading bank forged from graphite greeting cards. Refrigerator width hardwood escaped chlorophyll bread ties parting elliptical banks. Crooked root ropes explored surrounding topsoil and framed the stout field extension. A limb like a traffic light pole departed bronze husk twelve feet above the ground. A barrel sized fork nearby sprouted a lush network obscuring an evening canopy. Arrow pointed leaf jade sailed gentle gasses traveling raspberry atmosphere. Roots like thick, twisting snakes coiled out of watermelon peel bread ties. The serpent structured growths emerged fourteen feet right of a triple pronged trunk. Python strands slithered ten feet, knotted, and formed a walnut colored upright as wide as a tractor tire. Pecan tinted husks poked out of a wood pulp column. Bark extrusions spiraled up a warped cylinder and surrounded a three foot knob. A branch as big around as a basket ball extended from a space above the one yard wide bulge. The twelve inch limb wandered along a twenty degree angle then reached for the sky. A big, fat hardwood extension poked up beside the basket ball shaped fork. Two additional cellulose struts followed a seventy degree path away from the others. Steep woodland wanderers turned vertical and reached into the air. One inch, spade shaped leaves dangled from walnut tinted burs protecting winding hardwood. A third tree grew near the left end of the first two. Similar cellulose coils emerged beside bronze saplings and emerald pigmented solar absorbers. Seven foot fence pickets poked out of flat grass blades. Divisive points erupted two feet beyond elm tree trunks. The mitered fence slats were formed from fresh pine. The vertical boards were stained the color of cinnamon sticks. Two by fours like ant hill dirt were nailed across four inch thick stakes. Tangerine fountains sprouted from triangular spaces between apexes of upright boards. The neon rays were glares from the sun's corona. A sweet potato shelf hovered above sherbet refractions. A line of lady bug luminescence bordered a pumpkin shell strut. Poppy sky light faded to pomegranate radiation. Raspberry gasses became a blueberry canopy. Indigo sky illuminations disappeared behind bushes of jade green leaves like arrow heads. Python bark coiled a tractor tire trunk with a beach ball cavern fourteen feet away. Hefty branches supported matching tree organ spades riding ginger air currents. Dense cellulose stalks supported a third tree beyond the left end of the first two. Cinnamon pickets seven feet high profiled Lloyd's corpulent cistern drapery. Tangerine rays departed fence miter gaps and illuminated a tomato sky striation. Pomegranate canopy became star sprinkled, blueberry cosmos between kiwi leaf spades. Carrot, apricot, and pumpkin pie strands shrouded the rear of a narrow scalp. Ginger filaments surrounded a slender neck the color of ivory. Pomegranate strips descended from tips of flame colored locks. Raspberry fleece uprights converged along ivory tinted deltoid flesh. Geranium sweater extensions stretched along slender shoulders and wrapped slim biceps. Soft scapula dermis crushed radish tinted slats along a canopy of shiny, oak rods. The upright hardwood dowels were an inch thick. A two foot strip of oak was fitted along tips of cellulose shafts. The slick backrest fastener was three inches thick. Bases of polished spine supports squeezed into one inch holes. The two centimeter pits were recessed into a reflective, sitting surface. The oak hiny sheet was about one foot wide and eighteen inches long. The tuchus platter was an inch thick. A trim waist descended from a fence of pomegranate pickets. Slender abdominal flanks squeezed into a band of crow tinted denim. Toned belly edges curved to form jean strapped hips. Escaping pelvis curves created a teardrop shape like a bowling ball in a pillowcase. Raven black fabric like sand paper stretched around a waist flask the width of a volleyball. Elastic hind coverings were sandwiched between a slick shelf and soft cheeks. Slender calves descended from the edge of an oak seating surface. Crow tinted tubes hung from knees gripping a polished step an inch thick. Cream heels with strawberry soles hung from soot colored collars. Cherry pigmented foot mounds gripped a shiny dowel with a one inch diameter. The buffed rod separated bases of cylindrical chair legs. Puffs below three inch wide insteps flattened along a chocolate brown floor square. The ceramic tile was a foot wide. The reflective dermis platform was like a sheet of iced espresso. Copper tinted embellishments simulated cocoa tinted marble. Pale tarsal extensions compressed along a frozen square the color of molasses. Lime colored caps were brushed on top of porcelain plantar digits. Across the room, mud tinted hair dangled in front of eyes as black as coal. Tar colored irises studied cheddar and sweet potato strands growing out of a narrow scalp. Carrot tinted curtains concealed the back of a slender neck. Tips of ginger extrusions collected along a two foot wide strip of polished oak. Near an open door way, a smirking face like walnut meat emerged from chunks of potato skin hair. Bushy sideburns resembling chocolate frosting framed dimpled cheeks. A kiwi pigmented collar surrounded a masculine neck. Lime green and cream colored stripes contained sturdy biceps. Pecan tinted forearms were folded over pistachio and buttermilk bands wrapping muscular pecks. Indigo denim tubes descended from a skirt of champagne and mozarella striped fabric. Navy blue cotton sheets wadded along flaps of soot tinted suede. Charcoal plantar patterns were loosely stitched around placid insteps. Untied, coal colored shoelaces collapsed on top of footwear fragments like chunks of tire. Mango and peach scalp wire dusted cherry fleece uprights framing Hailey's chest pine. The ginger mistress embedded oak dowels with geranium bicep and scapula yarn. Denim soot binding tone flanks and hip custard topped knees overflowing chair lumber. A cocoa strut braced cream heels and strawberry soles exiting licorice jean collars. Tarsal velvet flaunted lime toe caps among frosty tile marble like espresso and milk. Lloyd skimmed cheddar head silk draping Hailey's slender neck from a hall doorway. He sifted hair mud with eye coals above dimpled cheeks frosted with chocolate chops. Folded wrist caramel topped lime and dairy chest streaks under Lloyd's kiwi collar. Indigo denim lashed leg gristle and dangled untied laces knitting his sneaker pitch. "Hailey?" Lloyd requisitioned. Hailey looked over her shoulder. "I'm afraid this 'Wednesday situation' has become quite serious." Hailey rested a narrow chin along pomegranate strips covering her deltoid. She smiled. "Hai-ley?" Lloyd somberly probed. "I'm worried this 'Wednesday situation' is becoming quite serious." Lloyd's carrot haired visitor nuzzled cherry shoulder fleece and scanned his eye tar. "Lloyyyd--" Hailey groaned. Carrot colored strands dangled beside Hailey's pale cheeks. Peaks of limestone facial curves were dusted with carnation pink blush. Emeralds gazed through rectangular crystals resting along pale precipice points. Gold plated dowels extended from the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Saxophone sticks disappeared behind curtains of flame tinted hair. A glittering fragment a half inch long connected the inner edges of Hailey's ocular panels. The brass coated sprinkle spanned the bridge of Hailey's tiny nose. Shiny, pomegranate lips extended below slender nasal tubes. Pomegranate sweater strips a half centimeter wide bordered Hailey's buttermilk chest flesh. "I thought I told you to give her some space," Hailey reiterated. Hailey looked around. A thick quilt was wadded along the edge of Lloyd's bed. Lloyd's crumpled mattress fluffs were decorated with yellow and black plaid. The fabric's mustard and charcoal pigments were forged from one foot wide squares. Lloyd's ruffled quilt reminded Hailey of *her* old bed spread. Hailey's checkered blanket was gobbled up in a fire three nights prior. The lemon and licorice body tortilla was crumpled along a slate colored sheet. Lloyd's soot pigmented box spring covering was stretched across a king sized mattress. Hailey studied the surface of her boyfriend's bed. She pictured Lloyd laying across the foam packed plane. She imagined chocolate hair strands compressed between Lloyd's scalp and bed charcoal. Hailey pictured pine colored skin stretched over Lloyd's muscular rib hide. Hailey wondered if Lloyd had chest hair. She didn't even know. Hailey imagined thick biceps surrounding the edges of Lloyd's masculine pecks. She pictured Lloyd's coal colored irises facing the ceiling. She imagined her slender thighs resting along the upper surfaces of Lloyd's hips. Emerald green irises gazed through rectangles of glass. Jade facets traced lines surrounding yellow and black checks decorating Lloyd's quilt. Hailey imagined edges of limestone thighs beside crumples of lemon and licorice plaid. Porcelain upper legs flattened the curves of Hailey's ceramic calves. The edge of Lloyd's quilt arose beside Hailey's narrow hips. Straw and soot crumples surrounded a pine colored waist seven inches wide. Hailey's pale back flesh curved out of plaid blanket ruffles. Ivory spinal hide became Hailey's slender shoulders. Limestone tinted biceps hung beside Hailey's undressed ribs. Lloyd's strong wrists extended beside Hailey's upper arms. Hailey imagined Lloyd's palms sinking into the edges of her hips. She pictured Lloyd's thick fingers gripping the tops of her butt cheeks. Lloyd scattered Hailey's thoughts. "Lllloyd--" Hailey groaned before mashing grim lip radishes under optic dowel brass. "I *thought* I told you to give her some space." The tender vixen admired one foot coal and mustard checks crumpling Lloyd's mattress. Hailey pictured linen soot cradling Lloyd's stout trunk above his king size mattress. She imagined familiar blanket plaid bundling her thigh mousse on top of Lloyd's hips. The fuzzy dame envisioned her lumbar and bicep oatmeal sprouting from cover crumples. She perceived Lloyd's masculine fingers tilling her hip butter and tuchus gelatin. "What if she rats on us?" Lloyd requisitioned. Hailey stared into space. She looked behind her. Lloyd shrugged. He hugged a muscular neck with cream and lime green stripes wrapping his shoulders. Hailey cackled. Hailey's head turned. Hailey checked out a poster above Lloyd's bed. "What if she rats on us??" Lloyd quibbled, jarring a chuckle from his spicy mistress. "She's not gonna rat on us, Lloyd," Hailey responded. The banner shrouding Lloyd's bed measured twenty-four inches across and three feet high. A skateboarder was printed on top of a slick, rectangular surface. A black beanie was strapped over the street surfer's head. A cartoon skull was embroidered over the wheelie boarder's yarn forehead covering. Curls of charcoal black hair poked out of woven hat edges. A slate black shirt hung from the skate athlete's shoulders. Long, coal colored sleeves swirled down the wheel coaster's arms. Wads of tar colored denim were stacked down the city surfer's legs. Ends of crow tinted pant legs wadded around raven black skate shoes. "YKC" was printed across the middle of the skateboarder's shirt. The vinyl banner consisted of ruby red letters with lemon yellow borders. Hyphens crossed out daffodil embossed "Y" and "C" characters. A skateboard deck was visible below pearl white mats glued to soot tinted shoes. The oblong sneaker platform was strapped with gravel colored grip tape. Two sets of chrome colored screws were threaded into adhesive film like asphalt. Four Phillips faces were fastened above wheels near the front of a pine board. Four plus sign caps were sutured above rear facing wheels. The half pipe athlete and his skateboard were airborne. A floating sidewalk surfer and his foot roller hovered above a row of concrete stairs. A cherry red guardrail erupted from middles of cement steps. "Well-- at least, I don't *think* she will," Hailey added. Hailey spotted three magma lights. The melted wax lamps were arranged along a slick, oak slat twelve inches wide. The polished strut was the top of a book shelf. Near the left edge of a cellulose storage surface, a shiny steel hourglass stood three inches high. A one foot glass bottle emerged from a stainless steel support. The silicate chute was shaped like a container of malt liquor. Lemon yellow blobs the size of quarters wandered through blue liquid resembling glass cleaner. A polished, steel cap covered a riveted bottle top. "She's not gonna *rat* on us, Lloyd," Hailey refuted. The giddy gal scanned hair soot curling skull knitted, beanie coal above Lloyd's bed. Raven clothing and kicks cloaked the poster skateboarder's vinyl printed extremities. Hyphen crossed digit vinyl like lemon framed cherries spelled "YKC" across his chest. The madcap sailed deck screws and wheel cream above rosy rails parting cement steps. "Wellll-- I don't *think* she'll rat on us." Hailey relished egg yokes traveling malt liquor, glass cleaner among silver bolsters. A shiny, charcoal colored hourglass stood beside the first magma light. A flask of clear liquid erupted from a slate pigmented egg timer. The soot tinted lamp's container was six inches taller than the first heater's display. The secondary tank was one and a half times wider than the lemon and dish soap bottle. A cherry red drop as big around as a half dollar hung from a charcoal flask covering. A strawberry blob the diameter of a tape roll arose from the base of a crystal chute. The cardinal pigmented eruption swam away from a glob like watermelon flesh. An emerald green hourglass stood beside a black figure eight. The jade embellished stand was shiny like concurrent magma light bases. A one foot glass bottle escaped a chlorophyll stained frustrum. The twelve inch container was filled with olive green liquid. Four lime juice blobs the size of billiard balls floated in heated pickle juice. A set of neon green spheres crashed into each other. "You don't *think* she'll rat on us?" Lloyd requisitioned. Thick eyebrows the color of dutch chocolate wandered up Lloyd's forehead. Lloyd's magma lights rested along a slick board forming the top of a book shelf. Lloyd's oak text case was five feet long. The sturdy binder organizer was forged from shiny, hardwood slats. Cellulose book supports were stained the color of ant hill dirt. An upright sheet divided horizontal reading slats in two. Hailey gazed into her boyfriend's eyes. Emerald colored shutters focused on pupil adjusters like opals. Hailey looked towards the upper, right corners of her eyes. She shrugged. "It's her word against ours," Hailey explained. Hailey looked into Lloyd's eyes. "Maybe she knows what we did this weekend." Hailey squinted. Eyebrows like cheddar cheese shavings floated above irises like emeralds. Hailey licked raspberry colored gloss coating her lips. "But, she can't *prove* anything." Hailey looked away. "Sooo--" Lloyd exhaled from masculine nostrils. He studied checkered tiles covering the floor of his bedroom. A one foot, chocolate square rested beside a twelve inch rhombus the color of banana pudding. The brown tile was decorated with swirls the color of copper. Silver whirls were brushed across the surface of the cream colored floor slat. Lloyd slowly nodded. "You don't *think* she'll rat on us??" Lloyd grieved. "It's her word against *ours*," Hailey schemed while seeing rubies slosh lamp tarmac. Lime juice billiard balls crashed between emerald fixtures housing cozy pickle juice. "Wednesday might know what we *did* this weekend. But, I don't think she can PROVE anything." Hailey and Lloyd scanned book shelf tar and tile checks swirled with copper and zinc. "Yeah--" Lloyd purred. "I guess that's true, huh?" Hailey browsed her boyfriend's books. A text folder sealing the left end of Lloyd's book shelf was protected by a hard cover. The tree strand manual's cardboard sheathing was wrapped in slick, black paper. The wood pulp banner was old and worn. White was showing where creases cracked laminated ink. Cream colored letters spelled "Nihilist Recipes" along a reflective spine covering. Pairs of cherry red lines stretched horizontally above and below buttermilk characters. A hard cover manual stood beside the printout stack tilted "Nihilist Recipes". The cardboard jacketed publication was the thickness of a text book. The second book's tough sheething also looked pretty worn. Protective binder sheets were wrapped with charcoal colored hatches. Shiny, silver letters were printed across a wood pulp spine. Mirror tinted characters spelled "Beauty of Electronics". Last names of two authors were etched using gold letters before the periodical's label. "I guess that's truuue, huh?" Lloyd croaked. Hailey skimmed ivory creases among worn paper soot clinging hard cover binding. Twin pomegranate marks framed buttermilk characters spelling "Nihilist Recipes". Slate burlap bordered a nearby spine that was chrome stamped "Beauty of Electronics". "And" separated author last names etched with gold preceding the manual's title. "Wednesday doesn't like what we did," Hailey continued. She licked her lips. "She doesn't get--" Hailey spotted a white, plastic rectangle. The polystyrene plate resided between silver and charcoal hourglasses supporting magma lights. The cream tinted slat was spotted with tiny, square shaped holes. Wires poked out of teensy block frames. Copper filaments erupted beside electrical components and descended petroleum steps. Tiny canisters smaller than AA batteries poked out of miniature elevator shafts. Hailey was pretty sure the vinyl sheethed containers were called "capacitors". But, she wasn't well versed in electronics. Wired devices and bulbs like cherry red sprinkles surrounded legs of a plastic chip. The button shaped component was sunken near the middle of the polystyrene board. Hailey was pretty sure she knew what the square pierced project plate was called. But, the device's name escaped her. "Wednesday *hates* what we did to those fuckers," Hailey ominously rambled. "She doesn't gehhht--" The dizzy dame sifted jelly bean canisters poking out of plastic waffle custard. Cherry sprinkle bulbs plus rose, daisy, and bluebonnet wire framed a silicone wafer. Hailey knew the tiny fobs were called "capacitors", but the plate's name escaped her. "What, Hailey?" Lloyd asked. "What is she not 'getting'?" Hailey looked above pomegranate strands covering her shoulder. She gazed into drops of tar plopped near the middles of her boyfriend's eyes. Pitch spots cowered behind swirls of chocolate brown hair curling out of Lloyd's forehead. Hailey's boyfriend had some hidden talents. Hailey didn't realize. Hailey inhaled past raspberry colored gloss coating her lips. "What are you saying, Hailey?" Lloyd curiously pried. "She's not getting-- what??" Hailey sought cornea tar drops cowering between Lloyd's chocolate forehead swirls. The cantaloupe stranded damsel's espresso mopped host had some hidden talents. "I brought up Gwen, again," Hailey explained. "I-- brought up Gwen, again," Hailey fumbled past distracted lip radishes. "In class?" Lloyd inquired. Hailey stared at cardboard binders lining Lloyd's book shelf. "In class, a while ago?" Lloyd implored using crumpled walnut cheeks. "I thiiink--" Hailey grumbled. Hailey glanced at chocolate strands poking out of Lloyd's cheek. "I mean, I told Wednesday--" Lloyd stepped beside Hailey's chair. He studied flame colored strands erupting from his girlfriend's scalp. Hailey looked up. She gazed above transparent crystals surrounding the bridge of her tiny nose. Irises like emeralds stared below eyebrows like sweet potato shavings. Lloyd spotted Hailey's shiny, radish tinted lips. Hailey's raspberry polished mouth rims were trembling. Ends of strong fingers gripped Hailey's fleece blanketed shoulder. Lloyd soothed tender flesh underneath thick, pomegranate tinted sweater strips. Hailey barely noticed. Hailey's emerald eye shutters searched spaces between strands of chocolate brown hair. Hailey gazed into shiny lumps of coal adorning Lloyd's corneas. She felt like she was falling down a well. Hailey forced rubbery lips together. She squeezed nervous spit down her throat. Lloyd's mouth went dry. He licked a set of parched mouth rims. He curled uneasy oral extents into a sly smirk. "I thiiink--" The flustered hen examined intellectual references lining Lloyd's reading cabinet. "I mean, I told Wednesdayyy--" Lloyd stepped beside Hailey's chair and searched her vacant precipice limestone. Hailey detected Lloyd soothing wine bicep fleece while skimming angular optic prisms. "*I* thiiink--" Lloyd interrupted. "I think you're looking too far ahead." Emeralds danced above the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Jade facets searched glittering coals for Lloyd's pupils. Lloyd's ocular inputs were invisible. Strawberry hide covering the balls of Hailey's feet flattened along ice cold tile ceramic. Cherry dermis compressed a chocolate brown surface decorated with copper colored swirls. Salmon plantar mounds lifted Hailey's jean strapped knees. Hailey's lime capped toes swiveled her knees around the corner of a slick seating surface. Hailey's slender calves crushed crow colored denim along the edge of a polished plane. Tangerine spotted fingers lifted off of soot tinted denim stretched over Hailey's thighs. Orange sprinkled cream digits wiggled beside ends of nervous knuckles. Hailey's pale palm extensions wandered towards Lloyd's lime and vanilla stomach stripes. Her porcelain carpal graspers froze. Hailey stared into Lloyd's black eye shutters. She inhaled a sharp breath between shaking teeth. She looked down. She studied kiwi and buttermilk tinted bands surrounding Lloyd's trunk. She eased ginger fingers towards Lloyd's trim belly flesh. Trembling palms grazed lime and cream fabric covering Lloyd's abs. One inch ridges protruded from Lloyd's muscular stomach. Gentle bedroom gasses cooled droplets of sweat coating the surfaces of Hailey's hands. Hailey licked nervous lips coated with raspberry gloss. Hailey's head tilted back. Emeralds wandered to the peaks of Hailey's eye sockets. Lloyd stared into sparkling facets behind the lenses of Hailey's glasses. He swallowed, nervously. Lloyd lowered his espresso flooded face. Lloyd's lips landed on Hailey's. Hailey squeezed slick, raspberry colored mouth rims against Lloyd's digestive opening. Long, charcoal stained eyelashes collapsed behind rectangular panels. Hailey's cherry pigmented eyelids covered emeralds attached to her corneas. The tips of Lloyd's thumb and forefinger connected below the point of Hailey's narrow chin. The edge of Lloyd's palm cradled soft skin protecting Hailey's lower jaw. Lloyd hinged Hailey's head backwards. His walnut precipice tilted. Hailey's orange spotted cream digits glided up the edges of Lloyd's shirt. Hailey's tangerine capped fingertips soothed the backs of Lloyd's biceps. Hailey's eyes popped open. Hailey stretched glossed mouth coverings away from Lloyd's masculine facial rims. She exhaled hot breath. Hailey's cheeks felt flush. Passionate radiation poured out of Hailey's carnation stained facial curves. Lloyd gazed into Hailey's emerald irises. Coals pointed at Gemini birthstones. Lloyd detected his heart thumping his ribs. Lloyd's eyes drifted. His corneal tar droplets followed buttermilk skin covering Hailey's neck and breast bone. Cream rib and throat dermis was surrounded by pomegranate sweater pickets. Hailey's chest heaved. Her tiny tits floated on a heavy gasp. Hailey's apple shaped mammary sacks collapsed her breathless lungs. Lloyd's fingers slipped away from Hailey's chin. His masculine digits glided through ginger strands extending from Hailey's scalp. Lloyd lowered coffee shrouded facial features. He crushed passionate oral rims against Hailey's pomegranate glossed teeth coverings. Hailey and Lloyd's eyelids collapsed. Hailey's carrot filamented skull sank into pillows covering Lloyd's palm. Lloyd's free hand fingers squeezed between slick oak and raven denim below Hailey's knees. Lloyd suctioned tight lips away from Hailey's breathless oral cavern. He looked down. Hailey's rose stained eye flaps peeled apart. Hailey exhaled heavy gasps. She stared into Lloyd's coal faceted eye shutters. Steamy chest eruptions escaped Hailey's slick, trembling lips. Lloyd snaked his masculine arm behind Hailey's slender neck. Lloyd cradled Hailey's narrow shoulders between his bicep and wrist. He tightened hefty upper ligaments. He stood up. Lloyd swirled on rubber platforms hanging from sloppy, black sneakers. Charcoal neoprene sheets grinded surfaces of slick tiles. Lloyd lowered Hailey's shivering body curves above the edge of his bed. Hailey's velvet heels, denim wrapped hiny, and fleeced shoulder blades sank into a pillow top mattress. Lloyd arranged his girlfriend backwards. The top of Hailey's ginger stranded scalp faced the foot of Lloyd's bed. Hailey's sand paper wrapped tuchus compressed plaid crumpled near the corner of Lloyd's bed. The soles of Hailey's feet glided over cool, charcoal colored sheet wrinkles. Lloyd's arm slipped out of a space separating Hailey's thighs and calves. Hailey's slender biceps nestled between Lloyd's upper and lower arm. Hailey gazed at Lloyd from tops of cherry brushed eye sockets. Emerald irises stared nervously above transparent crystals. Lloyd gazed between curtains of chocolate silk. Lloyd's pecan facial features drifted towards his mattress. His lips connected with Hailey's. A grateful groan transferred from Hailey's slick, raspberry tinted oral rims to Lloyd's teeth. Ocular covers brushed with rose pigmented eye shadow covered Hailey's emerald irises. Lloyd's espresso shrouded face tilted. Lloyd's tightened mouth openings gripped Hailey's upper lip. The ends of Hailey and Lloyd's face holes separated. Hailey stared into Lloyd's coal dusted pupil facets. Heavy gasps escaped Hailey's gloss coated lips. Hailey swallowed, nervously. Hailey's sweat coated palms crushed yellow and black blanket tufts. Tangerine caps attached to the ends of Hailey's fingers sank into thick wool. Hailey supported herself with shivering palms. She studied shiny coals attached to her boyfriend's eyes. "*I* theeenk--" Lloyd nervously cooed. "I-- think you're trying to see too far into the future." Hailey ogled Lloyd's eye pitch before pivoting kiwi talons and grazing lime ab grips. She relished air chilling palm sweat under mango claws and lapped raspberry trumpets. Lloyd scoured antsy emeralds, then tipped chin limestone and devoured cherry lip wax. The wiry colt plowed ginger locks while Hailey wadded rosy lids and clawed arm steel. Lloyd endured alien heart pumps, then adored cherry yarn jugs expelling steamy huffs. He deposited heel velvet, knee charcoal, and scapula wine along his pillowy mattress. He admired Hailey skimming icy sheet slate before muffling a groan with keen lip ham. He observed her sharing excited bellows and tilling wool mustard with neon talons. "Lloyd-- w-what?" Hailey inquired. Lloyd stared at jade slivers behind crystal ocular panels. Lloyd's tongue glided across his lower lip. Lloyd's fingers gripped ripples of crow tinted denim surrounding Hailey's thigh curves. Lloyd's thick digits separated opposing flaps fastening the waist of Hailey's jeans. "ahhh--" Hailey grunted. A copper plated fastener popped out of a sutured jean slot. Lloyd separated sheets of soot tinted fabric. A bronze coated zipper passed between steel teeth concealing Hailey's crotch. Lloyd peeled the waist of Hailey's jeans off curves of porcelain hips. He dragged crow colored tubes down Hailey's soft thighs. Ceramic white bands an inch thick were stretched above the points of Hailey's pelvis. Quartz waist straps extended from an elastic sheet shaped like an inverted triangle. Edges of neoprene panty harnessess were surrounded by ridges of cardinal red lace. Tiny, red bows were stitched to crimson embroideries. The teensy, knotted ribbons were spaced three inches apart. Ceramic tinted fabric stretched from one inch bands suspending Hailey's panties. Ivory pigmented nylon descended from cherry red lace adorning Hailey's narrow waist. The lower point of a triangular crotch covering disappeared between Hailey's thighs. Lloyd stared at soft elastic concealing Hailey's labia. Shiny coals drifted to the middles of Lloyd's eyes. Ocular facets like tar droplets gazed into emeralds behind glass rectangles "Lloyd-- w-what??" Hailey demanded. The cool buck sifted eye kiwis under Hailey's specs, then split her copper lap teeth. "AAaa--!" the ginger doe grunted while Lloyd peeled jean soot binding curvy leg pine. Lloyd clawed cardinal lace framing dove panty elastic and belted gratified exhaust. "haaa--" Lloyd exhaled from satisfied lips. A hapless grin tugged the corners of Lloyd's thin lips. Hailey's teeth showed between shiny, smirking mouth rims. Excited giggles escaped Hailey's nervous smile. Nimble fingers glided soot colored denim down slender, buttermilk calves. Graceful digits stretched charcoal jean fabric over Hailey's cream tinted insteps. Lloyd tossed the waist of Hailey's jeans towards the end of his mattress. Crow tinted denim disappeared between charcoal bed fabric and lower wall panels made from oak. Hailey studied Lloyd's muscular wrists and biceps. Images of Lloyd manhandling soot pigmented leg coverings invaded Hailey's thoughts. Strong fingers crumpled raven black jean tubes. Ligaments controlling walnut forearms tightened. Upper arm tendons bulged below sleeves striped with lime and cream. Hailey exhaled long breaths. Lloyd studied Hailey's porcelain cheeks. He breathed out a lengthy puff from smirking lips. Lloyd plopped down beside Hailey's undressed thighs. Hailey's porcelain legs curled towards her body. The soles of Hailey's feet glided across cool, slate colored mattress ruffles. Backs of buttermilk heels flattened against curves of ivory hind cheeks. Lloyd's walnut tinted forearms surrounded Hailey's hips. Lloyd's strong palms and fingers sank into quartz cellulite blanketing Hailey's thighs. Lloyd dragged Hailey across plaid wool ridges crumpled near the end of his mattress. Puffs of strawberry flesh covering the soles of Hailey's feet glided across a slick sheet. Soft skin surrounding Hailey's butt skidded over Lloyd's quilt ridges. Hailey's shoulder blades dragged Lloyd's checkered blanket across his mattress. Lloyd's yellow and black quilt collected behind pomegranate strips covering Hailey's back. Hailey inhaled a frosty breath. She gazed into Lloyd's pitch stained irises. Raspberry fleeced breasts cycled on top of Hailey's ribs. Lloyd surrounded Hailey's pale cheeks with his thick palms. He shifted chocolate stranded facial features towards Hailey's colorful precipice. Lloyd flattened gratified oral rims on top of Hailey's pomegranate glossed lips. Hailey crushed her mouth against Lloyd's. Hailey's palms surrounded Lloyd's temples. Hailey's tangerine spotted fingertips glided through cocoa fluffs swirling out of Lloyd's scalp. Lloyd and Hailey pried apart pressurized facial openings. They gazed into each other's eyes. Hailey exhaled a satisfied gasp. Hailey's orange sprinkled cream digits slipped away from Lloyd's hair. Her passionate knuckle extensions gripped Lloyd's lime and buttermilk deltoid stripes. Hailey's slender thumbs landed on flaps strapping Lloyd's shirt over his chest. Her opposable digits picked a porcelain tinted button securing striated rib seams. Lloyd swallowed, nervously. The tips of Hailey's fingers gripped lime green fabric behind Lloyd's tiny shirt suture. The digits of Hailey's free hand poked a plastic seal through a teensy slot. Hailey's pale knuckle extensions gripped lime and cream bands covering Lloyd's chest. Tangerine spotted graspers shuffled kiwi and coconut striations towards Lloyd's neck. Lloyd smirked. Lloyd's masculine fingers glided down the surface of his shirt. Ridges adorning Lloyd's fingertips dragged across rows of pistachio and mozzarella stitches. Lloyd's fingertips gripped a champagne hem surrounding the bottom of his shirt. Lloyd sat up straight. He dragged a tube of lime and cream bands over strong abs covering his stomach. He peeled his striped shirt off of muscular pecks. Curls of chocolate brown hair were scattered across the upper half of Lloyd's rib hide. Lloyd's chest hair was pretty thin. His auburn peck fluffs were the density of plastic hair brush bristles. Lloyd rolled polo striations over his face. He tossed a streaked trunk covering across his bed. Lime and coconut stripes disappeared between Lloyd's mattress and rust colored oak panels. The tips of Hailey's fingers collected along Lloyd's pectoris muscles. Tangerine capped nails glided down walnut tinted skin. Chestnut hair coils blossomed when Hailey's fingertips passed. The ends of Hailey's pale digits surrounded nipples like salmon pennies. Arcs of neon orange caps sank into Lloyd's areolas. Lloyd's fingers snapped around Hailey's wrists like rubber bands. Hailey inhaled a sharp breath. "I've been waiting to do that all day." Hailey aired a chuckle while Lloyd skidded lower wall, oak slats with her britches. The zealous stud wadded daisy quilt checks by dragging linen tar with thigh mousse. He braced jaw birch and sipped oral claret while his feral mistress plowed scalp mud. Hailey scoured Lloyd's lime and cream chest stripes, then picked plastic sutures. She grazed peck felt and nicked areola ham, causing Lloyd to snatch her lanky wrists. "Aahh--" Hailey exhaled between raspberry glossed lips. Lloyd's thick digits crushed pomegranate strips against Hailey's wrists. Lloyd suspended Hailey's lanky forearms above her porcelain cheeks. He dangled Hailey's pomegranate waxed mouth rims in front of his walnut pigmented cheeks. Hailey puffed out steamy breaths from radish stained oral extents. Lloyd's lips glided over soft skin wrapping Hailey's slender throat. Lloyd kissed pale flesh protecting Hailey's trachea. Lloyd's lips siphoned porcelain hide like velvet. Hailey sucked a frosty gasp between gloss coated mouth rims. Hailey's head tilted back. Cherry pigmented eye flaps covered Hailey's emerald eyes. "ahhh--" Hailey purred. Lloyd suctioned slender oral rims away from Hailey's jaw line. Lloyd's pecan colored face drifted away from Hailey's neck. Lloyd gazed into Hailey's eyes. Shiny coals latched onto sparkling emeralds. Lloyd looked down. An arc of buttermilk skin showed below the base of Hailey's neck. Pomegranate strips descended from the edge of Hailey's chest. Raspberry fleece compressed tits the size of navel oranges sliced in half. Hailey studied swirls of dark brown strands poking out of her boyfriend's scalp. She swallowed. Her rose polished eyelids collapsed. Long, charcoal black eyelashes peeled off of emeralds between Hailey's ocular flaps. Hailey's jade faceted irises wandered to the lower rims of her eye sockets. Lloyd's fingers flattened Hailey's yarn wrapped breasts. Lloyd's palms consumed pomegranate blanketed mounds erupting from Hailey's chest. Lloyd detected thin fabric stretched over Hailey's love muffins. Hailey's scalp suspended carrot and cheddar strands between her shoulder blades. Apricot brows crushed the outer corners of Hailey's eye sockets. "hooo, fuuuck--" Hailey rasped from pomegranate mouth ridges. Lloyd grasped the edges of Hailey's boobs. Lloyd's thumbs and fingers squeezed thin skin concealing mammary bulbs. Lloyd's strong digits compressed tender breast ridges. Thick palms and knuckle extensions crushed perky chest sacks underneath pomegranate strips. Hailey's cherry brushed eye flaps squeezed shut. Her raspberry waxed lips peeled off of gritted teeth. Hailey inhaled a sharp breath. She exhaled a gratious groan. "aaahh--" Lloyd collapsed veluptuous mammary knobs between the tips of his fingers. He closed his eyes. He exhaled from ends of long, thin lips. "ahhh--" Lloyd croaked. "awww, fuuuck--" Hailey forced rose stained eye flaps apart. Hailey straightened porcelain tinted cheeks above radish stained shirt segments. Lloyd looked into Hailey's eyes. Lloyd's masculine digits released Hailey's perky tits. Hailey's biceps squeezed the edges of her breasts. Her wrists folded in front of her trim stomach. Hailey's tangerine spotted fingertips gripped the lower edge of her sweater. Orange sprinkled cream digits dragged pomegranate strips up Hailey's pale belly flesh. Geranium fleece pickets glided off of porcelain navel rims. Raspberry wool slipped over ceramic white cups covering Hailey's tits. Cardinal colored lace surrounded the edges of Hailey's quartz breast saddles. Half inch, ivory tinted bands suspended nylon boob holsters from Hailey's shoulders. Hailey dragged pomegranate wool away from limestone upper limbs. She tossed her sweater towards the edge of Lloyd's mattress. Hailey's pomegranate top slipped between the end of Lloyd's bed and slick, oak panels. Lloyd licked his lips. The tips of Lloyd's fingers sank into pale silk protecting Hailey's biceps. Lloyd gripped velvet flesh near Hailey's shoulders. Hailey inhaled cool air. She exhaled hot breath. "uhhh-- Lloyyyd?" Hailey sang from raspberry slicked lips. Lloyd's fingertips glided down pale skin covering the backs of his girlfriend's biceps. He looked up. He studied emeralds wobbling between Hailey's eyelids. Lloyd flattened his long, slender lips. A square table top stood beside Lloyd's bed. The polished oak surface was two feet wide. A four inch handle made of brass poked out of a drawer below a hardwood bed shelf. The gold plated grip was shaped like an office staple. Lloyd's fingers curled around saxophone colored tubing. Thick digits dragged a drawer away from the body of a bedside table. Lloyd reached inside a cellulose storage box. He faced Hailey. He suspended a square shaped packet from walnut tinted fingertips. The rhombus shaped container was a baby blue packet made of foil. White lettering was printed across two inches of sky blue surfaces. Ends of broken perforations poked out of sealed packaging rims. Lloyd wiggled a tiny wraper beside his cheek. "Ummm-- is *that* what you're worried about?" Lloyd inquired. Hailey grinned. She squeezed smiling mouth rims together. She nodded. She leaned forward. She wrapped pale biceps and wrists around Lloyd's thick shoulders. Lloyd folded gentle forearms behind Hailey's soft shoulder blades. "Lemme put this on," Lloyd croaked. Lloyd's fingertips surrounded a ring like a rubber band with a one inch diameter. The elastic rim was hiding below surfaces of baby blue foil. Hailey's tiny fingers appeared along the edge of a baby blue envelope. Buttermilk ridges grasped eighth inch points poking out of crimped edges. Lloyd's tar tinted irises studied tangerine caps covering ends of tiny digits. Slender lips wandered to the edge of Lloyd's sideburn framed precipice. The tips of Hailey's fingers and thumbs gripped opposing packet corners. Hailey's orange capped cream digits pulled in opposite directions. A vanilla colored ring appeared between flaps of sky pigmented packaging. The fingers of Hailey's free hand slipped between Lloyd's belt and the waist of his jeans. Lloyd's britches strap was an inch thick, olive green band. Tangerine capped knuckle extensions glided between lime peel elastic and indigo denim. The end of Lloyd's belt grasped a set of two centimeter, chrome plated hoops. Lloyd's zinc coated waist fasteners were shaped like capital Ds. The tips of Hailey's fingers hinged mirror colored rings away from Lloyd's jeans. Tangerine fingernails dragged an olive strap between reflective pants sutures. Hailey's pale finger ridges wandered over rock hard muscle bulges below Lloyd's navel. A trail of tiny, chocolate brown curls poked up as Hailey's fingers passed. Short digits attached to Hailey's knuckles bypassed an elastic band surrounding Lloyd's waist. Thin skin covering the edges of Hailey's fingers sank into a patch of soft curls. The corners of Hailey's lips curled into a light smile. Hailey glided surfaces of curious digits down a patch of crotch felt. Coils like strands of shag carpet tickled pale skin protecting Hailey's finger joints. Lloyd's dick was trapped inside the leg of his jeans. Hailey's tangerine finger acrylic separated dark blue denim from Lloyd's pecker head. A lump of salmon tinted skin the size of a rubber ball popped loose. Lloyd's mushroom hat collided with soft hide covering the surface of Hailey's palm. Lloyd's spring loaded peepee smacked Hailey's thick hand pillows like a tenderizer. Apricot shavings lifted off of Hailey's surprised ocular caverns. Hailey inhaled a surprised breath. "AA!" the jolted countess yelped across pomegranate wax. Lloyd hoisted arm cabbage and graced jumpy aorta limestone with indulgent suctions. Hailey skimmed forehead coffee, then bucked scalp mango while Lloyd plowed her jugs. "AHH, fuhhhck--" the spicy doe aspirated before peeling wine pickets topping her abs. Hailey popped cherry lace sealing cream bosom baskets above her limestone navel pit. She relished Lloyd stripping ivory bicep hoists, then stared and vented a tense huff. "Umm, Lloyyyd??" Hailey shyly sang, prompting a vacuous gaze. Lloyd yanked a staple grip under shiny oak and paraded ozone foil with quartz digits. His nutmeg companion snatched packet points and popped "D" hoops securing his belt. She grazed cocoa coils among juniper denim and unwittingly freed Lloyd's pecker cap. "Oops!" Hailey puffed out of pomegranate stained mouth rims. Lloyd curled masculine digits in front of his snickering lips. Hailey's unoccupied index finger and thumb crushed a pea shaped tip poking out of pale silicone. Hailey's condom hand squeezed between Lloyd's tight belly skin and his underwear. The ends of Hailey's opposite digits surrounded a one inch ring like lips of a balloon. Hailey's fingertips flattened a silicone ellipse along pink flesh covering Lloyd's dick-head. Lloyd's cheeks puffed up. Lloyd exhaled a nervous breath between his slender lips. Hailey's tiny digits rolled an elastic lip over a spongy flesh cap. Tangerine nails stretched a silicone tube away from fingers grasping a beebee sized resevoir. Hailey's fingernails dragged a slick sheet across creases folding a one inch, velvet shaft. Hailey looked up. Lloyd stared back. Irises as black as coal peered through a shaggy, chocolate curtain. Hailey inhaled between radish glossed lips. She exhaled a heavy breath. Hailey tugged her pale wrists. Hailey's porcelain forearms were trapped between Lloyd's muscular stomach and the waist of his jeans. Hailey tugged her right arm out of Lloyd's denim britches. She slipped her opposite limb free. Hailey's palms dropped on wads of yellow and black checks. Hailey shifted onto her elbows. She eased herself onto the surface of Lloyd's mattress. She rested her shoulder blades along knots of thick wool. She gazed into Lloyd's eyes. She exhaled an anxious breath. Lloyd concealed a nervous smile. He laid the tips of his fingers along pale skin covering Hailey's trim waist. He sank his palms and inner surfaces of fascinated digits into his girlfriend's soft flesh. Hailey mashed carrot scalp strands into Lloyd's pillow top mattress. Her rose hued eye flaps drifted together. "aahhh--" Hailey groaned. Lloyd slipped his shin and a sloppy, black sneaker across his girlfriend's naked thighs. He surrounded the curves of Hailey's hips with his denim shrouded knees. Lloyd's thick knuckle extensions grazed porcelain skin surrounding Hailey's navel. Hailey's back curved like a beach ball. She sank the top of her skull into pillowy tufts sutured to Lloyd's bed surface. She grinded strands of peach, apricot, and pumpkin into wads of canary and slate. "mMMmmm--" Hailey hummed from pomegranate waxed lips. Tips of masculine fingers glided over Hailey's ribs. Muscular digits squeezed scoops of mashed potatoes. Hailey flattened peaks of undressed shoulder blades. Her emerald eyes popped open. "uhhh--" Hailey grunted. Hailey stared into glittering coals attached to her boyfriend's corneas. Lloyd studied jade facets. Lloyd's nails compressed soft skin protecting Hailey's mammary glands. Lloyd detected Hailey's tangerine spotted digits gliding over the ends of his knuckles. He watched pine fingers slide under ceramic tinted straps embellished with cardinal lace. Orange spotted cream grippers stretched half inch elastic down pale, silky shoulders. The tips of Lloyd's fingers climbed to the peaks of Hailey's tiny tits. Lloyd's strong digits squeezed between bags of flesh and ceramic fabric. Ridges covering the ends of Lloyd's fingers glided over pegs the size of beebees. Hailey's apricot eyebrows jumped to the top of her pale forehead. Emeralds behind glass rectangles gazed into opals beneath chocolate shards. Raspberry stained lips stretched apart. "AAaahh--" Hailey breathed out. Lloyd's fingers followed slick skin covering Hailey's armpits. Lloyd's digits squeezed between Hailey's shoulder blades and an elastic bra harness. Lloyd's index fingers and thumbs surrounded a fastener below his girlfriend's spine. Pointers and opposable digits gripped steel loops between elastic seams. Lloyd forced tiny hoops together. He relaxed his muscular knuckle extensions. A set of hooks unlatched. Lloyd gripped formed dowel fasteners below unsutured links. He squeezed tiny facets together. Teensy bra clasps separated. Lloyd undid a third set. Hailey's ceramic and cherry lace bra popped loose. Her pale face relaxed. Her neck disappeared between her velvet shoulders. Ocular coverings like watermelon flesh folded on top of Hailey's emerald eyes. "haaa--" Hailey sighed. Lloyd stretched porcelain elastic and red embroidery over pine colored shoulders. He slipped Hailey's strawberry and cream shoulder harnesses away from her wrists. He tossed Hailey's breast fixture towards a gap near the edge of his mattress. Lloyd's fingers sank into Hailey's soft biceps. Lloyd lifted his girlfriend's shoulder blades off wads of plaid wool. He studied Hailey's perky tits. "awww Hailey, woww--" Lloyd purred. Emeralds stared through rectangular crystals surrounding the bridge of Hailey's tiny nose. Jade irises studied the rims of Lloyd's eyes. Hailey exhaled long breaths between trembling, raspberry lips. Lloyd lifted Hailey's chest. He flattened Hailey's salmon colored areola against his lips. Lloyd's slender mouth rims surrounded a pea sized mound of ham tinted flesh. His gratified oral edges glided over Hailey's slick nipple border. Lloyd's pliant lips stretched around soft flesh covering mammary bulbs. Hailey arched her back. She buried the top of her scalp in plush tufts underneath yellow and black checks. Hailey's cherry pigmented eyelids squeezed together. Eyebrows like sweet potato shavings pointed down the bridge of Hailey's nose. "aaAAaahh--" Hailey groaned. Lloyd flattened the toe of his right sneaker along the heel of his left shoe. He extended his leg. Lloyd's sloppy footwear slipped off of a wool tube covering his heel. Lloyd's sock was ash grey. Lloyd's cruddy, black sneaker dropped on a cream colored square scribbled with silver. Lloyd's opposite foot covering fell on top. Lloyd's left hand fingers gripped a blueberry denim flap fastening his jeans to his waist. Lloyd's opposite digits surrounded vertical crotch coverings. A copper pelvis fastener poked through a half inch slot. Lloyd separated knuckle shafts gripping fabric like indigo sand paper. A bronze coated button popped out of a reinforced gap. Lloyd's index finger and thumb dragged a brass plate through woven, steel teeth. Hailey sat up. Hailey's tiny fingers grasped wads of indigo denim surrounding Lloyd's hips. Hailey dragged Lloyd's jeans off of a one inch elastic band strapped around his hips. Blueberry tubes slipped off white and red checks hanging from a nylon hip gripper. Dark blue fabric wadded around Lloyd's walnut tinted knees. Muscular thighs protected by pecan hide descended from Lloyd's boxer shorts. Chestnut hair curls dangled from Lloyd's acorn leg skin. Lloyd lifted his shin off of a pillowy surface. Lloyd's thick fingers snatched wads of denim bordering his ankle. His masculine digits dragged his navy blue britches away from his calf. Hailey's tiny fingers grazed soft fabric decorated with vanilla and strawberry checks. Cherry and cream plaid spanned a space between the inner edge of Lloyd's thigh and his nuts. Lloyd's thick jeans dropped on top of his worn out skate shoes. The inner surfaces of Hailey's fingers crushed elastic fabric along muscular skin. Hailey's palm mashed elastic plaid on top of Lloyd's thick crotch curls. Hailey glided ridges covering the surface of her palm down Lloyd's soft thigh covering. Hailey's fingertips sank into a neoprine curtain. Tangerine coated nails clawed soft fabric. Hailey's orange cream digits brushed thin skin protecting Lloyd's testicles. Her porcelain knuckle extensions surrounded Lloyd's sack. Hailey gripped a sheet of protective skin between her fingers and thumb. She inhaled between her gloss coated lips. She exhaled a heavy breath. Hailey's tiny fingers grasped plaid tubes hanging from Lloyd's waist. Hailey's quartz knuckle shafts wadded into fists. Hailey dragged Lloyd's boxer shorts to his knees. An espresso tinted rug covered a space between Lloyd's hips. Coils of chocolate hair erupted from skin covering Lloyd's pelvis. Lloyd's dick poked out of a felt patch. A four inch flesh shaft lifted in front of mud colored curls above Lloyd's crotch. Lloyd's silicone wrapped vagina explorer was an inch wide. A ham colored mushroom cap protected Lloyd's condom jacketed pecker. A flesh pouch dangled between muscular, hair skirted thighs. Patches of chocolate coils sprouted from thin skin protecting Lloyd's nuts. Hailey sank ginger fingers between espresso curls covering Lloyd's pelvis. She dragged tangerine spotted fingertips through a canopy of keratin sprouts. Neon digit caps skimmed ripples scrunching hairy prune flesh. Acrylic coated nails surrounded tender tubes feeding Lloyd's balls. Hailey's knuckle shafts grazed a set of bulges below a bunched up skin shaft. Hailey's porcelain digits froze. Emeralds stared through glass rectangles. Jade faceted irises studied masculine genitalia with anxious anticipation. Hailey's chorophyll eye shutters floated to peaks of antsy ocular caverns. Grass pigmented pupil adjusters searched chocolate strands hanging from Lloyd's forehead. Emeralds spotted shiny coals attached to Lloyd's corneas. The soles of Hailey's feet glided across ice cold fabric. Strawberry plantar mounds mashed a charcoal sheet into a pillowy surface. Hailey's slick kneecaps grazed Lloyd's hairy thighs. Tips of tangerine fingernails sank into Hailey's soft hips. Hailey's pale digits slipped under lines of cardinal red lace. Hailey's stubby knuckle extensions squeezed between ceramic bands and pine flesh. Her porcelain palm grippers stretched elastic bands away from pale upper legs. Hailey's tiny fingers stretched nylon panty straps over her velvet thighs. Strong fingers rested along the edges of Hailey's knee joints. Masculine knuckle extensions surrounded Hailey's slender digits. Lloyd's thick carpal joints squeezed ceramic elastic and cardinal lace. Lloyd dragged Hailey's strawberry cream panties down her slender calves. Hailey's cherry embroidered underwear surrounded her buttermilk heels. Hailey's insteps glided through ceramic hip straps. Lime green nails emerged from white elastic bunches and strands of red lace. "Whoop!" Hailey hooted while Lloyd snickered from palm velvet grazing dick salmon. The jolted hen seated rubber ween cream, then sank corn quilt wool with spine velvet. Lloyd kneaded giddy ab custard, then mounted thigh gelatin with sneakers and denim. He tore strawberry fringe lining pine mammary sacks and crimped doughy areola peas. He caused Hailey to arch her back and coo by nibbling pudding pops with course teeth. Hailey gazed into Lloyd's tar pigmented eye shutters. Hailey's palms rested along soft skin surrounding her pelvis. Hailey slid the tips of her fingers down the inner surfaces of her thighs. Hailey's tangerine capped digits sank into skin flaps concealing Hailey's vagina. Her pine tinted vaginal coverings were shaped like lemon wedges. Hailey mashed her pale fingertips along points sealing bases of birch flesh wedges. She dragged tangerine coated nails along the surface of her labia. The ends of Hailey's frisky grabbers grazed a flame colored patch shaped like a guitar pick. The carrot tinted hair collection sprouted above the peak of Hailey's genitals. The first and second fingers of Hailey's right hand descended between tops of labia mounds. Hailey's limestone fingertips plunged into a mucus coating. Her slimy digit ridges grazed a pea sized pussy mound. Hailey's apricot eyebrows lifted off the peaks of her ocular caverns. Her pomegranate coated lips peeled off of her surprised bicuspids. Hailey inhaled a sharp breath. "ahhhh--" Hailey rasped. Lloyd watched Hailey's rose painted eye flaps close. Hailey's head tilted back. Hailey cycled her fingertips side to side over the top of her clitoris. "aaAAAAHH--" Hailey groaned. Hailey peeled cherry pigmented eye shutters off of her emerald irises. Jade pupil facets gazed into shiny opals. Hailey exhaled a shaky breath. Lloyd detected tiny fingers surrounding his. Hailey's thumb grasped the inner surfaces of Lloyd's thick digits. "Herrre--" Hailey purred. Hailey steered Lloyd's muscular fingertips along the tops of her pussy lips. She guided Lloyd's uncertain knuckle extensions inside the opening of her labia. She crushed a mound above the opening to her vagina using the ends of Lloyd's strong digits. "F-Feel that--" Hailey forced out. Lloyd rolled the tips of his fingers over the nose of Hailey's genital separator. Hailey's head tilted back. Her rose swirled eyelids drifted together. "uuUUUUHH--" Hailey moaned. Lloyd observed his girlfriend quivering with ecstasy. He exhaled between parted incisors. Lloyd bared cement socks while Hailey yanked hip grit hiding cherry and cream boxers. Hailey grated chestnut thigh sprouts and matted pubic felt under strawberry checks. She revealed Lloyd's corn dog wrap before sanding sheet cocoa with cherry foot soles. She grabbed his strong digits when he scooted cherry laced panty cream to her ankles. She sanded thigh satin with Lloyd's finger swirls and sifted her mango pubic tufts. She kneaded a gooey tablet under her genital vertex, then clawed feral cheek birch. "What-- am I feeling, exactly?" Hailey exhaled a raspy chuckle from shaking lips. She lifted her carrot stranded scalp. Hailey's emerald irises peeked through a seam separating long, black eyelashes. "What-- am I feeling, exactly?" Lloyd curiously croaked. "It's my clitorisss--" Hailey croaked. Hailey's eye flaps squeezed together. Hailey sank ginger scalp filaments into Lloyd's mattress. Flame colored eyebrows pointed at a space between Hailey's eyes. "uuAAAAHH--" Hailey grumbled. Bushy, chocolate brown eye caterpillars climbed Lloyd's walnut tinted forehead. Lloyd studied pale skin protecting his girlfriend's slender neck. "mmMy clit-or-is," Hailey hissed. "Ohhh--" Lloyd groaned. Hailey rocked Lloyd's fingers side to side. Lloyd detected a mucus coated ridge passing below his cycling digit ridges. "ohhh--" Lloyd tenderly regarded. "M-Move your fingers like that--" Hailey instructed. Lloyd glided slippery fingertips over a juicy bulge tucked inside Hailey's labia. The fingers of Hailey's free hand squeezed charcoal fabric covering Lloyd's mattress. Hailey's tangerine spotted cream shafts curled into a fist "aaAAAAAA--" Hailey sang. Lloyd studied flaps of skin forming the outer surface of Hailey's genitals. He watched tendons flexing behind his knuckles. He mashed ends of muscular digits into the peak of Hailey's clitoris. He wiggled strong fingertips like pencil erasers. Hailey's eyes popped open. Emeralds wandered to the inner corners of Hailey's eyes. Glossy, raspberry tinted lips stretched into an "o" shape. "ooOOoooo--" Hailey cried. Hailey's tangerine spotted knuckle extensions released cotton sheet ridges. Hailey's pale palm grippers covered her pomegranate waxed lips. Hailey tightened her porcelain fingers. She crushed menthol stained mouth rims together. Hailey's irises floated on her lower eye flaps. Her pale cheeks straightened between her ivory shoulders. Hailey stared blankly through rectangular crystals. She gazed into her boyfriend's coal dusted corneas. "Lllloyd--" Hailey groaned. "Are you-- gonna fuck me, or not??" "M-Move your fingers like that," Hailey instructed while sanding her ratchet. Lloyd fondled Hailey's genital ridge and watched her drill frosty mattress linen. "aaaAAA! yyesssss--" Lloyd observed Hailey expel a lustful squawk, then erect ravenous cheek limestone. "Lloyyyd-- are you gonna FUCK me, or what??" the eager dutchess vocalized. "Awww, shit--" Lloyd grumbled. Lloyd's thick palms sank into Hailey's soft thighs. Strong fingers squeezed porcelain cellulite. Lloyd dragged Hailey down the surface of his mattress. Hailey's narrow hips squeezed between Lloyd's kneecap hair curtains. Lloyd gazed into his girlfriend's emerald eye shutters. "You fuckin'-- kidding me, or what?" Lloyd slipped his left hand leg hinge between Hailey's thighs. He squeezed his right knee between velvet hide protecting Hailey's upper legs. Lloyd's strong fingers gripped Hailey's velvet hips. Lloyd lifted Hailey's undressed tuchus off wads of cheddar and charcoal wool. He laid the tip of his penis along the seam of Hailey's pussy lips. He glided a silicone wrapped mushroom cap across a mucus coated crevice. "uuhhhh, goddd--" Hailey grunted. Lloyd's fat digits gripped his ham colored dick-head. Lloyd shoved salmon pecker flesh between the edges of Hailey's labia. Lloyd's pecker mound sank into a tight tunnel of flesh. Hailey's back formed an arch. Hailey mashed the top of her head into the surface of Lloyd's mattress. Her fingers curled over her raspberry glossed lips. Hailey squeeled into pillows of skin covering her palm. Lloyd slipped his dick out of a mucus coated shaft. The rim of Lloyd's pecker covering collided with the opening of Hailey's pussy. Lloyd forced his meat stick inside Hailey's vagina. Lloyd's pelvis collided with Hailey's labia flaps. "mrrRRRR--" Hailey groaned into surfaces of porcelain digits. Lloyd glided his dick up the wall of Hailey's vagina. He stuffed Hailey's genital cavern full of fat cock. Hailey's tangerine spotted fingers toppled off of her lips. Hailey exhaled gratified breaths from parted mouth rims. Hailey's cherry stained eye coverings sank into her face. Agitated eyebrows pointed at the inner corners of Hailey's eyes. Hailey gazed into her boyfriend's ocular tar droplets. Emeralds focused on opals. Hailey sank her pale digits inside the upper seam of her labia. She shuffled quivering fingertips side to side over the tip of her clitoris. Lloyd's weiner slipped inside Hailey's vagina. "uaaAAHH--" Hailey sang. Lloyd's weiner cycled up and down. "aaAAAAHH!!" Hailey grunted. "Ahh-- Ahh--" Hailey came. Hailey flattened Lloyd's mattress pillow using her ginger stranded scalp. Hailey's eyelids squeezed together. "ahhhh--" Hailey groaned. "oohhh--" Lloyd felt his dick quiver. Chunks of wet goo squirted out of Lloyd's mucus lubricated pecker cap. "ahhhh--" Lloyd sighed. Lloyd's walnut pigmented eye flaps collapsed. His eyes rolled back in his head. "awww, fuuuck--" Lloyd groaned. Hailey studied her boyfriend's gratified facial features. She exhaled heavy gasps. She sucked in fresh gasses. She discovered Lloyd's muscular digits clamped around her loose hip flesh. Hailey's fingers surrounded her boyfriend's tightened knuckle extensions. Hailey's cherry stained eyelids sank into her eye sockets. Apricot colored eyebrows jumped to the top of Hailey's pale forehead. "It's a-- bread board!" Hailey forced out of heavy breaths. Lloyd's endorphin flooded eye flaps uncovered his glittering cornea coals. Lloyd studied Hailey's emerald eye shutters. He grinned. "Shee-uhht," Lloyd aired before yanking Hailey's hip grips and grazing her coin slot. "You fuckin'-- kidding me, or what??" Lloyd sank his weenie and savored Hailey impacting his pelvis while buffing her clit. The rabid hen burrowed Lloyd's mattress with scalp ginger and flooded her tuna canal. "HAAaaa--!" the cardamom vixen unloaded with electric respiratory sacks. Lloyd detected a quiver before capsizing eye coals and expelling aggressive breaths. Hailey collected muscular digits clawing her hip pudding, then sank cherry eye flaps. "It's a-- bread board!" the victorious dame breathlessly shared. Lloyd uncovered cornea tar dots and formed a curious smile with affectionate lips. "Uhhh--" Lloyd groaned. Lloyd squinted. "You mean-- by the magma lights?" Hailey smiled. She rocked her pale cheeks up and down. Lloyd nodded. He smiled. "Awww, yeahh--" Lloyd purred. Lloyd chuckled. "Yeah, that's a-- a clock module over there." Lloyd swallowed. "Me-- Me and my brother Sal built that." Hailey covered grinning lips with shivering fingers. She giggled into surfaces of sherbet spotted cream digits. Hailey lifted tiny knuckle extensions. "You mean-- by the magma lights?" the tender colt clarified. Hailey grinned like an idiot and rocked her velvet facial pine up and down. "Ahh, yeahhh--" Lloyd reminisced. "Yeah, that's a-- it's called a 'clock module'. It produces a-- repeating signal that triggers a logic device." Lloyd downed euphoric digestive juices and circulated frosty bedroom gasses. "Me and my brother Sal built that." "That is so cool!!" Hailey shrieked. Lloyd snickered. He shook his head. "That is sooo cool!" Hailey belted past beaming speech compote. Lloyd expelled radiant chuckles using long lips and oscillated his bewildered cheeks. "That's pretty funny, Hailey," Lloyd exhaled through heavy chuckles. He licked his long, thin lips. "Oh, my gyaaad--" Hailey's limestone fingertips pointed at her undressed ribs. "Th-That's what you're *thinking* about??" Lloyd fumbled from grinning face amber. "That's hilarious! Oh my Gahhd, Hailey!!" Hailey clawed her raspberry stained vision flaps with tangerine nail caps. "I'm a dork," Hailey replied. "Shut-up. I know." Lloyd's eyelids relaxed. Lloyd gazed into Hailey's emerald eye shutters. He shook his head. "I'm a dorrrk--" Hailey groaned between bashful lip arcs. "*I* know." Lloyd tamped elated speaking frames and cradled his ginger companion's cheek pine. "No you're not, Hailey," Lloyd croaked. Lloyd lifted his pelvis, absent mindedly. His pecker popped out of Hailey's vaginal canal. Hailey's emerald eyes popped open. Hailey inhaled a sharp breath. "Ah hell, *I* built it," the judicious esquire conceded. Lloyd shifted his pelvis and pried a sharp breath from Hailey by freeing his pecker. "AAaahh--" Hailey grunted. Lloyd eased the tip of his pecker away from Hailey's labia coverings. He gritted apologetic teeth between nervous lips. "aAAAaaa!" the jarred ginger protested. Lloyd parked his neoprene shrouded pussy stuffer and bared apologetic jaw chiclets. "ssSorry--" Lloyd grumbled. Lloyd flattened exhausted kneecaps beside Hailey's middle leg joints. He rolled onto his back. Walnut tinted skin covering Lloyd's shoulder blades crushed wads of yellow and black plaid. Lloyd exhaled a satisfied breath. Lloyd's head turned. Hailey gazed into Lloyd's coal faceted eye shutters. She smiled. Hailey turned on edge. She rested velvet scapula coverings on top of her boyfriend's thick pecks. Lloyd studied cheddar and apricot colored strands growing out of his girlfriend's scalp. He gripped Hailey's narrow shoulders between his thick biceps. His wrists folded on top of Hailey's tiny tits. Hailey gazed beside rectangles of glass. Lloyd's tar tinted eye shutters floated beside Hailey's cheek. Hailey's porcelain facial features floated towards Lloyd's walnut precipice. Lloyd and Hailey's lips connected. Hailey tugged smiling mouth rims away from Lloyd's masculine oral cavern. "ssSorry--" Hailey's mattress companion nervously hissed. Lloyd arranged scapula suede and skidded knees among quilt checks near his cohort. He skimmed mango strands and cradled Hailey's bicep silk while she bedded peck steak. Hailey sifted pupil tar beside her optic crystals, then siphoned Lloyd's long lips. "I love you, Lloyd," Hailey purred. Lloyd nuzzled his pointed cheek bone against Hailey's soft facial skin. "I *love* you Lloyd," Hailey beamed. "I love you too, Hailey," Lloyd replied. Lloyd kissed Hailey's carrot stranded temple. He mashed chocolate hair fluffs against the edge of Hailey's pale throat. Hailey absorbed her boyfriend's soothing temple pets. She licked menthol flavored gloss coating her lips. "Let me-- turn over real quick," Hailey instructed. Lloyd's walnut tinted upper limbs released Hailey's velvet biceps. Hailey rotated like a rotisserie fawn. She flattened porcelain skin curves against her boyfriend's walnut tinted flesh. She rested a soft, carnation brushed cheek along Lloyd's muscular peck. Emeralds stared above rims of rectangular lenses. Shiny coals floated on Lloyd's bottom eyelids. Lloyd's masculine fingers dragged a plaid quilt over the right edge of his body. Lloyd's opposite fingers draped cheddar and charcoal wads along Hailey's bicep and thigh. Lloyd's body heat filled a space below the surface of his wool blanket. Hailey detected unused skin warmth sinking into her naked flesh. Free radiation soothed pale hide covering Hailey's chest and the surfaces of her tits. Calescence descended into the surfaces of Hailey's limestone arms. Velvet waves sank into dermis pillows covering Hailey's palms and tiny fingers. Hailey's strawberry brushed ocular flaps drifted together. Hailey studied the backs of her eyelids. She drizzled canals of battery lozenges. Hailey's pale cheeks lifted off of Lloyd's slick pecks. Hailey's emerald eyes popped open. Hailey blinked. Hailey's mind was blank. Hailey assumed she dozed off for a minute. Emerald colored quarters floated to the tops of Hailey's corneas. Lloyd stared at jade pupil facets. He squinted. "Did you hear that?" Lloyd asked. Hailey inhaled between raspberry glossed lips. She exhaled a slow breath. She shook her head. "I love you TOO, Hailey," Lloyd cooed before kissing temple spice and nesting neck silk. Hailey graced cozy veal with custard jugs and thighs, then skimmed dozy optic glass. She savored lemon plaid Lloyd piled around and searched backs of rose petal eye caps. Hailey hoisted vacant cheek limestone and scoured crystal aids with emerald facets. "Did you hear that??" Lloyd conjured using suspicious face caramel. Hailey heaved vacuous bedroom gasses with cherry lips and swayed languid cheek pine. "N-No--" Hailey grumbled. Four quick thumps shook a wall six feet from Lloyd's bed. Hailey's head turned. Emeralds floated to the corners of Hailey's eyes. Hailey searched an area behind her. "Is that-- someone knocking?" Hailey requisitioned. Hailey faced forward. She studied her boyfriend's walnut tinted cheeks. Lloyd nodded. Tiny digits slipped under rectangular crystals surrounding the bridge of Hailey's nose. Tangerine caps embellished porcelain fingertips. Hailey's ivory knuckle extensions mashed cherry brushed eye flaps against her corneas. Purple dots spotted backs of skin shrouds covering Hailey's eyes. "I guess we fell asleep," Hailey remarked. Lloyd slipped his chest away from Hailey's soft shoulder. Hailey sank into wads of cheddar and charcoal wool. Lloyd sat up. He supported his upper body with the outer surfaces of his forearms. "N-Nooo--" Hailey aired across incoherent lip raspberries. Four rapid wall thumps focalized Hailey's viewing jade above her shoulder satin. "Is that-- someone knock-eeeng??" Hailey probed Lloyd's nodding cheek barbs, then grated cherry lids with mango talons. "I-- guess we fell a-sssleep--" Lloyd evacuated Hailey from his chest meat and searched above her nipple chickpeas. "Yeahh--" Lloyd purred. "Pretty sure I was sleeping." Lloyd licked his slender lips. Five heavy bangs vibrated the wall of Lloyd's bedroom. Lloyd shook his head. "Better be important," Lloyd grumbled. Lloyd's fingers squeezed thick wool insulating him and his girlfriend. Lloyd ripped plaid knots off of his and Hailey's naked skin. "'cause, I was sleeping pretty good." Walnut heels, strong calves, and muscular thighs drifted off of charcoal fabric covering Lloyd's mattress. Chocolate colored hairs dangled from Lloyd's pecan pigmented leg skin. Espresso keratin fragments drifted across a field of static electricity. Lloyd sat near the edge of his bed. Lloyd's masculine wrists folded on top of thick skin protecting his thighs. Hailey's head turned. Emeralds attached to Hailey's corneas searched walnut hide covering her boyfriend's back. Lloyd's muscular spine dermis was hair free. Hailey followed edges of ribs poking out below Lloyd's shoulder blades. Lloyd bent over. Fingers hanging from Lloyd's forearm surrounded indigo wads covering checkered tiles. Lloyd looked behind him. He spotted shorts printed with strawberry and cream colored plaid. Lloyd's checkered boxers lay near the head of his bed. Hailey sat up. She huddled undressed biceps and shoulders below Lloyd's wool quilt ruffles. Hailey's tangerine spotted fingers surrounded cheddar and charcoal checks. Hailey's orange cream digits strapped Lloyd's blanket over her chest. Hailey's forearms crushed thick wool along rims of tiny tits. Hailey's neon lacquered nails squeezed plaid fabric against her palms. Hailey's hand pillows and knuckle extensions crushed Lloyd's blanket on top of her lips. Hailey felt nervous about being naked in Lloyd's bedroom with a stranger in the other room. "Yeah, pretty *sure* I was sleeping," Lloyd fumbled between agitated speaking frames. "God damn it." Five desperate thumps vibrated bedroom sheet rock enamel and polished veneer slats. "Better be import-ant. 'cause-- I was sleeping pretty good. Ya know?" Lloyd excised lemon and coal blanket checks, then implanted walnut heels and calves. Static electricity sprang chocolate thigh hairs under Lloyd's stacked wrist gristle. Hailey skimmed rib planks displacing lumbar leather along Lloyd's walnut spine seam. She watched him snatch juniper jeans, then bundled jumpy hooters with quilt mustard. "ummm--" Hailey hummed into the surface of her boyfriend's blanket. "I should probably throw something on." Lloyd's chest flattened tubes of blueberry denim covering his thighs. His thick fingers stretched the neck of a grey, wool sock over his instep. Lloyd's head turned. Eyes like glittering coals popped open. Lloyd's tar tinted irises were visible between gaps in chocolate brown forehead curtains. "Um, maybe I should throw something ahhn--" Hailey hummed across comforter plaid. "W-What?" Lloyd squeezed out. "No." Lloyd stared into his girlfriend's emerald faceted eye shutters. He shook his head. "No, no, no." Lloyd pointed between jade slivers adorning the middles of Hailey's eyes. "How *dare* you say that to me." Hailey snickered. She exhaled silent laughter into the surface of her boyfriend's quilt. Lloyd smirked. He dragged the neck of a granite sock over his shin. "*I'll* take care of it," Lloyd explained. Lloyd looked above walnut skin covering his shoulder. He reached for a gap between his mattress and oak panels covering the lower half of the wall. "No worries." Lloyd dragged lime and cream colored bands out of a trench along the edge of his mattress. He snagged a kiwi tinted hem with the tips of his fingers and thumbs. He crumpled a tube of buttermilk and champagne stripes over his walnut tinted cheeks. He dragged polo streaks down his chest and stomach. He poked his arms through six inch long sleeves. Lloyd's muscular fingers forced a collar over his ears and the end of his nose. Lloyd situated his shirt along the base of his neck and shoulders. He looked at Hailey. "You stay right where you are," Lloyd instructed. Lloyd pointed at a half inch, gold plated rod connecting the lenses of Hailey's glasses. "Don't you move." Hailey giggled. Hailey's porcelain forearms crushed Lloyd's blanket ruffles on top of her boobs. Hailey showed Lloyd the surfaces of her palms. A thick, oak door sealed the entrance to Lloyd's house. The polished living area covering was stained the color of scotch. Vertical rhombuses were carved into a cellulose surface. A set of two foot rectangles stood side by side near the peak of Lloyd's front door. Two three foot rectangles were recessed down the bottom half of a scotch tinted surface. Five impatient bangs caused Lloyd's front door to hammer oak ridges forming an upright frame. A slot the size of a AA battery adorned the top, right corner of a recessed surface. The bronze plated fixture was two inches long and one centimeter tall. A copper treated grip the diameter of a dime poked out of a gap like a safety pin. A scotch pigmented chain connected the glittering peg to a thick plate. The bronze coated slat was fastened beside scotch colored oak surrounding the door. Lloyd's thumb and index finger gripped a shiny button poking out of a reflective link. The sparkling digit grasp was shaped like a pencil eraser. Lloyd's masculine knuckle extensions glided a cinnamon plated knob across a slot. The bronze treated peg dangled from a five inch chain attached to a wall bracket. A bronze key shaped like a two inch football extended from a copper plated shaft. The amber pigmented stick poked out of a reflective disc near the right edge of the door. The elliptical latch plate was the diameter of a drinking glass. Lloyd's thick fingers rotated a rugby shaped grip counter-clockwise. A rotary like the blade of a flat head screwdriver poked out of a round surface. Lloyd's thumb and index finger swiveled a bronze coated facet longways. Walnut tinted digits spun a copper plated wheel shaped like a salsa bowl. Lloyd tugged the front door of his house. Lloyd's glittering hatch knob switched from his right hand fingers to his left end digits. Lloyd flattened silver socked feet along two foot tiles the color of sapphires. A four by four inch oak post erupted five feet behind Lloyd's lime streaked shoulders. Like the front door of Lloyd's house, the flat column was stained the color of scotch. Lloyd's corneal tar droplets stared between strands of shaggy, chocolate strands. Lloyd blinked. Lloyd gazed into teal shutters attached to exhausted ocular surfaces. Fatigued eyelids surrounded hazy irises like sea ice. Sluggish eye coverings were caked with mascara. Eye lash tar trickled down pale cheeks. Makeup stained saline followed soft skin and disappeared below a one inch chin. Six inches of raven black strands curled out of a buttermilk colored forehead. Tips of charcoal colored bangs stuck to blood soaked ocular flaps. Hot claret trickled from ends of six inch scalp filaments. Lines of wet crimson extended from a right hand temple gash. Hemoglobin soup leaked from tiny nostrils. Dried bodily fluids like rust surrounded pale, ham colored lips. A ruby red lipstick smudge extended from corners of salmon pigmented mouth rims. The line of cherry tinted beeswax wandered across the surface of a pale cheek. Apple skin lip stain disappeared below claret leaking from a cracked eye socket. Knots of chin length hair poked out of a sore scalp above beginnings of six inch bangs. Messy, raven black strands erupted from a space above left hand ear ridges. Charcoal keratin squiggles adhered to ketchup colored crust staining velvet cheek skin. Dried blood trickles followed a slender neck. Evaporated hemoglobin stuck to creamy skin protecting edges of achy ribs. Claret stains disappeared behind an arc of crow colored silk. Coal tinted chest fabric was spotted with tiny, cream colored hearts. A sweeping neck hole was surrounded by one inch straps hanging from narrow shoulders. Short sleeves forged from raven fishnets hung from skin bulbs escaping spotted harnesses. A slender bicep extended from a right hand tube of half inch diamond frames. Cherry red scratches descorated soft, cream tinted arm dermis. Trickles of dried crimson traced a pale upper arm escaping a left hand fishnet tube. Claret squiggles collected along the peak of a tiny elbow. Strawberry syrup drizzled the inner surface of a slim forearm. Throbbing wrist tendons were spotted with finger shaped bruises. Scrawny, plum colored patches wrapped pale ligament hide. A two inch thick strap dangled from tiny, raven spotted digits. The hanging shoulder harness was forged from blueberry colored denim. Navy blue school supply wads were suspended from a jean deltoid grip. Five heart shaped buttons strapped raven silk in front of slim breasts. A valentine spotted skirt drifted above an eight inch waist. Love spotted raven silk floated beside edges of narrow hips. "No-no-no-no-no-- HELL nahh," Lloyd expelled while packing wool sock ash. "How *dare* you say that to me." Hailey muffled playful snickers while Lloyd recovered lime and cream shirt stripes. Five impatient bangs unseated Lloyd's bourbon stained, front door recesses. The pissy stud swiped chain brass, then leveled a knob flat head and rugby dead bolt. He nested tile ozone with silver socks and steadied kiwi peck marks near an oak post. Arctic irises topped mascara cheek spritz above nostril bead claret and lip salmon. Spent eye flaps pasted cola bangs beside cherry soaked, right hand temple strands. Ruby lipstick smudged aching face ivory beside hot crimson overflowing a brow gash. Chin length scalp knots adhered strawberry neck syrup beside left end ear ridges. Tubes of soot colored denim were strapped around aching thighs. Charcoal leg tubes were chopped three inches above buttermilk ankles. Strawberry scrapes sank into slender calves. Cherry syrup striations disappeared into leather shoe collars. Cow hide wings surrounded narrow insteps. Ox skin points concealed tiny toes. Compressed leather teardrops and capital D heel extensions occupied three inch, oak slats. Bodies of scotch tinted planks formed the surface of Lloyd's front porch. Lloyd stared into penny sized pupils surrounded by teal shutters. Hummingbird wings fluttered Lloyd's ear drums. Lloyd's shoulders squeezed his neck. Lloyd forced nervous spit down a rubbery esophagus. Trickles invaded a licorice hoisted chest hoop formed from heart spotted, silk pitch. Cream Valentine sutures bundled tender jugs above a love spotted stomach skirt. Berry compote wove right side bicep cream inhabiting raven fishnet, shoulder drapes. Raspberry squiggles screened plum wrist blemishes and powdered a meager elbow point. Tar tipped digits dangled blueberry back pack denim beside shin length jean soot. Cozy wine lacerated calf dairy and drenched shoe collars above leather instep wings. Slick toe spades and lanky heel extensions embedded Lloyd's stained oak porch slats. Lloyd endured ear drum hummingbirds and downed dry spit salting his rubbery throat. "W-Wednesdayy?" Lloyd croaked. "Jesus Christ." Tiny digits extending from Wednesday's palm relaxed. Wednedsay's back pack dropped on Lloyd's porch. Thick text books collided with oak boards like a car door slamming shut. Lloyd's disgusted fingers folded on top of his lips. "What-- the fuck happened??" Lloyd forced between thick skin surrounding his fingers. Wednesday stared into Lloyd's tar pigmented eye shutters. Wednesday's eyelids folded together. Her bronze coated eye flaps drifted apart. Lloyd pointed agitated fingertips at Wednesday's slender neck. "What *happened*??" Lloyd demanded. Wednesday gazed into shiny coals attached to Lloyd's eyes. The sole of Wednesday's left shoe lifted off of scotch stained boards. Wednesday's denim strapped calf rotated. Her lower leg rested on top of her kneecap. Wednesday hunched over. Tips of limestone fingers surrounded a three inch shaft the color of raven feathers. Tar colored caps sank into pale Achilles' dermis. Scratched up skin surrounding Wednesday's ankle squeezed out of a leather collar. Wednesday's heel erupted from tar tinted cow hide. Narrow insteps and tar spotted toes followed strawberry scraped cream dermis. The sole of Wednesday's foot plopped down along slick, oak slats. Raven black nail polish embellished Wednesday's tiny plantar digits. Ivory colored scrapes scribbled surfaces of coal tinted caps. Wednesday's empty shoe crashed into the surface of Lloyd's deck. Her falling footwear sounded like a hammer smacking a table top. Wednesday rested buttermilk skin protecting her right ankle along crow colored knee denim. Wednesday's fingertips surrounded a three inch shaft extending from the heel of her right shoe. Raven spotted digits shoved a leather neck over scraped up skin. Wednesday forced her foot out of a bison skinned instep. Wednesday's right hand knuckle extensions opened above blueberry back pack denim. Wednesday's right shoe collided with oak planks covering the surface of Lloyd's deck. Wednesday inhaled through blood crusted nostrils. Tubes of hot air shot out of Wednesday's slender nasal passages. "Jesus Chrrrist, Wednesday," Lloyd croaked while book grit impacted foyer planks. "What-- the fuck HAPPENED?!" The somber vixen extruded strawberry scraped plantar milk from clodhopper licorice. She packed amber boards with scuffed nail tar and hoisted ankle curd above knee soot. She peeled a rubber heel shank and dropped designer bison tarmac among oak boards. "...w-wheyz hheyys...?" Wednesday forced out of aching lips. Lloyd squinted. "...wwheyz heyyys...?" Wednesday excavated from exhausted speech salmon. "Uhhh--" Lloyd groaned. "What-- did you say, Wednesday? I didn't hear you." Wednesday puffed air out of burning vocal chords. She squeezed dry spit down her esophagus. Wednesday felt like she was swallowing glass. Wednesday peeled rubbery lips apart. She inhaled a painful breath. "wwWhat are you saying, Wednesday?" Lloyd hummed across affectionate face pleats. "I can't *hear* you." Wednesday expelled frigid gasses and dragged saliva glass down her chapped throat. "...where's-- Haileyy--?" Wednesday shoved through stinging throat striations. Lloyd exhaled a slow breath. Bushy, chocolate colored eyebrows crushed the outer corners of Lloyd's eyes. "...where's-- hhHailey?" the frustrated vixen tore from shredded vocal ridges. Lloyd crumpled walnut ocular frames with delicate brow chocolate and tilted his face. "Ohhh, Wednesdayy--" Lloyd purred. Lloyd lifted his walnut tinted wrists. Lloyd's ginger fingertips landed on Wednesday's tiny knuckles. Wednesday yanked terrified digits away from Lloyd's thick knuckle extensions. "Ohh, Wednesdayyy--" the tortured maverick aspirated. The battered mistress excised terrified talon coals from Lloyd's encroaching digits. "Ahh!" Wednesday barked. Wednesday skipped over three wood panels. Wednesday's frightened toes and plantar mounds flattened along slick, oak slats. Wednesday's agitated fingers folded over her blood soaked lips. "mmm-mmmm--" Wednesday groaned into surfaces of mortified palms. Wednesday exhaled heavy breaths across soft skin protecting her hands. "wooo--" Wednesday breathed out. "wooooo--" Lloyd stared below downturned eyebrows. He exhaled a long puff from his nose. Wednesday gazed into Lloyd's charcoal faceted irises. Wednesday's ham tinted lips quivered. Wrinkles folded the ends of Wednesday's mascara caked ocular caverns. Hot droplets escaped the corners of Wednesday's eyes. Steaming saline spattered tiny knuckles supporting shivering digits. Lloyd folded his thick fingers together. He flattened his thumbnails on top of his lips. Wednesday's wiggling palm extensions lifted off of quivering lips. Timid toes drifted across slick hardwood panels. Wednesday collapsed frightened plantar digits beside an oak panel bordering Lloyd's door frame. Wednesday plopped the toes of her other foot between ash grey wool covering Lloyd's feet. Wednesday's soft skin collapsed along a slick tile as cold as ice. Lloyd gazed into teal quarters fastened to Wednesday's corneas. Woven fingers toppled off of Lloyd's narrow lips. Wednesday sank into Lloyd's lime striped pecks. She rested tiny, shaking fingers along Lloyd's kidneys. Wednesday's pale cheeks and narrow shoulders wiggled Lloyd's cream and kiwi streaked ribs. Lloyd squeezed Wednesday's shivering deltoids between his muscular wrists and biceps. Lloyd's forearms folded over nylon fishnet spanning Wednesday's velvet back skin. Lloyd's cheek flattened raven black twists poking out of Wednesday's trembling scalp. Lloyd heard Wednesday sob. He detected hot breath sinking into lime and cream bands surrounding his chest. Lloyd lifted the digits of his right hand. Lloyd's ginger fingertips glided down licorice hanging from the back of Wednesday's skull. "Ah!" Wednesday yelped before steadying tarsal pitch and clawing blood soaked lips. She aspirated across velvet palms and trickled saline along her shivering knuckles. The grim dutchess braced Lloyd's peck and kidney limes with cheek and digit quartz. Lloyd constricted fishnet scapula screen and sanded sobbing, licorice noggin knots. "awww, Wednesdayy--" Lloyd purred. Lloyd's eyes crinkled below a curtain of chocolate brown strands. "You're okay, Wednesday," Lloyd croaked. "You're safe, now." Lloyd felt mascara stained tears soaking the surface of his shirt. Wednesday inhaled a sharp breath. "You're-- safe, Wednesday," Lloyd huffed past uneasy mouth seams. "Whatever happened-- you're safe, now." The dazed stallion perceived mascara stained tears soaking his cactus shirt streaks. "I'm-- in sooo much painnn--" Wednesday groaned from quivering lips. Lloyd stroked charcoal spikes poking out of Wednesday's rear scalp. He grazed aching, porcelain dermis below Wednesday's fishnet half shirt. Lloyd guided thick digits up and down a seam below Wednesday's nylon back weaves. "I am in PAYYYN--" Wednesday groaned from sorrowful speech salmon. "Come inside, Wednesday," Lloyd instructed. A scotch tinted plane covered the entrance to Lloyd's bedroom. A bronze knob shaped like a salsa bowl extended from the right edge of an oak door. The copper coated fixture rotated clockwise. A thirty-six inch wide, seven foot tall rectangle swung away from a brandy stained frame. Hailey was half asleep. She sank into the surface of a king size, pillow top mattress. Hailey was cacooned inside Lloyd's thick blanket. A sheet of cheddar and charcoal checks wrapped Hailey's silky shoulders. Mustard and soot flaps folded on top of Hailey's naked chest. Hailey's strawberry pigmented eye flaps popped open. Hailey's head turned like a top. Glittering emeralds searched rectangular crystals. Hailey inhaled between salmon colored lips. "Come inside, Wednesday," Lloyd urged while soothing scalp spokes and spinal lattice. Hailey watched a copper grip unseat Lloyd's bedroom door scotch with dozy eye jade. She relished lemon cocoon plaid and searched long crystals under hazy visual flaps. "Who is it?" Hailey demanded. Lloyd stood between the right edge of his bedroom door and a scotch tinted border. Lloyd's fingers gripped a bronze salsa bowl poking out of a three by seven foot sheet. Lloyd studied his girlfriend's emerald eye shutters. He licked mournful lips. "Who the-- fffuck is it?" the listless damsel blathered. Lloyd searched his girlfriend's rose petal ocular hoods and exhaled regretful gasses. "We've got a serious fuckin' problem," Lloyd reported. A scotch colored oak door covered the entrance to Lloyd's hall bathroom. A bronze door knob extended from the right edge of a three by seven foot plane. Baby blue tiles covered the lower half of the hall bathroom's wall. A layer of sheet rock coated with vanilla pudding paint concealed upper room partitions. Slate colored rectangles the size of chalkboard erasers decorated bathroom base boards. Granite pigmented floor tiles were arranged like bricks. A fluffy, cyan tinted rug spanned a three foot by twenty-four inch area near the door. A honey tinted board wandered away from the left edge of an oak frame. The brandy stained covering collapsed along baby blue squares and vanilla pudding wall paint. Lime green toenails embellished limestone tarsal digits. Kiwi spotted nubs flattened along two foot, sapphire blue tiles. Slender ankles emerging from ivory insteps disappeared inside tubes of raven black denim. Quarter inch raspberry strips surrounded hips the width of a basketball. Upper leg curves formed into a slender waist strapped with pomegranate sweater pickets. Tangerine fingernails beside raven coated thigh flesh adorned limestone digits. Pale knuckles disappeared below chutes forged from pomegranate yarn. Raspberry pigmented facets bordered a buttermilk tinted chest. Edges of a slender neck curved below porcelain tinted cheeks. Flame curtains dangled from a narrow scalp. Carrot filaments surrounded pale skin erupting from pomegranate weaves. Glass panels extended in front of curious emeralds. Tiny fingers surrounded by pomegranate strands lifted in front of a pale chin. Orange spotted cream digits folded on top of shiny, ham colored lips. The toes of Hailey's left foot lifted off of a sapphire tinted sheet. Lime embellished plantar extensions compressed slate bricks cemented with chocolate grout. A porcelain tube one foot wide stood across from Lloyd's cyan bathroom mat. The slick chute became a ceramic tub the size of a punch bowl. A bronze faucet emerged from a slick container an inch away from baby blue wall squares. The copper coated water dispenser rose a foot into the air then curved towards a drain. The amber stained fixture was shaped like an upside down capital "J". The soles of Wednesday's feet sank into cyan fluffs sprouting from Lloyd's bath mat. One inch strips of cyan yarn surrounded buttermilk insteps. Licorice caps covered ends of coconut stubs. Tips of raven pigmented nail coverings were brushed with dove feather scrapes. Strawberry blotches wrapped cream tinted ankles. Denim tubes the color of soot gripped upper halves of porcelain calves. Thighs strapped with crow tinted jeans descended from aching knees. Charcoal strapped hind cheeks flattened on top of slate floor bricks. Exhausted tuchus pads crushed soot colored denim against baby blue tiles near the floor. "We got a problem," Lloyd grimly reported. Hailey's raspberry fleeced knuckle worms spun Lloyd's honey stained bathroom door. Vanilla sheet rock varnish topping baby blue tiles overlooked granite floor bricks. The tense damsel perched lime toe caps along ozone hall tiles under jean soot crops. She steadied carrot dome strips above cherry pickets framing neck and chest custard. She scoured sight glass with emerald ports and plowed jolted lip ham with neon claws. Copper coated faucet tubing served a porcelain sink transforming into a floor mast. Scuffed nail licorice and cherry scraped instep cream matted cyan rug fluffs, nearby. Custard calves flared denim coal strapped around tuchus pads taxing teal wall tiles. Pale forearms rested beside motionless hips. Criss-crossing blood drips wrapped a left hand wrist. Buttermilk biceps disappeared into three inch high, fishnet tubes. Cream pigmented skin chutes were lacerated with raspberry scratches. Raven black silk floated above a slender waist. Slick, charcoal fabric was spotted with quarter inch hearts the color of heavy cream. A line of buttermilk tinted, valentine shaped buttons climbed a blood stained chest. A tube of ivory dermis erupted from slumping shoulders. A skinny neck decorated with crimson trickles disappared into a bloody, one inch wide chin. Mascara soaked cheeks surrounded blood crusted lips and nasal openings. Hazy, teal colored eye shutters rested along filthy cheeks. Irises like sea ice stared into space. Raven black eyebrows flattened battered eye sockets. Curtains of raven black strands surrounded dirty, blood stained cheeks. Lloyd followed his girlfriend into the bathroom. Hailey collapsed beside her friend's denim strapped hips. Limestone digits poking out of Hailey's pomegranate sleeves grazed strawberry bicep scrapes. Grated biceps exiting sleeve nets became wrist dairy framing hip arabica, sand paper. Raven ab silk with dove heart spots flaunted Valentine sutures parting apple breasts. Strawberry syrup drizzled lanky neck buttermilk supporting a somber chin point. Vacant eye frost rode mascara soaked cheeks beside blood pasted lips and nasal beads. Somber brow soot surmounted battered eye sockets draped with matted scalp graphite. Hailey nestled strawberry foot pleats and grazed her friend's upper arm lacerations. "W-Wednesday?" Hailey requisitioned. Wednesday's pupils peered through eighth inch gaps separating mascara coated eyelids. Motionless ocular ports focused on a one foot porcelain tube descending from Lloyd's sink. Hailey looked beside Wednesday's legs. She studied trickles of dried blood surrounding Wednesday's forearm. Hailey reached across Wednesday's raven coated thighs. Hailey's tiny fingers surrounded Wednesday's skinny wrist. Hailey lifted her friend's tiny, tar capped digits. Wednesday's palm dangled from her aching wrist. Wilting fingers drooped from Wednesday's knuckles. Hailey rotated her friend's slender forearm. She studied a quarter inch hole singed along the surface of Wednesday's pale skin. Hailey inhaled through her nostrils. Her nasal passages exhaled hot air. Hailey rested Wednesday's limp digits along the tops of her thighs. Wednesday's thumb flattened heart spotted silk covering her stomach. Hailey faced mascara squiggles and dried blood staining Wednesday's pale cheek. Hailey lifted ginger knuckle extensions. Tangerine nails adorning Hailey's index finger and thumb converged below Wednesday's chin. Hailey swiveled her friend's blood spattered face. Wednesday's frosty eye shutters focused on cyan strands surrounding her pitch spotted toes. Wednesday's bronze pigmented eye flaps folded together. Her mascara drenched ocular coverings drifted apart. Sapphire shutters wandered to the corners of Wednesday's eyes. Irises like sea ice focused on rectangular crystals surrounding Hailey's nose. Wednesday stared at emeralds behind silicate panels. The ends of Wednesday's eyes wrinkled. The bridge of her tiny nose shriveled. Rubbery lips peeled off of parched teeth. Wednesday's exhausted eyelids squeezed shut. Tears trickled from naked eyelashes. Hailey slung pomegranate fleeced biceps and wrists around her friend's lacerated shoulders. Hailey's soft cheek flattened sweat stained licorice strands blanketing Wednesday's temple. Lloyd stood in front of the girls. He folded walnut colored forearms over lime and cream bands wrapping his chest. Lloyd studied blotches of mascara and dried blood wrapping Wednesday's cheeks. He inhaled a sharp breath. "wwWednesday?" the raspberry fleeced red-head cautiously probed. Hailey's somber sidekick channeled upright vanity ceramic with vacuous cornea ozone. Hailey hoisted Wednesday's licorice digit caps and surveyed a cigarette shaped singe. Hailey capsized annoyed eye emeralds and spitefully pivoted her friend's dingy face. Wednesday folded muddy peeper flaps and used her eye nooks to skim Hailey's glasses. She crumpled disgusted nasal pudding and extruded saline from salmon cornea beebees. Hailey wound her friend's bicep webs with ruby arm yarn and nuzzled her temple soot. Lloyd folded walnut wrists over his lime peck streaks and siphoned thoughtful gasses. "I'll be right back," Lloyd explained. Lloyd disappeared into the hallway. Hailey surrounded Wednesday's cheeks with tangerine spotted fingers. She swiveled Wednesday's pale facial curves. She flattened Wednesday's saline drenched bangs with porcelain skin covering her forehead. Hailey gazed into Wednesday's teal eye shutters. Ridges covering the ends of Hailey's thumbs brushed oily skin covering Wednesday's cheeks. Hailey inhaled cool air between parted teeth. "I'll be back," Lloyd mindfully disclosed. Hailey swiveled Wednesday's cheek curd with mango claws while detecting Lloyd's exit. She mashed her friend's raven bangs with forehead limestone topping ocular emeralds. "You've been burning yourself with your cigarettes, again," Hailey remarked. Wednesday stared at her friend's emerald irises. She blinked. Hailey sucked a breath past separated bicuspids. "Is that-- because of what I said in class?" Hailey asked. "Because of Gwen and Allie?" Sapphire shutters between Wednesday's eyelashes wobbled. Pale pupil facets focused on the tip of Hailey's tiny nose. Wednesday lifted exhausted ocular ports. Wednesday's pale eye slivers faced beebee sized holes near the middles of Hailey's irises. Her muddy eye flaps collapsed. Mascara caked eyelids drifted apart. Hailey licked naked lips. "Tell me what happened, Wednesday," Hailey instructed. Cyan quarters attached to Wednesday's corneas stared at pupils between emerald shutters. Wednesday flapped aching ocular coverings. Hailey lifted the digits of her right hand. She glided tiny fingertips across raven black strands growing out of Wednesday's temple. She tucked oily, soot colored keratin behind her friend's tiny ear ridges. Hailey's tangerine spotted knuckle extensions soothed soft skin protecting Wednesday's cheek. Hailey inhaled between ham tinted oral rims. "Wednesdayy--" Hailey groaned. Blank, salmon colored lips wiggled between smudges of dried blood. Wednesday dragged wobbling mouth coverings off of pearl stained incisors. She inhaled a frosty breath. "You've been burning yourself with your cigarettes, again," Hailey assessed. "Is that-- because of what I said in class? About Gwen and Allie?" Wednesday skimmed Hailey's popcorn nasal tip, then flaunted pitiful pupil frost. "Tell me what happened, Wednesday." Hailey soothed temple tarmac, then sifted teal peepers with fearful cornea clovers. "wwWends-day-ay--?" Hailey's mournful comrade peeled stubborn oral salmon off of shivering incisors. "...i-i..." Wednesday squeezed out of salmon lips. Wednesday squeezed quivering eye flaps together. Hot saline dribbled out of mascara caked ocular coverings. Wednesday wrinkled agitated eyelids. She forced nervous spit down her throat. She parted mud soaked iris shields. She stared at glass rectangles. She stretched rubbery lips apart. "...i was-- r-raped..." Wednesday forced out. The blood drained out of Hailey's face. Hailey crushed her friend's velvet, crimson spotted cheeks between mortified palms. Apricot brows lifted off of Hailey's emerald irises. "...i was-- rrraped..." Wednesday extruded from breathless lip noodles. "nnNooooo--" Hailey groaned. Hailey cradled her friend's mascara glopped cheeks and sloppy hair knots beside her face. She flattened carrot and cheddar scalp filaments along the edge of Wednesday's pale neck. Sweet potato shavings pointed at the outer corners of Hailey's emerald eyes. Hailey wiggled agitated cheeks back and forth. "No, no, no, no, no--" Hailey grumbled from horrified lips. Hailey squeezed her friend's porcelain throat between pomegranate fleeced biceps. Her porcelain facial features shivered on top of Wednesday's licorice temple fluffs. Hailey stared through silicate corrective panels. Saline droplets oozed from the corners of Hailey's jade faceted ocular caverns. Hailey cuddled her friend's blood crusted face beside the edge of her neck. She stroked raven black strands poking out of Wednesday's scalp. "Awww, fuuuck--" Hailey snarled. Hailey flattened her coconut cheek on top of licorice sprouting from Wednesday's scalp. She squeezed her friend's fishnet shrouded shoulders against her buttermilk chest. Hailey exhaled a heavy breath from puffed up facial curves. She inhaled a sharp breath. "Wednesday, we've gotta get you to a hospital," Hailey instructed. Wednesday's mascara smeared eye flaps crushed her teal irises. Wednesday peeled rubbery lips off of gritted incisors. "Ohh, Gahhhd--" Hailey retched with quaking cheek limestone. The grave ginger clawed lip ham and drizzled trembling knuckle pine with hot saline. "ffFuck, Wednesday-ay-ayy--" Hailey sprouted thoughtless, tangerine talons near pomegranate bosom fleece. "Wednesday, we've gotta get you to a hospital." Wednesday scanned her friend's eye jade and pared lip rubber gripping revolted teeth. "N-Noo--" Wednesday squeezed out. Hailey's pale cheeks collapsed along her friend's raven scalp fluffs. Hailey exhaled an exhausted sob. Hailey's bronze coated eye flaps sealed her emerald eye shutters. Hailey unclenched Wednesday's fishnet wrapped deltoids. She sank into raven tinted denim strapped around her hips. She stared into her friend's teal irises. "N-No," Wednesday spitefully responded. Hailey searched her friend's angry cornea teal and shuffled insistant digit embers. "nnNooo?" Hailey groaned. Wednesday stared, blankly. Mascara caked eye shutters flattened the tops and bottoms of Wednesday's pupils. Angry eyebrows pointed at a space between her eyes. Hailey stared at her friend's irritated ocular cavities. She sucked a sharp breath between ham tinted lips. "Wednesday, they need to do a rape kit." "Wednesday, they can do a rape kit--" "*You* go to a fucking hospital!" Wednesday belted from aching tonsils. Hailey studied her friend's sea ice ocular facets. She exhaled heavy puffs from uncertain nostrils. "*You* go to a-- fucking hospital!" Wednesday belted past aching tonsils. Hailey stared at her fiery companion's pissy ocular ice and downed nervous spit. "Wednesdayy--" Hailey groaned. "wwWends-dayyy--" Hailey somberly groaned. "Did you have a-- rape kit done after Larry stuck his dick in *you*?!" Wednesday grumbled from irritated mouth rims. Hailey stared into Wednesday's teal eye shutters. She licked her undressed lips. "Did you go and have a-- rape kit done when Larry stuck his dick in *you*?!" Wednesday demanded. Hailey glared at her friend's hateful visual ozone and lapped disgusted mouth velvet. "nnNope," Hailey squeezed out. "nnNo," Hailey sarcastically recounted. "Did he stick it in your ass-- Hailey??" Wednesday puffed between gritted teeth. "Did Larry-- grope you-- and squeeze your little titties?" Wednesday's frosty irises wobbled between her mascara soaked eye flaps. Wednesday searched her friend's emerald pupil facets. "Did he-- make you cum three times? Just because he could??" Hailey sandwiched her friend's blood crusted cheeks between infuriated digits. She stared into Wednesday's teal irises. She stretched blank lips off of gritted incisors. "Did he-- drooool all over your tits? And-- And, stick it in your ass-crack?" Wednesday crumpled her antsy face custard and plowed stuffy gasses with finger coals. "Did he teeease you and make you-- cum for him three *fucking* times??" "He didn't-- give me-- a chance--" Hailey squeezed out of gnashing fluoride sculptures. Hailey wiggled her friend's irritated facial features. "Okay, Wednesdayy??" Wednesday's raven spotted digits gripped raspberry strips covering Hailey's tiny tits. Wednesday squeezed porcelain finger joints into agitated fists. She glared into her friend's emerald eye shutters. "He didn't give me a FUCKING CHANCE!" Hailey belted from irritated facial pleats. Wednesday glared at her friend and expelled a hateful hiss from languid lip salmon. "Did it-- fucking hurt?!" Wednesday snapped. Hailey studied her friend's rage filled ocular cavities. She inhaled a frosty breath between quivering mouth rims. She lifted tangerine capped fingertips beside her friend's hemoglobin stained cheek. She glided neon spotted digits along Wednesday's porcelain facial features. Steaming droplets leaked from the corners of Hailey's eyes. "Did they-- do that to you, Wednesday?" Hailey requisitioned. "Did one of them-- stick it in your ass??" Wednesday breathed out a heavy puff between gritted incisors. She shoved her friend's pomegranate sweater fleece. "Gyahh!" Wednesday belched. "Shut the-- fuck up." Wednesday folded agitated wrists on top of heart spotted silk covering her chest. She exhaled heavy puffs from tight, blood stained lips. "*You* go to a hospital," Wednesday grumbled. "And, then-- And then, *you* tell them what happened." Wednesday glared at Hailey's emerald faceted eye shutters below points of raven brows. Wednesday's pitch spotted fingertips flattened along slate colored floor tiles. "And, then-- you can tell *me* what to do." Hailey lifted gentle digits beside Wednesday's mascara soaked cheeks. She grazed raven black fishnets shrouding Wednesday's soft shoulders. Hailey swatted tears away from her cheeks. She searched cyan quarters covering Wednesday's corneas. She licked undressed lips. "Well-- what-ever. *You* go-- talk to somebody and tell them what happened." The raven haired provocateur stacked her arm cream and drilled Hailey's eye emeralds. "And, thennn-- Then, you can tell *me* what to do." "O-Okayy--" Hailey conceded. Hailey nodded. "Alright. That's fair enough." Hailey exhaled a heavy breath. She glided a tangerine capped thumbnail across saline droplets gripping her eyelashes. She slid saliva coated mouth meat between ham colored lips. "Do-- Do you know who did this?" Hailey asked. Wednesday studied emerald shutters surrounding her friend's pupils. She inhaled a sharp breath. "All-riiight--!" Hailey woefully interrupted. "My Gahhhd." The ginger haired conceder swatted a grim tear droplet smudging her optical glass. "Who-- did this to you?" Wednesday scoured frosty bathroom gasses with mortified eye teal and downed dry spit. "N-No--" Wednesday squeezed out. Wednesday's head turned. Her mascara caked eye flaps dropped on the tips of her fingers. Hailey's orange capped cream digits sank into Wednesday's slick shoulders. Hailey swirled porcelain knuckle extensions over half inch diamonds embellishing velvet skin. "I don't *know* their names--!" the frantic hen fumbled from agitated vocal ridges. "C'mon, Wednesday," Hailey instructed. "Tell me something. Maybe we can-- figure out who they are." Wednesday wiped tears off chunks of eye liner coating her ocular coverings. She stared into Hailey's emerald eye shutters. She swallowed nervous spit. "Well, what *do* you know?" Hailey meticulously probed. "What did they-- look like?" "Travis Griffin's-- b-brother--" Wednesday puffed between quivering lips. Hailey's shoulder grazers froze. Tiny hairs stood up along the back of Hailey's neck. Hailey's fingers sank into Wednesday's tender flesh. Hailey licked naked lips. "Wuhlll-- Travis Griffin's-- b-brother," Wednesday wrangled from rambling mouth frames. "He has a-- brother?" Hailey inquired. Wednesday inhaled a sorrowful breath. Wednesday's licorice stranded scalp nestled into a nylon hammock spanning her shoulder blades. Sweat soaked hair shards tickled naked flesh below a fishnet sheet. Wednesday exhaled between blood soaked lips. She lowered her head. She gazed at emerald irises hiding behind the lenses of Hailey's glasses. "He-- has a brother?" Hailey pried using somber precipice limestone. Hailey's troubled companion nested back scalp coal spokes along her scapula hammock. "Ohhh, yeahhh--" Wednesday croaked. Wednesday puffed painful gasses through dehydrated vocal chords. The corners of Wednesday's mascara soaked eyes crinkled. Wednesday inhaled a shaky breath between shivering mouth rims. "His, uhh-- His brother didn't do this to mee-e-e--" Wednesday forced between undressed lips. Wednesday cleared her throat. She tried to swallow rubbery spit. "It was, uhh--" Wednesday gritted frustrated teeth. She lifted agitated fingers in front of heart polka dotted silk below her breast bone. She squeezed her porcelain digits into fists. "It wasss--" Raven colored eyebrows flattened the peaks of Wednesday's irritated eye sockets. The bridge of her nose folded into ivory tinted wrinkles. "Some-- other-- guys!" Wednesday blathered. "Yesss--" the reluctant vixen joylessly shared. Wednesday shuddered and detected hot saline flooding mascara crusted ocular flaps. "He didn't do this to mee-ee-ee--" Wednesday shuffled past bawling speech ham. The sullied princess crumpled tormented brow soot and tamped quivering lip velvet. "It was some-- other guyyys!" "Was there a fat guy?" Lloyd requisitioned. Hailey jumped. She looked above quarter inch yarn strips wrapping her shoulder. Lloyd carried a wet wash rag. A cream hand towel decorated with strawberry criss-crosses dangled from Lloyd's fingers. Lloyd pointed at shaggy, chocolate brown chunks hanging from his scalp. "Spiked hair?" Lloyd asked. Wednesday stared between chocolate strands dangling in front of Lloyd's eye coals. She nodded, slowly. Lloyd kneeled beside raven tubes stretched around Wednesday's calves. Lloyd sank denim knee wads into cyan fluffs surrounding Wednesday's instep. Lloyd's fingers hovered above coal tinted jean fabric coating Wednesday's middle leg hinges. Lloyd's thick fingertips gripped a glass cylinder. Crystal liquid filled a frosty, silicate container. Lloyd's wash rag fingers squeezed tar colored caps adorning Wednesday's porcelain digits. "Drink this, Wednesday," Lloyd instructed. Lloyd lifted Wednesday's aching fingers. He guided Wednesday's tiny knuckle extensions across the facets of a crystal container. He flattened Wednesday's pine finger joints along the surface of a glass drinking column. Wednesday peered through ice frosted liquid. Wednesday's raven spotted fingers swiveled. Rainbow colored rays rotated above points forging the base of a silicate bucket. Hailey studied her friend's raven spotted grippers. She flattened limestone digits along the rim of a glass drinking prism. Hailey tilted a crystal flask. She pressed the opening of a see through cup against Wednesday's naked lips. Freezing cold liquid poured onto the tip of Wednesday's parched nourishment tester. Frosty glacier melt hydrated gritty mouth meat between Wednesday's molars. Wednesday tilted her head back. She tipped a refrigerated glass against grateful mouth rims. She folded muddy eye flaps together. She poured refreshing liquid over points of fluoride meat mashers. Lloyd swabbed eye liner staining Wednesday's pale cheeks with a strawberry crossed rag. "Was there a fat guy?" Lloyd interjected. Lloyd's ginger haired mistress jumped and checked her pomegranate shoulder fleece. Lloyd flaunted his shaggy forehead chocolate using strawberry lattice, towel cream. "Spiked hair?" Wednesday searched for Lloyd's elusive eye coals and responded with a dreadful nod. Lloyd mashed blue raspberry rug yarn cradling Wednesday's cherry buffed instep cream. He guided her digit quartz, tar caps along frosty facets containing crystal liquid. "Was there like-- a skinny, blonde guy?" Lloyd asked. Lloyd brushed crimson crust off of Wednesday's porcelain facial curves. Wednesday's eyes popped open. Wednesday gazed into shiny coals attached to Lloyd's corneas. She nodded. Wednesday drizzled remaining droplets from the glass Lloyd handed her between naked lips. She offered Lloyd an empty drinking chute. She squinted. "*Drink* this, Wednesday," Lloyd instructed. The rattled damsel rotated rainbow sparkles in front of her tear soaked ocular flaps. Hailey snatched nail licorice and greeted her friend's lip ham with glacier runoff. Lloyd swabbed eye liner staining Wednesday's cheeks with strawberry rag hatches. "Was there a-- skinny, blonde guy?" Wednesday downed icy aqua droplets and returned Lloyd's flask with a suspicious nod. "How do you-- know that?" Wednesday inquired. Lloyd snagged a crystal flask extending from Wednesday's shaking fingers. He studied carrot, apricot, and sherbet strands hanging beside Hailey's soft cheeks. "How do you *know* that?" the disheveled maiden demanded. Lloyd snagged Wednesday's cup and sifted mango threads dusting Hailey's cheek yogurt. "You didn't know Travis had a brother?" Lloyd inquired. Hailey wrangled a dampened towel from her boyfriend's muscular digits. She folded the strawberry woven wash cloth over the tips of her fingers. She scrubbed mascara crumbs off of Wednesday's left eyelid. She shook her head. "You didn't know Travis had a brother?" Lloyd probed. Hailey snatched Lloyd's plaid shammy and sanded Wednesday's eyelid mascara crumbs. "No," Hailey responded. Hailey flattened a wet towel on top of her friend's right eye. She dragged rough fabric across the surface of Wednesday's pitch stained eyelid. Sopping wet strawberry weaves soaked up tar colored eyelash goo. Swollen, plum colored ocular flaps were hiding underneath tear swirled eye liner. "Ohh-- jeez, Wednesday," Hailey croaked. Wednesday's pale irises floated between surfaces of naked eyelids. Teal eye shutters focused on spaces between Lloyd's chocolate forehead curtains. "No, I didn't," the dour auburn aired before exposing optic plums framing iris frost. "Oh Gahhd, Wednesdayyy--" "Lloyyyd--" Wednesday groaned. "Who-- raped me?" Lloyd gazed at Wednesday's wobbling pupil facets. He inhaled a frosty breath. "LLLloyd, who-- raped me?" Wednesday demanded under aching cornea sapphires. "That would be-- Bernie Clark," Lloyd responded. "And, Sammy Kern." Hailey swiveled her friend's porcelain tinted chin. She swabbed dehydrated claret staining Wednesday's cheek. Wednesday exhaled a shaky breath. "That would be-- Bernie Clark and Sammy Kern," Lloyd laid out. "You-- know them?" Wednesday requisitioned. Hailey folded denim strapped legs like a pretzel beside Wednesday's jean coated hips. She picked raven colored locks out of dried blood coating Wednesday's facial curves. Hailey mashed a wet wash cloth on top of a half inch crevice bordering Wednesday's eye. She swabbed crimson crust off of tender skin covering Wednesday's temple. Lloyd shrugged. "You KNOW THEM??" Wednesday demanded while Hailey swiped her cheeks with cozy digits. "They were my brother's friends," Lloyd explained. Hailey swirled cotton fabric like sand paper over the surface of Wednesday's right cheek. "They were my brother's *friends*," Lloyd reflected. "Of course I've MET them, before. Yeahhh--" Hailey wound a leg asphalt pretzel and mashed a peeper gash with cherry linen weaves. "Did they use a condom, Wednesday?" Hailey inquired. Wednesday inhaled a sharp breath between ham tinted lips. She wiggled raven spotted digits beside her pale cheeks. "Did they use a condom, Wednesday?" Hailey mournfully probed. "Haileyy-- don't!" Wednesday snapped. Wednesday's porcelain face turned. Thin, raven black eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Wednesday's nose. Soft, salmon colored lips uncovered gritted teeth. "N-No!" Wednesday glared into glittering emeralds behind the lenses of her friend's glasses. She sucked an angry breath through mashed together incisors. She exhaled from blood caked nostrils. Hailey stared into her friend's furious irises. Wednesday's right eye was shrouded by swollen, plum pigmented ocular coverings. Hailey looked above pomegranate yarn strands blanketing her slender shoulder. "Hailey, DON'T!!" Wednesday recklessly snapped. Hailey scoped her friend's savage facial shreds and checked her raspberry bicep yarn. "It's Gwen Fall," Hailey remarked. Lloyd's head turned. Lloyd stared at slate tiles glued to the floor. Bushy, chocolate colored eyebrows climbed Lloyd's walnut tinted forehead. "It's Gwen Fall," Hailey advised her vigilant boyfriend. Lloyd burrowed considerate forehead crumples with chocolate brow caterpillars. "Uhh--" Lloyd groaned. Wednesday shoved Hailey's raspberry picketed ribs towards the bathroom door. Hailey's yarn knitted trunk tilted thirty degrees. The ends of Hailey's flame colored locks grazed surfaces of ice cold floor tiles. Wednesday wiggled porcelain fists beside her fishnet shrouded shoulders. "Uhh--" Lloyd vacantly vocalized. Wednesday capsized her friend's rasberry trunk slats and pounded shoulder fishnets. "W-What?!" Wednesday barked. Hailey's palms plopped on top of slate bricks beside her hips. Hailey shifted her upper body to a normal sitting position. Thin, pumpkin colored eyebrows pointed at the inner corners of Hailey's eyes. "She-- probably *told* those guys about us," Hailey explained. "It *had* to be her." "Are you fucking kidding me??" Wednesday demanded. "This again?!" Wednesday glared at Hailey's emerald colored irises. Hailey squinted. She raised impatient palms beside pomegranate fleeced shoulders. A cream wash cloth with strawberry criss-crosses dangled from Hailey's right hand fingers. "Are you-- fucking kidding me??" Wednesday belted from tortured lip salmon. "*This* again?!" Hailey uprooted herself by clawing slate bricks and paraded cherry deltoid fleece. "Wellll--" Hailey groaned. "How *else* did they find out?" "They just-- suspected us all of a sudden?" Hailey wiggled tangerine capped cream fingers. "Gwen was in our class when Detective Moore pulled me out. And, we know she's trying to break up me and Lloyd. I mean-- who else *could* it have been?" Lloyd studied slate colored tiles covering the floor of his bathroom. He raised espresso eye fluffs. "Well, how *else* could they find out?!" Hailey shouted back. "They just-- suddenly suspect us??" Hailey seared her livid companion's optical sea ice and shuffled molten finger caps. "Gwen was in our *class* when Detective Moore pulled me out. And, *she's* the bitch trying to break up me and Lloyd. Who else *could* it be??" Lloyd scanned oblong tile soot flooring his bathroom and sprang cerebral brow fluffs. "She *is* friends with Josh and them," Lloyd recalled. "I remember that from the old days." Wednesday hammered rectangular floor tiles. Wednesday's porcelain knuckles collided with slate tinted rocks. Her tender finger joints sounded like a bag of grapes smacking a brick wall. Wednesday squeezed naked eye flaps in front of frosty irises. Wednesday mashed distressed incisors together. "She's-- friends with Josh and them," Lloyd croaked. "It makes *sense*." Wednesday popped floor blocks with pissy knuckle grapes, then sucked ghastly fumes. "aahhh--" Wednesday groaned from salmon lips. Wednesday sank crimson soaked fist points into the palm of her opposite hand. Ivory finger shafts squeezed Wednesday's throbbing knuckles. Wednesday's ice colored irises stared at emeralds behind the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Wednesday's teal eye shutters glared at coals sandwiched between Lloyd's eyelids. Wednesday wiggled agitated cheeks. "You twooo-- are unbelievable," Wednesday grumbled. Wednesday plopped the surface of her good hand beside her denim strapped hips. She glided the soles of her feet out of cyan yarn fluffs sprouting from Lloyd's bathroom rug. She balanced on dermis pillows behind raven spotted toes. She took a step towards the hallway door. "Un-- be-LIEVABLE!!" Wednesday shrieked. Wednesday's body weight shifted onto her leading leg. Wednesday looked like she was about to fall over. She took a second step. She switched her upper body mass onto a fresh lower limb. Wednesday stumbled across graphite bathroom tiles using ridges of buttermilk plantar dermis. She hobbled through a scotch tinted door frame. She slammed Lloyd's bathroom door. Lloyd watched Wednesday shuffle away. He furrowed his brow. Hailey stared at swirls of wet crimson. Hot claret collected along surfaces of restroom bricks where Wednesday was sitting. A puddle of hemoglobin soup outlined Wednesday's ass cheeks and the beginnings of her thighs. Hailey dunked tips of pine tinted digits in cozy bodily fluids. She lifted timid knuckle extensions. She showed blood soaked finger surfaces to her boyfriend. Lloyd studied cream pigmented grippers coated with cherry syrup. He lifted disgusted palms. "Aaa, Gahhhd--!" Wednesday snarled using mortified vocal streaks. The torn goth tilled aching finger joints and scoured her friends' morbid peepers. "You twooo-- are UN-believable." Wednesday fetched tar talons bedding rug teal and guided quaky foot pads to the hall. "Un-- be-LIEVABLE!!" The wounded witch navigated ceramic graphite and slammed sturdy foyer bourbon. Hailey scanned a claret floor silhouette resembling her friend's hip and hiny curves. She dabbed Wednesday's cozy carcass sap and paraded crimson glazed digit limestone. "What-- the fuck?" Lloyd grumbled. Hailey shook her head. "What-- the fuck?" Lloyd fumbled between disgusted oral frames. "Jesus, Wednesdayy--" Hailey groaned. Hailey shoved herself to her feet. She slipped across slate bricks, rotated a bronze salsa bowl, and searched for her friend. "Wednesday!" Hailey called from the hallway. Lloyd followed his girlfriend out of the guest washroom. He stopped beside an open door way. He stared above lime and cream colored bands surrounding his shoulder. He studied ripples of crimson tinted liquid arranged in the shape of Wednesday's backside. He sank the bridge of his nose between his thumb and index finger. Lloyd swirled on ash grey socks covering the soles of his feet. He followed a path tiled with frosty sapphire squares. The walls of Gwen's bedroom were coated with matte paint. Dim vinyl the color of granite was slopped across the walls of Gwen's sleeping area. A pair of posters hung vertically above the head of Gwen's bed. The upright sheet rock banners were twenty-four by thirty-six inch Courtney Pierce portraits. Courtney was a well known pop singer Gwen was obsessed with. The left hand printout portrayed Courtney Pierce standing next to an old, cedar post. Thick, golden strands framed a round face covered with glowing, tangerine skin. Soft, amber tinted hair framed tips of velvet cheeks and curves of a slender neck. A set of chocolate brown eyes gazed below slim, auburn brows. A tiny nose extended above glittery, carnation pink lips. Strips of flamingo colored wool descended from bouncy, honey tinted hair coils. Edges of a pastel sweater stretched over boobs the size of cantaloupes. Cotton candy buttons the width of nickles secured bubble gum panels between melon breasts. Courtney's tangerine temple flattened a blanket of golden locks. The pop singer's apricot cheek crushed soft strands along a four by four inch upright. The flat ceiling support was the color of winter snow. The inner surface of Courtney's arm relaxed behind a chunk of square shaped cedar. A flamingo wrapped elbow emerged from a post edge opposite Courtney's resting temple. Courtney's naked forearm collapsed along rear scalp cream strands. The pop singer's opposite bicep framed the outer edge of her right boob. The sleeve of Ms. Pierce's bubble gum sweater surrounded an upper arm like a sports bottle. Courtney's uncovered forearm erupted from the end of her sleeve. A tube of golden, tangerine skin extended below cantaloupe sized breasts. An elastic bracelet strapped cotton candy and turquoise beads around the pop singer's wrist. Courtney's tiny fingers embraced flat edges of a cedar post. A naked stomach descended from the edge of Courtney's forearm. Smooth, tangerine tinted flesh formed a slender waist. A half inch navel sank into the pop singer's trim abs. Cutoff shorts hung from Courtney's tangerine hip curves. Six inches of faded denim descended from a blue jean band one inch thick. The two centimeter strip gripped velvet skin curving away from the pop singer's pelvis. "Jesus Ch-rist," Lloyd's frustrated mistress grumbled across naked pucker seams. Hailey yanked frosty door bronze and scooted peacock tiles with pissy toe kiwis. "wwWednesday!" Lloyd skimmed Wednesday's rosy ass puddle above lime bicep streaks on his way by. Erect, Courtney Pierce posters were paired along matte wall slate topping Gwen's bed. The left pop singer image graced ancient post cedar with cheek peach and hair gold. Fabric concealing Courtney's waist, crotch, and upper thighs was robin egg blue sprinkled with blueberry blotches. Tops of fabric pouches poked out of the upper rim of Courtney's shorts. The cotton storage sacks were credit card sized bags stitched to jeans pocket openings. Bases of golden thighs descended from loose thread chutes. Gwen's right hand poster was a printout of Courtney Pierce dancing in place. The pop singer stood in front of a blank, white backdrop. Courtney's head was tilted above her right shoulder. Soft musician skin adorning Gwen's right hand poster was the color of buttermilk. Slick dermis like desert sand formed a set of grinning cheeks. Creamy, limestone hide covered a narrow chin below smiling, strawberry lips. Chocolate brown irises gazed from canopies of rust colored eyebrows. Courtney was slinging her head around when her photo was taken. Long, golden strands sprouted from the pop singer's scalp. Eighteen inch locks the color of amber surrounded a cream colored face and neck. Turquoise spaghetti straps hung from soft, limestone tinted shoulders. Slender harnesses framed the edges of a cream colored chest. Biceps the hue of desert sand extended along forty-five degree axes from naked shoulders. Flailing forearms arose from Courtney's elbows. Tiny fingers curled away from limp knuckles. A slim, turquoise colored bracelet was strapped around Courtney's skinny wrist. A turquoise halter top was stretched over a set of cantaloupe shaped breasts. Ms. Pierce's teal trunk covering was a five inch band suspended from deltoid spaghetti. The pop singer's melon sized boobs wiggled below a cyan rib chute. Bouncing grapefruit tits stretched royal blue fabric. Turquoise strings dangled from the lower rim of Courtney's top. Cyan strands twirled above slender, cream tinted stomach arcs. Courtney's shifting hips rotated baby blue half shirt danglers like tiny twisters. Crystal clear beads embellished tips of floating, light blue strands. Blueberry colored jeans were fastened above the beginnings of Courtney's curvy hips. Ripples of navy blue denim concealed the pop singer's shuffling pelvis. Navy blue tubes surrounded shapely thigh cellulose. Indigo chutes stretched around Courtney's narrow knees. Dark, denim ruffles extended from central leg hinges. Blue jean curtains became bell bottoms surrounding Courtney's slender calves. Eye coffee and flamingo lip gloss overlooked lanky throat satin sifting blonde fluff. Plastic nickels secured flamingo heather strips along Ms. Pierce's cantaloupe jugs. The diva's elbow fleece gripped hefty birch and crowded scalp cream with wrist amber. Her alter bicep braced bismuth and seaweed forearm beads before nesting pole digits. Sunken navel, waist sherbet embedded cutoff denim ozone gripping mango hip custard. Amber thighs combed cotton frays under pocket pouches underlining empty belt loops. A charcoal colored sheet was stretched over the surface of Gwen's mattress. A thick, fluffy blanket the color of the night sky covered slate bedding. Diagonal stripes forged from hearts were printed across the surface of Gwen's blanket. Slanted valentine shapes alternated in color. A forty-five degree love band escaping Gwen's upper, left blanket vertex was strawberry red. The proceeding empathy striation was flamingo pink. The third secret admirer stripe was plum purple. The fourth diagonal affection streak was blueberry colored. The fifth passion row was cyan. The final sentiment extension was banana yellow. After that, diagonal heart stripes repeated. Slick, oak table tops surrounded the peak of Gwen's bed. Polished cellulose shelves measured eighteen inches wide by one foot long. Vanilla colored lamp shade ruffles surrounded a three inch light eruption. Radiating bulb plasma imitated afternoon sunlight. A plastic box the color of carnation pedals stood beside cream luminescence shutters. A white kitty face poked out of bubble gum polystyrene facing away from Gwen's bedroom wall. Digital thumps erupted from a set of speakers wired to Gwen's cat radio. A triangle wave fell in pitch three times, rose twice, and dropped again. Courtney Pierce's soft voice apologized vacantly using contemptuous, narcissistic lyrics. Gwen's right hand poster depicted Ms. Pierce dancing in front of a white backdrop. Sloshed scalp rays framed buttermilk cheeks, chocolate eyes. and strawberry lip arcs. Bicep pine swung bracelet teal and strained cyan spaghetti straps with melon breasts. Turquoise shirt strings twirled crystal beads along Courtney's lean stomach custard. Blueberry jeans hugged the artist's hip mousse and formed sand paper calf bells. Gwen's quilt varied sloping cherry, bismuth, violet, peacock, aqua, and lemon hearts. Vanilla lamp ruffles simulated daylight across Gwen's left end, bed table oak. Digital waves and thumps rattled flamingo radio plastic parading a white kitty face. Courtney Pierce's vacant voice pretentiously apologized using narcissistic lyrics. "Whoops-- I fooled you again--" polyurethane drivers repeated. "Whoops-- I fooled you again--" speaker polyurethane delectably recited. Gwen was sprawled naked across the surface of her valentine striped blanket. The back of Gwen's head mashed slick, raven colored hair into thick fabric. Twelve inch strands surrounded Gwen's pale face and neck like charcoal solar rays. Eyelids brushed with dark blue eye shadow crushed hazel irises. Long, mascara coated eyelashes emerged from a seam dividing blueberry eye wedges. Gwen sprayed rainbow love fleece with hair coal and sealed eye gold with indigo caps. Sealed eyelids shrouded soft cheeks swirled with rose colored blush. The tip of a tiny nose extended above lips the color of red wine. Claret tinted mouth edges stretched away from gritted teeth. Soft skin forging Gwen's shoulder blades sank into black wool decorated with rainbow hearts. The inner surfaces of Gwen's arms compressed a sheet of colorful yarn. Blueberry colored caps attached to Gwen's tiny fingertips burrowed into thick fabric puffs. Breasts like baseball halves extended from pale skin covering Gwen's narrow chest. Salmon colored chocolate chips poked out of Gwen's tiny tits. Porcelain skin descended from a slender ribcage. Ivory velvet became an eight inch waist. Gwen's tiny navel pierced the middle of a pale flesh flank. Edges of a trim stomach became silk dermis surrounding hips the width of a beach ball. Gwen's upper legs gripped bony waist points. A scrawny spinal scultpure the color of limestone erupted from Gwen's soft thighs. Skinny biceps descended from rickety shoulders. Slender forearms became thin fingers. Long digits sank into buttermilk flesh surrounding Gwen's hips. Backs of velvet calves descended from soft, cream colored kneecaps. Curves of porcelain lower legs crushed hind cheeks like mud flaps. Gwen's soft heels flattened along thin thighs the color of pine. The soles of Gwen's feet skimmed sand tinted hair curtains hanging from pale flesh tubes. Tips of blueberry colored toenails clawed furry, limestone tinted skin. Navy blue eyelids peeled off of honey colored quarters. Raven eyebrows pointed at the bridge of Gwen's nose. Gwen sprayed rainbow love fleece with hair coal and sealed eye gold with indigo lids. She displaced strawberry blush by separating lustful lip wine from tamped incisors. She plowed cupid yarn with sapphire claws and paraded nipple dots with baseball tits. Gwen's sunken navel, flank ivory topped masculine waist gristle with beach ball hips. Gwen gazed into two inch glass circles. Elliptical prisms were filled with rust colored shutters. Silver rods a quarter inch thick framed lenses the width of drinking glasses. A long, thin nose poked out between crystal plates. Lengthy lips pointed at stubble growing out of a slender chin. Sawdust and cream colored strands surrounded points of bony cheeks. Sandy hair fluffs brushed edges of a scrawny neck. Lumbar knots supported rickety biceps and lanky digits grasping Gwen's thigh gelatin. Gwen's calf putty flooded hiny mud flaps and tilled amber leg hair with ozone talons. Gwen penetrated pupil rust pervading crystal discs within silver optical dowels. She scoured nasal asparagus above long lips and sawdust sprouts dusting neck gristle. She followed rib rungs under areola pegs and eyed a cream hair trove above her labia. "Ah!" Gwen puffed between gritted teeth. "Ah! Ah! Fuck! Cole!" Gwen shouted. "Stop it! It fuckin' hurts!" "Ah! Fuck!" Gwen squawked between disgusted bicuspids. "Cole-- Stop! It fuckin' hurts!" "huhhh--" Cole exhaled from thin lips. "huhhhh--" Slender digits extending from Cole's knuckles gripped soft skin protecting Gwen's thighs. Gwen licked velvet surfaces of wine colored lips. "ahhh--" Gwen's lanky companion graciously grunted. "haaaaa--" Cole polished Gwen's cozy thigh pudding and searched her cream soda, cornea facets. "Flip me over," Gwen instructed. "Flip me over," Gwen snapped. Two inch eyelids covered Cole's rust colored irises. Cole nodded. Bony fingers surrounded buttermilk knees like silk. Cole lifted his pointed pelvis. "Ahh!" Gwen barked. Cole dragged his slime coated pecker out of Gwen's pussy lips. "ahhhhh--" Gwen purred. Cole folded Gwen's tomato shaped knees below rims of baseball sized boobs. Velvet thighs nuzzled Gwen's naked stomach. Cole's skinny fingers gripped soft flesh surrounding buttermilk shins. Gwen flattened pale forearms on top of her salmon tinted nipples. Cole rolled Gwen like a rotisserie chicken. Gwen's face sank into a sheet of rainbow colored hearts. Gwen's porcelain forehead, blueberry eyelids, tiny nose, and wine tinted lips burrowed into fleece love banners. Gwen shoved her palms into the surface of her rainbow valentine blanket. Fingertips embellished with blueberry caps gripped foam stitched to Gwen's mattress. Gwen tightened her ivory pigmented biceps. She lifted undressed tits off of colorful yarn fluffs. Slender thighs and tuchus mounds arose from soft calves and heels. Gwen looked above pine skin protecting her shoulder. Raven curtains dangled on top of eager eyes, open lips, and tight jaws. Gwen exhaled heavy breaths between wine colored lips. "Cole!" Gwen barked. "Put it back in!!" Cole stared at porcelain flesh pillows surrounding Gwen's anus. Rust colored shutters forming two inch discs studied soft, buttermilk cheeks. "You idiot!" Gwen shouted. Cole snapped out of a daze. Cole wiggled pointed cheek bones. Four centimeter lenses shuffled in front of Cole's penny stained eye shutters. Gwen stretched angry teeth apart. "Stop staring at my ass!" Gwen shrieked. "And, stick your-- skinny, little pecker in me! Now!!" Cole's bony digits strapped curves of slender hips. Gwen detected sawdust colored crotch coils skimming a seam separating her butt cheeks. A patch of felt compressed along the crack of Gwen's ass. A slimy flesh shaft glided across the rim of Gwen's labia. Cole sank a ham colored mushroom cap between gooey flesh wedges. The end of Cole's dick slipped inside a slimy meat canal. Cole rocked obedient cheek points and yanked his gooey pecker out of Gwen's snatch. "aaaAAA!" the countess squealed. The bony bull folded Gwen's knee tomatoes and rolled her like a rotisserie chicken. Gwen packed plantar pleats with hiny gelatin, then scanned hissy scapula porcelain. "Cole, you id-i-ot!! Stop staring at my ass, and-- stick your little pecker in me! Now!!" Cole focused aberrated pupil ale before splitting Gwen's vulva with his mushroom cap. "Aaahh--" Gwen purred. Cole dragged his peepee back. He shoved a fallopian sausage into Gwen's vagina. "Ahh!" Gwen squealed. "Ahh-- Ahh-- Yeah-- Yeah--" Cole's knuckle nightcrawlers wandered to the rear of Gwen's ass cheek. Scrawny digits lifted off a bag of flesh protecting Gwen's hip. Cole smacked a mound of cellulite insulating Gwen's hiny. Cole's palm collided with buttermilk colored meat. His battering hand pillows sounded like a steak pounding concrete. "Ahh!" Gwen shouted. "Cole!" Cole's thin lips curled into a grin. Cole slapped Gwen's right ass cheek. "Ahhh!" Gwen shrieked. Cole lifted bony finger shafts. Cole's palm collided with a bag of thick meat. Gwen's backside protector began to feel raw. Gwen's face peered above velvet skin covering her shoulder. "Motha fucker!" Gwen yelled. "Stop it!" Cole exhaled sadistic cackles. Cole's bony palm repeatedly hammered Gwen's soft flesh. Gwen's irritated teeth mashed together. Gwen grabbed fistfuls of foam stitched to the top of her mattress. Gwen tightened agitated arm ligaments. Gwen tugged battered ass cheeks away from Cole's crotch. A column of gooey meat glided off of a thick flesh shaft. Gwen's pale tuchus scurried away from Cole's skinny thighs using pine colored shins. Gwen dragged porcelain knees and insteps onto a row of banana colored blanket hearts. Gwen flattened blueberry spotted digits along peaks of quartz upper legs. She peeked above velvet shoulders surrounding her pale throat. Gwen searched the right edge of her naked body. Ripples the thickness of garden hoses separated Gwen's ribs from her hips. Hazel irises attached to Gwen's corneas studied thick skin covering her upper thigh. Gwen's right hand tuchus ridge was decorated with strawberry handprints. Scrawny finger stains the color of fruit punch extended from heart shaped cheek welts. Cole's skinny butt flaps rested along bony, fur coated calves. Cole's head tilted back. Two inch crystals magnified images of Cole's closed eyelids. Cole's grinning lips pulled apart. Satisfied cackles erupted from Cole's slender vocal chords. Gwen's tiny fingers gripped wads of fluffy, heart spotted fabric. Gwen's blueberry spotted digits curled into fists. Gwen glared at two inch magnifications of sutured eyelids. Wine colored lips peeled off of Gwen's teeth. Gwen clenched irritated incisors. "AAAaaa--!" Gwen grated before Cole began popping tuchus quartz with crotch felt. "ahh-- ahh-- yeah--! yeah--!" Cole explored Gwen's ass velvet with lengthy digits, then gave it an adoring smack. "Ah! Cole!" The joyous maverick painted Gwen's keister custard with strawberry hand prints. "Motha FUCKER!!" Gwen blasted before scooting ivory shins onto banana heart fleece. Gwen searched cherry tail marks with blueberry talons while Cole aired elated clucks. "God damn it, Cole!" Gwen snapped. "I said we would do this with you. But, only if you didn't act-- like a fuckin' freak! Jeez!" Allie sat near the corner of Gwen's bed. Allie's ivory shins rested along charcoal fluffs decorated with flamingo hearts. Allie's naked insteps sank into Gwen's puffy bed spread. Thick thighs the color of pine flattened velvet calves and heels. Beach ball shaped hips transformed into a seven inch waist. Soft skin extending from Allie's stomach stretched over her lower ribs. Tomato sized tits poked out of pine tinted flesh protecting Allie's chest. Nipples like chocolate chips erupted from middles of plush milk sacks. Velvet skin escaped the rims of Allie's boobs and formed her slender shoulders. Silky arm sockets became slim biceps. Allie's soft palms surrounded the curves of her undressed hips. Allie's tiny fingers sank into a sheet of soft coal. Tangerine caps covered the ends of Allie's teensy digits. Allie's pale face shrouded a slender neck. Strands the color of crow feathers surrounded edges of limestone cheeks. The peaks of Allie's facial curves were brushed with carnation colored makeup. Raven bangs hung above eyes like blue jays. Glossy lips the color of cranberry juice extended below the tip of Allie's tiny nose. Two inch rust shutters searched soft skin wrapping Allie's shoulders and biceps. Cole studied tits shaped like produce. Allie's supple breasts rose and fell on peaks of nervous breaths. Silky skin forming Allie's trim stomach expanded and became thick hips. Cole gazed into irises the color of blue jays from canopies of two inch crystals. "God-- damn it, Cole!" Gwen fumbled from pissy speech wine. "I said: we would only do this with you if you didn't act like a-- fuckin' freak! Jeez!" Allie embedded love striped fleece coal with kneecap cream and instep buttermilk. Allie's kick ball hips perched tomato tits and areola droplets above velvet heels. Mango dotted cream fingers supported bicep silk cradling the damsel's throat custard. Crow feather strands capped Allie's blue jay peepers and framed carnation cheek dust. Allie's erect nose hominy overlooked a cranberry lip teepee topping nervous chiclets. "Aww, fuuuck--" Cole croaked. "Aww, fahhhck--" Cole affectionately croaked. Allie fidgeted nervously using thick flesh covering her palms. Allie's undressed tuchus rocked on top of nervous heels. Her velvet hind curves crushed tangerine tinted toenails into Gwen's thick blanket fabric. Allie detected corners of glossy lips curling into a smile. Allie mashed smirking mouth rims together. She didn't want Gwen to see her grinning. Cole reached across Gwen's mattress. Cole's long, skinny fingers snapped around Allie's slender wrist like rubber bands. Cole's scrawny digits dragged Allie's palm across fluffs of rainbow colored yarn. Allie's shy arm tendons tightened between her wrist and shoulder. Soft skin covering the surface of Allie's armpit flattened Gwen's valentine blanket fluffs. Allie's chin sank into squishy love yarn. Irises the color of blue jays stared stupidly between long, coal colored eyelashes. Ends of thin, raven black eyebrows crushed the outer corners of Allie's eyes. Allie's cranberry lips parted. Allie shifted antsy tuchus gelatin above mango toe caps tilling Gwen's blanket yarn. She tamped fuchsia mouth points threatening to form a smile before Gwen noticed. Cole latched Allie's timid wrist putty and dragged her armpit satin across Cupid fur. The captured mistress suspended vacant iris opals cleaving startled lash charcoal. "ahhh--" Allie purred. The surfaces of Allie's tits and stomach glided across plush blanket fibers. Porcelain hind cheeks lifted off of Allie's Achilles' tendons. Coal colored yarn sanded Allie's passing crotch. A patch of crow colored felt above Allie's labia grazed fuzz escaping Gwen's blanket. Slick thighs slipped across a thick sheet. Naked shins and skin covering the tops of Allie's feet skimmed a rainbow colored mat. "aaaAA--!" Allie floundered past red cabbage mouth seams. Allie's stomach satin, half dollar crotch felt, and shin butter skimmed neon sprouts. Cole dragged Allie beside a bony hip poking out of his skinny thigh. Cole's scrawny biceps slithered around Allie's slender waist. Cole's bony forearms flattened pillowy skin protecting Allie's stomach. Cole slung pale flesh mounds surrounding Allie's anus against his crotch. Cole's skinny weiner erupted from a patch of sand colored felt growing out of his pelvis. A seam separating Allie's hiny ridges collided with a slippery flesh shaft. Allie inhaled a sharp breath between her cranberry stained mouth rims. Cole skidded Allie beside his hip point and coiled her pillowy waist with arm snakes. He graced her hiny mounds with pelvic turf and sanded her anal seam with pecker silk. The inner surfaces of Allie's wrists flattened heart shaped fluffs. Allie tightened her skinny biceps. She gazed below raven colored bangs growing down pale skin covering her forehead. Blue jay quarters stared into drops of honey attached to the middles of Gwen's eyes. Rows of slender, coal colored eyelashes crushed the tops and bottoms of Gwen's pupils. Raven tinted eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's nose. Cole's skinny palm grippers collapsed along butt mounds poking out of Allie's spine. Cole gripped pine tinted meat between his slender fingers and thumbs. Cole squeezed half inch cheek extrusions originating between frisky nightcrawlers. Allie mashed heart fur with hazy wrists and probed Gwen's pupil honey with eye ozone. Gwen focalized Allie's bang soot and envied Cole extruding her porcelain butt meat. "Fuuuck, dude--" Cole croaked. Cole's long fingers lifted off of Allie's ivory tinted ass pillows. Cole swatted slender digits. Cole's bony knuckle extensions collided with porcelain hide forming Allie's backside. A surprised breath escaped Allie's glossy lips. "Fuhhck, dude--" Cole croaked before smacking Allie's tuchus mousse with digit worms. "uhh--" Allie belched. Allie's pale cheeks swiveled. Blue jay colored shutters gazed above soft skin covering Allie's shoulder. Two inch wide rust shutters gazed back. "haa!" Allie yelped while presenting jolted lip cranberries above shoulder velvet. "You got a fuckin'-- sweet ass, Allie," Cole purred. "Dammmn--" Allie licked cranberry gloss coating her lips. The tip of Cole's pecker rested along a seam dividing Allie's labia. A one inch mound of ham tinted hide sank between pale flesh wedges covering Allie's vagina. Allie sucked up a frosty breath. "Dammmn, you got a fuckin'-- sweet ass, Allie," Cole purred. The frisky scarecrow skimmed anus gristle with peepee ham and spiked Allie's labia. "ahhh--" Allie rasped. Allie's skull swiveled above the end of her neck. Allie faced forward. Crow colored eyebrows hiding behind coal tinted bangs lifted above Allie's eye sockets. Gwen glared at blue jay shutters underneath a three inch curtain of raven black strands. Gwen's wine tinted lips peeled off of gritted teeth. Allie felt Cole's skinny penis sink into her vagina. "ahhhhh--" Allie purred. Cole glided a swollen meat shaft up a mucus coated tube. He forced a ham colored mushroom into a slimy flesh canal. "AAaahh--" Allie moaned. Ocular flaps coated with copper colored eye shadow covered blue jay faceted shutters. Cole's slender fingers gripped Allie's pale hip flesh. Cole thrust back his pelvis. He sank his scrawny pecker inside Allie's vagina. Cream tinted felt covering Cole's crotch hammered the peaks of Allie's butt cheeks. "AAAaaaa--" Allie squealed. Crow colored eyebrows pointed at the inner corners of Allie's eyes. Cole slid his peepee out of Allie's labia. He shoved his slimy pussy stuffer up Allie's vaginal canal. Allie's tangerine capped digits squeezed heart spotted blanket fluffs. "aaaahh--" Allie sang. Cole squeezed his weiner out. He forced a mucus drenched peepee into slippery meat. "aooohh--" Allie exhaled between straining mouth rims. Allie's eyes popped open. Blue jay irises focused on hazel shutters below Gwen's angry eyebrows. Allie exhaled gratified breaths from slick, cranberry colored lips. "I-I'm gonna cummm--" Allie wailed. The bridge of Gwen's nose wrinkled. Lips coated with wine colored beeswax peeled off of disgusted pearls. Gwen looked above pine tinted flesh lining a canal traversing Allie's back. A slim, limestone waist emerged from mounds of pale flesh protecting Allie's backside. Cole's scrawny, little fingers crushed thick skin surrounding Allie's butt-hole. Skinny arms extended from limestone ribs poking out of Cole's chest. Sealed eye flaps were magnified by two inch lenses. Thin lips surrounded gritted teeth. Cream and sawdust colored strands bounced along scrawny neck edges. "aaAAA--!" Allie aspirated while skimming Gwen's fiery peepers. The giddy vixen relished Cole's cream tinted crotch patch hammering her butt custard. She clawed prismatic love fleece and huffed indulgent gasses across rosy mouth gloss. "I-I'm gonna cuhhhm--" Gwen scoured sloshing hair straw and digits clawing her bitch friend's hiny custard. "Aww fuuuck, yo--" Cole purred. "I'm 'bout to blow a load, too--" Gwen stared into Allie's blue jay tinted eye shutters. Points of raven black eyebrows crushed the outer corners of Allie's eye sockets. Glossy lips revealed parted teeth. Allie exhaled grateful whimpers. Gwen stared at soft skin surrounding Allie's cheeks from furious, hazel irises. Gwen swiveled angry facial curves. Gwen's undressed thighs flattened the backs of her calves. Gwen's backside lifted off of soft skin covering her heels. Gwen's palm sank into a banana tinted heart. Gwen supported her upper body weight with a tightened bicep. Gwen's unoccupied limb lifted beside her velvet shoulder. Pale skin covering Gwen's wrist compressed her slender bicep. Gwen's blueberry spotted cream fingers curled into a fist. Gwen's upper limb unlatched. Surfaces of pine colored digits collided with Allie's nose. Gwen's bony knuckles flattened Allie's nasal tip along skin covering her top teeth. Allie's bronze coated ocular flaps sealed her ocean blue eyes. Her cranberry glossed lips ripped apart. "Aww fahhck, yo--" Cole cooed. "I'm 'bout to blow a load, toooo--" Gwen ogled Allie's cheeks before exiting a heel hammock and popping her nasal hominy. "Ahhhh!" Allie shrieked from mortified mouth rims. Allie's upper limbs collapsed. Her crow stranded scalp tilted between her shoulder blades. Allie's spine bowed like a fishing pole. Allie's pale facial curves sank into banana colored heart puffs. Allie groaned into the surface of Gwen's soft blanket. Gwen's blueberry fingernails descended into crow colored strands surrounding Allie's cheeks. Gwen's pale fingers curled into a fist. "AAAAAA!!" Allie expelled among neon scent claws before embedding lemon heart fleece. "You fuckin' slut!!" Gwen squeezed between clenched teeth. Gwen lifted Allie's face off of a banana yellow valentine. Gwen's skinny wrist and bicep ratcheted against her soft shoulder. Gwen's slender forearm extended from the edge of her chest. Gwen's folded fingers crashed into bone rims surrounding Allie's eye socket. "You FUCKIN' SLUT!!" Gwen fired before plowing hair tar and conking Allie's eye hoop. "AA-haaa--" Allie cried from tormented oral ridges. Cole continued humping Allie. Tops of fuzzy thighs hammered Allie's limp butt cheeks. Cole's magnified eye flaps were squeezed shut. "AAA-haaaaa--!" Allie bawled past tormented fuchsia balm. Cole wrung magnified vision caps and humped Allie's limp biscuits with thigh sprouts. "Uhhh!" Cole grunted. "Ahhhh--" Two inch images of Cole's eyelids separated. Rust colored shutters filled crystal plates resting along the peaks of Cole's bony cheeks. Cole's thin lips stretched apart. "Ahh--" Cole groaned. "Ahhh--" Gwen popped the apple of Allie's cheek. Hide wrapped fist pebbles battered a gumball shaped bone poking out of Allie's face. "aaaAAA-- aaAAAA!" Cole rolled oversized peeper whites like a shark and strained ejaculating oral seals. "aaaahh-- aaaaaahhhh--" Gwen battered her pale cohort's gumball cheek concrete with velvet knuckle pebbles. "G-wen, stooop!!" Allie shrieked. Cole's bushy, sand colored eyebrows pointed at the inner corners of his eyes. Sawdust fluffs manifested below glass discs surrounding the bridge of Cole's thin nose. Cole's slender fingers crushed flesh pillows surrounding Allie's anus. Cole squeezed his slippery pecker out of Allie's vagina. Cole's upper lip peeled off of tar colored incisors. Cole's thin nasal shaft wrinkled. "G-wennn!" Allie shrilled. "Staa-ahhhhhp!!" Cole evacuated his slimy pecker, then backpedaled grim face points and ocular images. "Awww--" Cole croaked. "What the fuck, yo?" Cole's mud flap butt cheeks collapsed along his scrawny ankles. Long, skinny fingers dropped on limestone thighs surrounded by sheets of cream colored hair. Gwen's pale digits emerged from crow tinted strands covering the back of Allie's scalp. Allie's head dropped. Her face sank into the surface of Gwen's love blanket. "Ahhh--! The fuck, yo??" Cole objected. Cole braced ankle gristle with butt flaps and watched Allie implant heart sprouts. "You're fuckin'-- disgusting, Cole!" Gwen belched. Strips of raven black leather surrounded the instep of Gwen's right shoe. A one inch arc was missing from the toe of Gwen's cow hide footwear. Gwen's ox skin tarsal covering balanced along a rubber teardrop the color of cork. The sole of Gwen's bison flesh plantar sleeve was an inch thick. A neoprene fence below the arch of Gwen's footwear thickened. The absorbant extension became a four inch wedge below Gwen's shoe heel. Gwen's black leather foot sheath laid on its side. Cow hide curves rested along strips of slate colored yarn poking out of Gwen's bedroom floor. Gwen's pine knuckle shafts surrounded raven ox skin formed into the shape of her foot. Blueberry nails gripped a surface of coal tinted bison dermis. Gwen's naked forearm and bicep folded beside her shoulder. A cork tinted wedge erupted from the tips of Gwen's pale fingers. Gwen's upper arm and wrist unhinged. Gwen launched her fashionable wedge across her heart fluffed sleeping surface. The sole of a narrow, rubber stilt collided with the bridge of Cole's nose. A cork colored teardrop crashed into a cartilidge tube sandwiched between Cole's eyes. Cole's cheek bones vibrated. The bridge of Cole's nasal sculpture throbbed. Cole's palm collapsed on top of long, thin lips. Scrawny fingers poking out of Cole's knuckles squeezed the bridge of his long, skinny nose. "You're fuckin' DISGUSTING, Cole!" Gwen belched before snagging oat arch, shoe pitch. Gwen dispatched maniacal arm custard and cracked Cole's nose with peep toe leather. "MMmmmm--" Cole groaned into thin skin covering the surface of his palm. Gwen's porcelain butt rested behind her heels. Pale skin protecting Gwen's wrist ligaments dropped on thick flesh covering her thighs. Gwen's slender biceps surrounded edges of baseball sized tits. Drops of honey stared below angry, raven colored eyebrows. Soot tinted strands erupted from the middle of Gwen's narrow scalp. Charcoal filaments surrounded the edges of Gwen's fiery cheeks. Gwen's tiny fingers lifted off the surfaces of her upper legs. "OOfgfghh--!" Cole muffled while crimping olfactory cartilidge. Gwen cradled hiny gelatin with coconut heel velvet and beat fiery thigh porcelain. "Get the fuck outta here, frrreak!!" Gwen belted. Cole's hair blanketed shin slipped off a sheet of heart spotted fluff. The sole of a long, skinny foot flattened slate colored carpet strands. A scrawny ankle surrounded by cream hair curtains dropped beside Cole's floor masher. An olive green shirt was crumpled beside long, limestone colored toes. Knots of blueberry denim were piled beside cotton fabric the color of a dirty martini. Cole's scrawny fingers converged around dark blue stitches and olive green ripples. Pale nightcrawlers lifted Cole's shirt and britches off swirls of slate colored yarn. Cole stood up straight. Warm crimson leaked out of Cole's nostrils. Hot claret stained edges of slender lips. Long, skinny digits crushed an olive green t-shirt on top of Cole's nose and mouth rims. Cole's slender boner poked out of a felt bush. A six inch flesh shaft was coated with shiny mucus. The fingers of Cole's free hand flattened wads of blueberry denim on top of a gooey pecker. The soles of Cole's feet shuffled across slate carpet covering Gwen's bedroom floor. Gwen's privacy door slammed shut. The tips of Allie's tiny fingers sank into warm claret trickling out of her nostrils. Crow tinted eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Allie's nose. Allie glared into honey colored shutters surrounding Gwen's pupils. Allie's tangerine spotted digits squeegeed a puddle of blood away from her cranberry lips. Allie painted wine colored smears across the surface of her pale cheek. Allie lifted crimson soaked fingers in front of soft, pine colored shoulders. "Get the-- fuck outta here, freak!" the agitated princess ordered. Cole mashed shirt clover and juniper denim nesting carpet tar with lengthy toe pine. He bundled nose syrup with olive trunk pleats and his meat stick with indigo jeans. He scooted licorice floor yarn with walking taffy and slammed Gwen's bedroom door. Allie smeared cheek gouda with lip claret and clawed bicep velvet with neon talons. "Jesus, Gwennn--" Allie groaned. "I thought you *wanted* me to fuck him." Allie wiggled frustrated fists in front of porcelain chest hide. "What the hell?!" Gwen smacked the surfaces of her thighs. "Jesus, G-wen!" Allie retched. "What the HELL?? I thought you *wanted* me to fuck him!" "You *wanted* to fuck him!" Gwen shouted back. "You were *liking* that." Blueberry colored caps embellishing Gwen's pale digits sank into her pine thigh flesh. Wine colored lips below the tip of Gwen's nose peeled off of gritted teeth. "You piece of shit! I should fucking *kill* you!!" Allie pointed tangerine spotted fingers at tomato breasts poking out of her ribs. Angry, blood soaked lips lifted off the surfaces of Allie's incisors. "*You* wanted to fffuck him!!" Gwen huffed. "You were-- liking that shit!" Allie plowed feral chest tomatoes and severed face custard coated with cherry syrup. "I was having a good time-- yeah!" Allied snarled. "It felt good!" Allie's wrists collapsed along thick skin surrounding her thighs. Allie shook agitated fingers in front of soft, ivory tinted shoulders. "What the fuck do you want me to say?!?" Gwen's fingers lifted off of plush hide covering her hips. Gwen's pale digits surrounded Allie's slender throat. The tips of Gwen's thumbs collapsed a knot extending from Allie's esophagus. Tips of blueberry fingernails sank into soft skin covering the back of Allie's neck. Gwen's stubby digits squeezed a tube of pale flesh erupting from Allie's slender shoulders. Allie's eyes popped open. Thin, crow colored brows climbed pine tinted skin below a coal pigmented curtain. Irises the color of blue jays stared into drops of honey covering Gwen's corneas. Allie's blood stained lips peeled apart. The tip of Allie's tiny tongue emerged from an opening separating sopping wet lips. Gwen's forehead collided with Allie's. Gwen's hazel irises glared at shutters the color of blue jay feathers. "I was having a good TIME! YEAAAH!!" Allie belted. "It felt GOO-UHHD!!" Gwen fetched juniper nails from thigh yogurt and stacked Allie's spindly vocal discs. Allie stripped horrified, blue raspberry peepers and extruded dainty tongue salmon. "...you're mine, you worthless bitch..." Gwen squeezed between gritted teeth. "...i fuckin' own you..." Allie fought to squeeze air into her trachea. Narrow, coal colored eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Allie's nose. Allie's tangerine spotted digits grappled Gwen's skinny wrists. Tiny fingers the color of pine surrounded ivory tinted flesh tubes. Tips of tangerine nails sank into Gwen's thin forearm flesh. The surface of Gwen's bedroom door was coated with tar colored paint. A charcoal frame surrounded a three by seven foot board the color of push broom bristles. A brass knob shaped like a scotch glass extended from the left edge of Gwen's bedroom divider. The saxophone port fixture rotated clockwise. Gwen's pale fingers squeezed Allie's skinny neck. Drops of honey stared into blue jay shutters. "Stupid skank!" Gwen shouted into Allie's face. "Are you feeling light headed, yet?!" Allie's bronze coated eye flaps folded together. Copper pigmented covers sealed irises the color of sea water. Gwen's bedroom door closed. Gwen's head turned. Gwen looked towards the entrance to her bedroom. Gwen's angry eyes relaxed. Wine tinted lips closed in front of Gwen's mashed incisors. A frustrated whimper escaped Allie's blood soaked lips. Allie's tangerine capped knuckle extensions yanked Gwen's scrawny wrists away from her throat. Flimsy fingertips coated with blueberry nail polish collapsed along Gwen's soft thighs. Limestone skin surrounding Gwen's tiny digits was coated with Allie's blood droplets. "...you're miiine, you worthless bitch..." the icy queen vented past cruel chiclets. "...i fuckin' own you..." Allie shredded Gwen's lanky wrist parmesan with mango nails and gulped uvula gristle. A saxophone digit grip unlatched the sadistic hen's graphite enameled bedroom door. "Stupid fuckin' skank!" Gwen shouted at Allie's terrified precipice crystal. "Are you-- feeling light headed, YET?!!" Gwen's sinking hall port redirected her eye embers to a shady panel across the room. Gwen settled wiry cheeks, then registered Allie tossing her cherry drizzled fingers. Allie cuddled her chest and throat and swirled bloody mandibles above her shoulder. She gulped dreadful den gasses and greeted Josh Griffin with terrified cornea ozone. Allie's skinny forearms flattened salmon chocolate chips poking out of tomato breasts. Allie's tiny fingers wove across the surface of her neck. Allie's teensy tongue poked out of lips soaked with wet crimson. Allie's elbows rested on top of her knees. Allie forced heavy breaths into eager lungs. Allie's head turned. Allie looked towards the entrance to Gwen's bedroom. Josh and his friends stood in front of Gwen's privacy covering. Scotch coils three inches tall extended from a four inch square framing Josh's scalp. The edges of Josh's hair were shaved close. Tar colored eyes rested along ends of bony cheeks. A narrow chin hung from the bottom of Josh's face. A skinny throat descended into a t-shirt the color of red wine. Skinny, walnut colored arms dangled from Josh's baggy shirt sleeves. Wads of indigo denim were stacked below the base of a maroon shroud. Navy blue jean knots surrounded insteps of coal colored sneakers. Ivy stood next to her raspberry cloaked boyfriend. A bony face the color of chalk descended from blueberry strands growing out of Ivy's scalp. Indigo locks became plum purple filaments beside chartreuse irises. Tangerine tinted eyelids surrounded shutters like drops of champagne. Glossy, strawberry red lips convened below a chrome hoop hanging from Ivy's nostril. Strands of plum purple hair became pomegranate red below Ivy's slender, talc colored chin. A black, leather choker surrounded the middle of Ivy's scrawny neck. One inch, chrome plated spikes poked out of a leather throat band two centimeters thick. A see through nylon shirt descended from an elastic rim beneath Ivy's dog collar. Ivy's hair faded cherry red behind chalk shoulder blades showing through transparent fabric. A raven black tube top covered apple sized breasts and Ivy's upper back. Nylon sleeves descended from Ivy's ceramic colored shoulders. See through charcoal tubes stretched around Ivy's wrists. A two inch thick leather band was strapped around Ivy's narrow waist. A chrome buckle shaped like a crescent moon strapped Ivy's belt above the curves of her hips. Raven black denim stretched around Ivy's upper leg cellulite. Coal colored tubes coated Ivy's slender legs. Toes of pointed, leather boots poked out of Ivy's crow feather jean cuffs. Scotch head poofs departed Josh's scalp patch above eye tar riding amber face barbs. The grim skater's lanky throat topped baggy t-shirt wine overflowing his tan elbows. Indigo jeans departed Josh's pomegranate shroud and piled on top of sneaker asphalt. Ivy's bony face chalk embedded blueberry scalp silk beside her scrawny boyfriend. Plum hair began near orange cradled eye limes, cherry lips, and a chrome nose hoop. Choker spokes headed crystal sleeve soot casing arm chalk below radish noggin drapes. Tube top pitch embedding hoop neck, chest nylon bundled Ivy's apple shaped breasts. Crescent, moon silver lashed raven denim with leather tar above her hip cellulite. Bison asphalt, boot points exited crow feather jeans packing Ivy's slender calf arcs. Sammy stood beside Josh's right shoulder. Cotton candy dermis was stretched over Sammy's bony face. One inch long, gold tinted spikes poked out of Sammy's pink scalp. Blonde, bushy eyebrows rested along drops of bourbon attached to Sammy's corneas. A fake smirk creased a cheek the color of a strawberry milkshake. A thin neck descended into the collar of a slick, ivory hued dress shirt. Sammy's quartz tinted sleeves were rolled to his elbows. Buttons like flat pearls strapped silk fabric across Sammy's narrow chest. Tubes of limestone colored denim concealed Sammy's scrawny legs. Wads of pale jean fabric surrounded necks of black and white checkered shoes. Bernie stood beside soot tinted denim strapped around Ivy's left hip curves. Spiked hair the color of push broom bristles poked out of Bernie's fat face. Eyes like robin eggs cowered below bushy, coal colored eyebrows. A chin the size of a soft ball sank into Bernie's thick neck. Bernie's gelatin throat disappeared into the collar of a navy blue t-shirt. Bernie's ocean colored bicep, chest, and stomach fabric was wrapped with cream stripes. A set of flat pearls strapped the top of Bernie's shirt above a set of sweaty man tits. Pine khakis descended from a streaked, navy blue sheet concealing Bernie's fat stomach. The ends of Bernie's birch britches collected along insteps of red high tops. Ivory colored rubber caps adorned fabric toe coverings the hue of poppy seeds. Gwen's pale thighs flattened along backs of naked calves. A slender stomach the color of pine sank into hips the width of a beach ball. Breasts shaped like baseballs cut in half extended between edges of skinny biceps. A slender neck erupted from narrow shoulders protected by limestone dermis. Angry eyes, a tiny nose, and wine tinted lips poked out of Gwen's soft face. Velvet skin like porcelain formed Gwen's forehead, round cheeks, and narrow chin. Raven black locks erupted from Gwen's narrow scalp. Charcoal filaments surrounded swirls of rose colored blush decorating Gwen's cheek bones. Honey drops below angry, raven colored eyebrows stared into Josh's tar colored eye shutters. Sammy's flamingo face gristle and golden scalp spokes topped Josh's right shoulder. A fake smirk pierced Sammy's cheek bismuth under his ominous, bourbon ocular drops. Ivory shirt silk rolled his lanky neck and elbows above pine, lower limb sand paper. Quartz and graphite checkers adorned sneaker canvas encasing Sammy's mischevous feet. Bernie's charcoal scalp spikes scaled robin egg eyes and a chin softball next to Ivy. Dual pearls strapped Bernie's ocean and ivory shirt stripes arcoss his trunk gelatin. The chunky hipster's khaki limestone crowded rosy shoe canvas with rubber toe pearls. Gwen braced billiard tits and slender ab silk along folded leg quartz and melon hips. She pointed ruby blush and pissy eye embers crowding keratin soot at grim visitors. "What the fuck do *you* want?" Gwen snapped. Allie's thick thighs relaxed along her pale calves. Hips shaped like a bird cage transformed into Allie's flat stomach. Breasts the size of tomato halves squeezed between Allie's slender upper arms. Allie's tiny tits bounced on uneasy breaths. Soft shoulders wiggled nervously beside the edges of Allie's narrow neck. Strawberry red marks the shape of Gwen's tiny thumbs decorated Allie's cream trachea flesh. Crow tinted strands grew out of Allie's narrow scalp. Three inch curtains the color of coal shrouded frustrated eyes the hue of blue jays. Hemoglobin soup leaked from Allie's tiny nostrils. Exhausted puffs erupted from blood soaked lips. Hot crimson dripped from Allie's tiny chin. Claret colored smears coated the surface of Allie's pale cheek. The tip of Josh's tongue piercing rested along his lower lip. A half inch chrome ball shuffled back and fourth between slender mouth rims like ham steak. Drops of tar below sagging, scotch colored eyebrows gazed into Gwen's corneal honey droplets. "What the fuck do *you* want?" Gwen snapped. The joyless hostess reached above an end table and reduced her kitty radio's volume. Allie nestled thigh quartz and sloshed winded chest apples while scouring cola bangs. Josh skimmed Allie's cherry face drizzle and glared at Gwen's fierce cornea honey. "What the fuck do you *think* I want?" Josh requisitioned. Sammy faced the end of Gwen's bed. Piercing, light brown eyes above a fake smile studied Gwen's naked porcelain flesh. Bourbon tinted shutters switched to the corners of Sammy's squinted eyes. Brandy droplets followed curves tracing the edges of Allie's thighs, stomach, and chest. Sammy watched claret fountains dribbling down Allie's trembling lips. "What the fuck do you-- think I want?" Josh fumbled across his chrome tongue beebee. Sammy probed Gwen's ivory tits and Allie's plush body curves with piercing pupil ale. "Mannn--" Sammy croaked. "Them some fine ass-- naked hoes sitting over there, Josh." Taunting cackles erupted from thick lips squeezed between Bernie's fat cheeks. Bernie looked at slate colored fibers covering the surface of Gwen's bedroom floor. He slapped a set of thick palms together. Gwen gazed into tar colored shutters below Josh's bushy, scotch tinted eyebrows. She licked lips coated with beeswax the color of red wine. "Some fine ass-- naked ladies up in here, hossss." Bernie expelled taunting cackles and popped pudgy palm meat in front of stomach fat. Gwen drilled Josh's pitch pupil facets and lapped red wine beeswax coating her lips. "Did you guys find them?" Gwen demanded. Josh folded skinny, walnut tinted forearms over wine colored fabric covering his chest. He traced his lower lip with a chrome plated ball threaded to his tongue stud. "Did you-- worthless fuckers find them or not?" Gwen demanded using pissy cheeks. Josh stacked t-shirt cabbage with wrist caramel and grated his lip with tongue steel. "Pretty sure we found *one* of them," Josh replied. Josh's walnut tinted cheeks faced Sammy. His scotch eye shutters remained focused on the surfaces of Gwen's corneas. "Which one was it again, Sammy?" Josh inquired. Laughs like clown horn toots erupted from Sammy's thin lips. "P-retty sure we found *one* of themmm--" Josh vacantly hummed. The sarcastic troublemaker swiveled his vacuous face in Sammy's general direction. "Which one *was* it, Sammy? I forget." Josh's irritating accomplice extruded clown horn laughter from feisty air sacks. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haa!" Long, skinny fingers like cotton candy nightcrawlers flattened Sammy's grinning lips. Sammy inhaled a breath between spaces separating his flamingo digits. He swiveled his pale cheeks up and down. "Pretty sure it was Wednesday," Sammy explained. "Or-- maybe Haileyyy--" Sammy croaked. "Or like-- one of 'em, yo." A fat face surrounded by coal colored, three inch spikes wiggled above Bernie's fat neck. Sadistic cackling erupted from Bernie's thick lips. Gwen glared into piercing irises like drops of bourbon below Sammy's sarcastic eyebrows. Blood soaked fingers lifted off of soft skin protecting Gwen's naked thighs. "Aww, shi-uhht--" Sammy recklessly recalled. "Now, let me seeee here. Pretty sure it was Wanda-- Wait *Wednesday*, right?" Sammy crumpled pupil bourbon with uncertain ocular flaps and tapped lengthy lips. "Or, was it Haileyyy--?" the reflective terrorist mindlessly croaked. "I'm pretty sure it was one of 'em, yo." Bernie belted sadistic cackles from precipice dough supporting licorice hair spokes. "Well-- what the fuck, Sammy?" Gwen demanded. "Which one *was* it??" "Oh, my fucking Gahhhd!" Gwen intolerantly belched. "Which one *was* it, you dick-heads! Did you-- find them or not??" "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaa!" Sammy honked. Bernie glided thick fingers between three inch spikes poking out of his scalp. "Haa! Haa! Haaa!" Sammy ruthlessly honked. "Awww, shiiit--" Bernie teased. "Lemme think. Pretty sure it was some dark haired chick, yo." "Ah, shee-utt--" Bernie teasingly paraded. "I mean-- pretty sure it was some *dark* haired chick, yo." "Yeahh--" Sammy croaked from a sly grin. "With like-- blue eyes and shit?" "Ah, yeahhh--" Sammy agreed using sly lip arcs. "*That's* right. With like-- blue eyes 'n shit?" "Fuckin' hot piece uh ass," Bernie added. "Damn fine piece uh ass, Sammyy-- my man." "Fuckin' hawwt piece uh ass, Sammy," Bernie tactlessly recalled. "Daaamn good pussy," Sammy purred. "Damn good. Best pussy I had in a good, long time-- yo." "Niiice piece uh ass, muh man," Sammy agreed. "Damn good pussy, too." Sammy bonked Bernie's inexpectant knuckles and awaited him to return the favor. "Dahhmn good pussy. Best pussy I had in a long time, yo." "Fuckin' nice pussy--" Bernie responded. "Fuckin' *clean* pussy and shit. Damn fine." "Fuckin' greaaat pussy, hoss," Bernie adoringly conceded. "Fuckin' *clean* pussy 'n shit. Reeeal nice." "Virgin pussyy--" Sammy croaked. "Virrrgin pussy--" Sammy proudly broadcasted. "Awww, shit--" Bernie purred. "Mannn-- I don't know if she was a virgin, yo." Bernie shrugged a set of thick shoulders. "May-beee--" Gwen studied robin egg shutters between Bernie's fat eyelids. Gwen's hazel irises floated between flaps coated with blueberry tinted eye shadow. Gold pupil facets spotted piercing drops of bourbon below Sammy's bushy eyebrows. Gwen swallowed, nervously. "Ah, shiiit--" Bernie purred. "You think she was a *virgin*, Sammy-Sams?" Bernie probed upper eye flaps with robin egg irises and stroked his chin pudding. "I mean-- you know, may-bee--" Gwen scrutinized Bernie's precipice lard and Sammy's vision gold with hazel peepers. "Th-That sounds like Wednesday," Gwen squeezed out. Gwen licked wine stained lips. She studied Sammy's piercing eyes. She faced Bernie. "You guys-- didn't see Hailey anywhere?" Bernie lifted a pale forearm the size of a subway sandwich. A thick index finger extended from a fat palm. Bernie's leading digit pointed between drops of honey below Gwen's raven colored eyebrows. "I'm guessing you idiots picked up Wednesday by Linda Park," Gwen impatiently chimed. "Like we-- fuckin' told you to do. But, what about *Hailey*?" "Which one's that?" Bernie demanded. "Is that the red-head? I was hoping for a red-head, yo. You girls *promised* me a red-head. You know?" Sammy laughed like a tooting clown horn. "Is that the *red-head*?" Bernie demanded. "I was really hoping for a red-head, yo. You girls prahh-missed me a red-head, you know?" Sammy extruded narcissistic circus toots from ecstatic rib cavities and face pleats. "You-- raped her?" Allie demanded. Irises like blue jays gazed below three inches of crow colored bangs. Allie's ocean eye shutters focused on robin eggs attached to Bernie's corneas. Copper coated eyelids covered Allie's sea pigmented pupil facets. Allie's glass cleaner ocular coins reappeared near the left corners of her eyes. Tarnished pennies focused on light brown shutters surrounding Sammy's pupils. "Wednesday Williams?" Allie inquired. "You two raped her?" Bernie's spike covered head tilted back. Push broom bristles poked rolls of flesh below a navy blue shirt collar. Roars of cackles erupted from Bernie's fat lips. Sammy laughed like a tooting clown horn. "You guys-- raped her?" Allie grimly probed. Allie sifted Bernie and Sammy's cackling faces, then flapped copper sight protectors. "Haa! Haa! Haa!" The corners of Sammy's piercing eyes crinkled. Thin lips tore Sammy's cotton candy cheeks in two. Allie stared at Sammy's pink, cackling face. Hummingbird wings flapped Allie's ear drums. Bernie pointed thick index fingers between blue jay irises floating between Allie's eyelids. "Hey-- thanks so much, yo," Bernie responded. "Hey thanks so much, yo," Bernie extruded from blubbery lip curves. "To-tal-ly--" Sammy groaned. "Some gooood pussy right there, yo. Thanks." Allie swallowed nervous spit. She looked around. Allie spotted Josh's tar colored irises. She inhaled a breath between blood soaked lips. "Tohhh-tally," Sammy guiltlessly taunted. "That was some gooood pussy, yo. Thanks." Allie scoured her friend's twisted eye embers and aimed frantic pupil ozone at Josh. "Why-- did you guys *do* that??" Allie retched. "You weren't supposed to do *that*! Whyyy?!" Sammy expelled breathless, high pitched chuckles and struggled to contain himself. "Wudda *you* care?" Josh inquired using foreboding digestive seams. "Did Hailey and Wednesday really-- do it?" Allie stupidly asked. The corners of Josh's eyes wrinkled. Josh's walnut skinned face swiveled. Drops of tar drifted to the corners of Josh's eyes. Coal facets focused on Allie's pupils. "What do I-- carrre?!" Allie challenged. "Did Hailey and Wednesday really-- do all those things??" Josh focused ocular tar on blue raspberry irises searing Allie's crow feather bangs. "Uhhh--" Josh grumbled. "wwWhat?" Allie felt all the blood drain out of her face. She stared at Josh's ocular tar drops. She looked beside her. Gwen's piercing, hazel colored irises stared back. Long, raven black eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's nose. Gwen shook her head. Wine tinted lips peeled off of Gwen's gritted teeth. "Did they do-- WHAT, exactly?" the skeptical skater reflected. Allie drained claret soaked cheek quartz and faced Gwen's vindictive visual scotch. "...you're fucking stupid, allie..." Gwen rasped between gnashing bicuspids. Ivy's pale face turned. Long strands fading from blueberry to cherry swept transparent nylon covering pale shoulders. Snow cone filaments tickled a chalk colored neck. Champagne colored shutters studied walnut tinted skin covering Josh's bony cheeks. Ivy licked strawberry colored gloss coating her lips. "...you're fuckin' ssstupid, allie..." Gwen gushed between scournful bicuspids. Ivy turned sucrose cheeks embedding snow cone hair and lapped satisfied lip cherries. "I told you, baby," Ivy remarked. Josh pointed between blue jay irises below Allie's crow tinted bangs. "Tohhld you, baby," the lanky goth girl arrogantly croaked. "What's that you're trying to ask me, shit-face?" Josh demanded. "Say that again?" Ends of coal colored eyebrows compressed the outer corners of Allie's eyes. Nervous puffs exited Allie's tiny nostrils. Allie switched focus from Josh's tar colored irises to Gwen's brass pupil facets. Gwen's tiny, blood drizzled fingers curled into a fist. Blueberry capped digits poking out of Gwen's opposite knuckles snagged Allie's skinny wrist. Gwen's carpal knots swooped across slick flesh forming the tops of her thighs. Gwen's coiled palm grippers sank into soft skin protecting Allie's slender stomach. Bernie folded massive forearms above his fat stomach. Sadistic cackles erupted from Bernie's thick lips. Bernie slapped a set of gelatin palms together. A fake grin tore Sammy's pink cheek in two. Sammy filled Gwen's bedroom with laughs like clown horn toots. Allie's naked bicep, hip, knee, and ankle collapsed along slate colored yarn glued to Gwen's floor. Allie's temple bounced on concrete below dimly tinted carpet strands. Josh looked beside him. Sammy's grinning face gazed at Josh's corneal tar drops. Josh pointed towards Gwen's bed. He snapped his lanky, walnut pigmented fingers. Gwen snatched Allie's wrist custard and impaled her pillowy abs with knuckle knots. Josh's barbaric comrades giggled while Allie's elbow and hip popped carpeted cement. Josh savored Allie's noggin sloshing scalp slate, then checked Sammy's grinning face. "Do your thing, Sammy," Josh instructed. Sammy faced Gwen. Sammy's plastic smile remnants abandoned his pale facial points. Drops of bourbon attached to Sammy's eyes studied soft skin surrounding Gwen's chest. Pine tinted flesh emerged from edges of slender ribs. Porcelain dermis formed baseball sized tits. Salmon tinted chocolate chips poked out of Gwen's tiny breasts. Sammy wandered away from Gwen's bedroom door. He inched towards Gwen's end of the bed. "Do your thing, Sammy," the two-faced intruder instructed. Sammy ditched plastic smile remnants and pursued Gwen's lemon tits and nipple drops. Josh looked beside his girlfriend. Bernie turned his push broom spiked head. He looked above a navy blue collar surrounding his thick neck. Robin eggs near the centers of Bernie's corneas gazed into coals below Josh's scotch brows. A half inch, chrome plated ball glided across Josh's lower lip. Josh's walnut face tilted. Brandy colored coils growing out of Josh's scalp pointed at Allie's side of the mattress. Josh acknowledged Bernie's robin egg irises and nodded towards Allie's floor space. "Ber-niee--" Josh croaked. "Take care of dumb-shit over there." Sammy stopped beside Gwen's edge of the sleeping area. Gwen's palms surrounded her velvet hip curves. Gwen's blueberry capped digits poked thick blanket puffs into foam stitched to her mattress. Gwen's naked tuchus toppled off of porcelain heels. Gwen's tiny hiny sank into a banana colored heart adorning the surface of her bed spread. Gwen's head turned. Her narrow chin rested along soft skin forming her shoulder. Hazel irises floated to the tops of Gwen's eye sockets. Golden eye facets gazed into bourbon tinted shutters surrounding Sammy's pupils. Thin, raven colored eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's nose. "Ber-nieee--" Josh summoned. "Take care of-- dumb-shit over there." Gwen wadded rainbow heart fleece framing her hip velvet and abided Sammy's arrival. She excised her tiny hiny from porcelain heels and glared at his scotch pupil facets. "What the-- fuck are you looking at, Sammy?!" Gwen snarled. Sammy stared into Gwen's hazel eyes below flattened, blonde tinted eyebrows. A smirk creased Sammy's left cheek. Sammy's arm lifted off of ivory colored silk covering his ribs and the edge of his waist. Nightcrawlers poking out of Sammy's palm burrowed underneath Gwen's soft chin. Long, skinny fingers surrounded Gwen's slick throat. "What the-- fuck are you looking at, ssSammy?!" Gwen hissed. Josh's loopy cohort collected Gwen's throat velvet with cotton candy nightcrawlers. "Nowww, Gwenn--" Sammy purred. Sammy's fingers squeezed Gwen's slender neck. His flamingo knuckle extensions lifted Gwen's charcoal shrouded cheeks. Gwen grunted between a set of clenched teeth. Gwen's porcelain thigh curves glided off the surface of her soft blanket. "You know you want this dick," Sammy added. Sammy lowered his cotton candy cheeks. He placed Gwen's wine colored lips against his long, skinny mouth rims. "Now, Gwehhhn--" Sammy hummed using noxious vocal ridges. "*You* know you want this-- dick." Sammy tilled Gwen's neck custard and deposited her lip wine along his lengthy mouth. "Mmmm--" Gwen groaned into Sammy's thin, ham colored oral flesh. Blueberry caps embellishing Gwen's tiny digits clawed ivory silk spanning Sammy's ribs. Gwen's fingertips surrounded pea shaped pegs poking through Sammy's shirt. The ends of Gwen's pine colored knuckle shafts compressed the tips of Sammy's nipples. Gwen's tightened carpal ligaments rotated opposite directions. Sammy's lanky fingers released soft skin protecting Gwen's neck. Sammy's slender lips drifted away from Gwen's disgusted face hole. "MMmmm--!" Gwen mourned across Sammy's slobbery oral ham. The grim gal clawed Sammy's shirt ivory with indigo nails and wrung his areola peas. "OOoooo--" Sammy groaned. Sammy's cotton candy palm pillows shoved Gwen's throat towards the other end of the bed. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaa!!" Sammy tooted. Allie rolled onto her back. Her soft scapula dermis sank into slate colored floor yarn. Irises like blue jays climbed to the peaks of Allie's corneas. Blue raspberry pupil facets studied robin egg eye shutters floating along Bernie's fat cheeks. Allie's slender biceps squeezed the edges of her ribs. Her skinny forearms folded on top of tomato sized tits poking out of her chest. Allie's naked thighs swiveled. Her knees squeezed together below her right elbow. Allie's calves collapsed along the backs of her upper legs. Allie intersected terrified ankles. Allie's soft heels collapsed along porcelain hiny mounds. Allie's blood soaked lips peeled off of gritted teeth. Allie puffed panicked breaths out of clenched pearls. "aAAGHhh!" Sammy gargled using agitated trachea streaks. The violent exhibitionist shoved Gwen's windpipe satin towards the end of her bed. Allie noticed Bernie's eye ozone and coiled private meat fixtures with bashful limbs. "B-Bernie!!" Allie squeezed out. Josh gazed into his girlfriend's champagne tinted irises. He inhaled between a set of thin lips. "B-Bernieee!!" Allie fumbled past desperate lip cranberries. "Ivy--" Josh groaned. "Are we seriously gonna sit through this again?" Ivy's pale face tilted. A chalk tinted jaw rested along chrome spikes poking out of a black leather collar. "Are we-- seriously gonna sit through this, again?" Josh petitioned his icy mistress. "Twice in one day?" Ivy inquired. Ivy shrugged. Soft shoulders the color of talcum powder lifted below raven tinted nylon. Porcelain deltoids hugged Ivy's pale neck. "T-wice in one day?" Ivy glumly responded. The morbid damsel rocked shoulder chalk imbuing crystal nylon, bicep charcoal. Bernie stood up. Allie's naked shoulder blades laid across Bernie's fat bicep and forearm. The backs of Allie's knees folded over Bernie's opposite wrist. Allie's skinny calves dangled from a tube of thick flesh surrounding Bernie's lower arm. Bernie cradled Allie's feral chest and tuchus along his sapphire streaked man tits. "Yo, Sammy!" Bernie shouted. "Got a bleeder." Bernie's thick forearms curled towards his chest. Allie's naked tits and thighs collapsed along navy blue, cream streaked fabric. The indigo striped sheet contained Bernie's sloppy man tits. Allie faced slate carpet covering Gwen's bedroom floor. Curtains of crow tinted locks surrounded Allie's coconut cheeks. "Got a bleeder, Sammyyy!" the chunky jokester paraded. Bernie launched Allie's meager appendages along Sammy's eager wrists across the room. "Ahhh!" Allie shrieked. Bernie's gelatin biceps and forearms uncoiled. His jiggling appendages launched Allie across the surface of Gwen's bed. Allie's undressed body curves collided with the inner surfaces of Sammy's scrawny arms. Allie's bicep and soft skin surrounding her kneecap hammered Sammy's ivory silked upper arms. Skinny wrists the color of cotton candy latched Allie's slender shoulder blades and knees. Sammy looked down. Sammy's bourbon ocular drops studied crimson smears coating Allie's pale cheek. "AAA!" Allie shrilled. Sammy scoured hemoglobin soup smearing Allie's porcelain cheeks with bourbon peepers. "Alliee--" Sammy croaked. Allie squirmed. Allie's porcelain fingers shoved her naked chest away from pearls sealing Sammy's shirt. Allie's thighs, knees, and calves shuffled beside Sammy's right bicep. Sammy stared at blue jay colored irises below Allie's angry, crow tinted eyebrows. "You know I'm a vampire, riiight?" Sammy purred. Sammy's thin, ham tinted lips siphoned blood smeared across Allie's left cheek. Sammy's rubber band mouth rims suctioned Allie's porcelain facial curves. Allie detected Sammy's tongue ridges sanding velvet skin beside her blood soaked lips. Sammy's saliva coated digestive flesh lapped warm claret off of Allie's slick skin. Allie swiveled disgusted cheeks. Allie's hemoglobin stained tooth coverings burrowed into Sammy's ivory shoulder silk. "Hi, Al-lieee--" Sammy hurled past lengthy salivary meat escaping his savage lips. The wiry vixen shimmied mortified body ceramic embedding Sammy's lanky trunk gristle. "You know I'm a vampire, riiight?" Sammy suctioned Allie's chin compote and sanded her cheek claret with tongue slime. "Sammyyy!" Allie shrieked. "You sick fuuuck!!" The edges of Gwen's lower arms supported her upper body. Gwen's slender legs stretched across the surface of her bed. Gwen's knee borders sank into her fluffy heart blanket. Flamingo valentine puffs bordered the rims of Gwen's pale insteps. Blueberry colored nails glided across love striped yarn sprouts. Bernie's thick fingers snatched Gwen's skinny ankles. Fat digits squeezed pine colored Achilles' ligaments below Gwen's calves. Gwen's head turned. Raven strands battered soft cheeks coated with rose colored blush. Hazel irises stared below raven black eyebrows pointing down the bridge of Gwen's nose. "Sammy, you sick fahhhck!" Allie shrieked. Gwen supported her biceps and knees with blueberry tipped catching and walking mats. Bernie snatched Gwen's ankle silk and dragged her hiny and scapulas across love yarn. "Bernie-- you fat bastard!" Gwen snapped. "Let-- go of me!" Bernie's thick digits dragged Gwen towards the edge of her bed. Gwen's velvet shoulder blades sank into heart printed fluff. Slick hide protecting Gwen's tiny tuchus, upper back, and scapulas glided across plush fabric. Josh's walnut tinted fingers snagged raven strands framing Gwen's cheeks. Josh's slender digits curled into a bony fist. Gwen's coal colored locks stretched away from her narrow scalp. Gwen's naked skin stopped sliding across the surface of her blanket. Josh's unoccupied fingers hovered beside velvet hide protecting Gwen's shoulder. Walnut tinted shafts surrounded a four inch grip trimmed with bone plates. Half inch chrome caps were crimped along edges of ivory pigmented trim. Josh's opposable digit mashed a chrome button near the end of a calcium sculpture. A four inch blade popped out. Gwen winced. Drops of honey below angry, raven black eyebrows stared into drops of tar. Wine colored lips peeled off of Gwen's gritted teeth. "Josh--" Gwen snarled. Josh pointed a four inch blade at the peak of Gwen's throat. A stainless steel point sank into thin skin covering Gwen's trachea. Josh's tar tinted shutters focused on hazel quarters between blueberry eyelids. "Bernie, you-- fat bastard!" Gwen snapped. "Let-- go of me!" Josh knotted Gwen's raven locks and flaunted culinary bone grips beside her temple. He extracted a sharp breath from Gwen's angry lip wine by mashing a blade release. "jjJosh!" the antsy princess squeezed out of uncertain chompers. "How's your memory, Gwen?" Josh requisitioned. Bernie's thick fingers tightened around Gwen's antsy ankles. Fat digits mashed pine tinted heels into the edge of Gwen's mattress. Dark blue eyelids flattened Gwen's hazel irises. Gwen parted irritated incisors. "How's your memory, G-wen?" Josh hooted past insistant mouth frames. Josh poked Gwen's throat satin and observed Bernie burying her heels in blanket fur. "Aaahh!" Gwen shouted. Furious eye flaps coated with blueberry eye shadow peeled off of honey colored shutters. Gwen stared into Josh's coal faceted pupils. "They killed them!" Gwen insisted. "Everybody in school *knows* Hailey Holloway and Wednesday Williams killed your brother, Josh! Everybodyyy!!" Josh tilted scotch pigmented head fluffs towards Sammy's side of the bed. Josh's scalp coils pointed at pale skin forming Allie's biceps, thighs, calves, and ankles. "rrRAAA!!" Gwen snarled using ferocious cheek porcelain supporting antsy eye embers. "Everybody in *school* knows Hailey Holloway and Wednesday Williams killed your brother, Josh! EV-RY-BO-DY!!" Josh scoured Allie's ivory bicep and hip cellulite near Sammy's side of the bed. "Your little fuck buddy over there's not so sure," Josh retorted. Gwen's head tilted back. Hazel irises floated to the tops of Gwen's angry eye sockets. "Your little-- fuck buddy over there's not so sure," Josh challenged. "God damn you, Allie!" Gwen snarled. Blueberry dusted eye flaps wrinkled on top of Gwen's golden eye shutters. Gwen's cherry stained lips peeled off of her disgusted teeth. "Tell them!!" Gwen shrieked. Shivering fingers lifted off of Allie's pale thigh skin. Allie wiggled nervous digits in front of salmon drops poking out of her tiny tits. "God *damn* you Allie!!" the feral maiden hatefully shrieked. Gwen sealed pupil honey with blueberry lids and tore cherry lips hiding tamped teeth. "TELL them!" Allie shuffled flustered digits beyond salmon areola drops topping her onion tits. "I-- don't *know* anything--" Allie squeezed out of trembling, blood soaked lips. "I don't-- knowww anytheeeng!" Allie bawled from blood soaked mouth pleats. "Allieee!!" Gwen screeched. A satisfied smirk split Josh's bony cheek. Josh lifted the point of his switch blade off of Gwen's slender throat. Scrawny, walnut tinted digits suspended a bone plated shaft above Gwen's ribs. The tip of Josh's knife pointed at thin skin separating Gwen's tiny breasts. Gwen faced forward. Drops of honey between mascara coated lashes studied a chrome treated dagger. Raven colored eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's nose. Heavy puffs escaped Gwen's agitated teeth. "Al-lieee!" Gwen languished. Josh forged a gratified smirk and pointed his knife between Gwen's nervous breasts. "How 'bout it, Gwen?" Josh requisitioned. "Did my boys just fuck that poor Wednesday bitch for nothing?" Bernie's fat fingers strapped Gwen's ankles to the edge of her bed. Three inch spikes the color of push broom bristles poked out of Bernie's scalp. Bernie looked up. Robin egg colored irises studied the edges of Josh's coal ocular slivers. Bernie looked towards the opposite end of Gwen's bed. "Did my boys just-- totally fuck that bitch's brains out for nothing, or what?" Bernie secured Gwen's wiry ankle butter with sausage digits and probed his brow coal. "Wellll--" Bernie groaned. "I wouldn't say it was for *nothing*--" Sammy gazed into blue jay tinted shutters between Allie's copper coated eyelids. Allie exhaled heavy breaths between sopping wet lips. Artifacts of a smile curled the ends of Sammy's long, thin lips. Sammy winked. Allie's bronze pigmented eye flaps covered her ocean irises. Blood soaked lips peeled off of Allie's gritted teeth. Sammy looked up. He shrugged. Sammy hugged a slim, cotton candy neck with bony shoulders wrapped in ivory silk. "Well-- I wouldn't say for *nothing*," Bernie cunningly croaked. Sammy stalked ocean facets inhabiting Allie's bronze coated ocular flaps and winked. Allie nuzzled cowering throat custard with velvet shoulder porcelain and shied away. "You mean, like-- there was a *reason* we waited for that fine piece uh ass after school let out?" A grin tore Josh's cheeks in two. Josh's thin lips parted. Josh cackled. Josh's slender fingers squeezed raven tinted strands growing out of Gwen's scalp. Hazel shutters below Gwen's angry eyebrows stared at Josh's corneal tar drops. Gwen licked wine coated lips. "You mean, like-- there was a *reason* we waited around after school for that fiiine piece uh ass??" Sammy grated. Josh split his pointed precipice with twisted cackles and sloshed Gwen's raven locks. "Josh--" Gwen groaned. "You've gotta believe me." Josh shook his head. "Jahhhsh--" Gwen insufferably squealed. "You've got-ta be-lieeeve me!" "I *don't* believe you," Josh explained. "I just asked Wednesday, myself." "Uhh, I just asked Wednesday myself," Josh reflected. "And-- I *don't* believe you." "Aaahh!!" Gwen snarled between gritted teeth. "aaEHH!" the impatient vixen screeched between gritted teeth. "And--" Josh added. "My boys just raped that poor girl-- for nothing." Gwen's tiny fingers sank into her plush bed spread. Blueberry capped digits curled into furious fists. "And-- looks like mah boyyys just *raped* that poor girl," Josh grimly appended. "For nothing." "Who-- the hell told them to do *that*?!?" Josh's tar glopped ocular caverns flattened. Thin lips peeled off of Josh's gnashing incisors. Josh tightened angry biceps. Taught upper arm ligaments swiveled Josh's slender chest towards Gwen's angry face. Josh's furious fingers pointed a stainless switch blade between Gwen's baseball tits. "Jooosh!" Gwen shrieked. "Who-- the hell told them to do *that*?!" Gwen fired from cheek quartz dividing fiery fists. Josh braced rabid incisors and lunged at Allie's antsy chest butter with sharp steel. "RRrrrr--" Josh grumbled between gritted teeth. Gwen stared into Josh's coal faceted eye shutters. She shook her head. "rrRRR!" the scotch sprouted skater viciously snarled. "You didn't finish her, either--" Gwen grumbled. Gwen's wine stained lips peeled off of gritted bicuspids. "Did you?" Gwen squeezed past tightened teeth. Josh glared at honey colored shutters surrounding Gwen's pupils. Josh's fingers released Gwen's raven black hair strands. Josh hinged a bone plated switch blade away from Gwen's naked chest. Ivy stood beside the door to Gwen's bedroom. A strawberry pigmented smirk creased Ivy's talc tinted cheek. Chalk colored fingers gripped a brass door knob poking out of Gwen's bedroom covering. Raven black nail polish coated the ends of Ivy's slender digits. Ivy's pale knuckle shafts turned Gwen's hatch fixture clockwise. Porcelain wigglers rotated a charcoal tinted partition away from a coal colored frame. Josh stopped beside his girlfriend. He looked above wine tinted fabric hanging from his slender shoulder. Josh directed a mirror colored point between Gwen's hazel irises. "You didn't even-- finish her, did you?" Gwen snarked. Josh glared at Gwen's corneal honey drops and released her licorice scalp strands. Ivy creased cheek cream and unseated Gwen's door with a cherry smirk and cola talons. Ivy's lanky escort skimmed his bicep wine and flaunted a chrome plated switch blade. "You ask for my help--" Josh grumbled. "And then, you question my methods." Gwen rolled onto her bicep. Gwen's porcelain skinned wrist supported her slender shoulders. Drops of honey stared into ocular tar dots. "You ask for my help-- And then, you question my methods," Josh fumbled from earnest lips. Gwen fished grateful foot pleats out of Bernie's digit sausage and faced the hallway. "Josh--" Gwen warned. "Hailey Holloway is a little Einstein bitch." Gwen shook her head. "If Wednesday tells her what you guys did--" Josh followed Ivy through the opening to Gwen's bedroom. Josh looked over his shoulder. He motioned for Bernie and Sammy using scotch tinted head fluffs. Gwen shifted her upper body weight above her pine tinted hip curves. She shook angry fingers in front of naked tits like baseballs cut in half. "Josh!!" Gwen shouted. Bernie's thick palm shafts released Gwen's ankles. Pine digits like cream sponge cakes grazed Bernie's fat lips. Bernie kissed his chunky fingertips. He showed surfaces of smooched knuckle extensions to Gwen and Allie. "J-Joshhh--" Gwen ominously hissed. "Hailey Holloway-- is a little Einstein bitch. And, if Wednesday tells her what you guys dihhhd--" Josh followed his goth angel and summoned Bernie and Sammy using amber scalp fluffs. "JAWWSH!!" Bernie kissed carpal bratwursts and acknowleded the girls' porcelain body curves. "llLater, girls--" Bernie croaked. Allie's unprotected shoulder, elbow, hip, knee, and ankle collapsed along plush heart fabric. Allie's head swiveled above the peak of her slender neck. Irises like blue jays gazed below a curtain of crow tinted bangs. Sammy followed Bernie through Gwen's bedroom door way. He looked above ivory tinted silk shrouding his slender shoulder. A fake smile tore Sammy's flamingo cheeks in two. Piercing bourbon droplets gazed into Allie's blue jay colored irises. Sammy's tongue poked through a seam separating his thin, grinning lips. Sammy flapped a mouth ribbon above the surface of his bottom lip. Allie's soaking wet oral rims peeled off of her gritted teeth. Allie's copper coated eyelids squeezed shut. Laughs like clown horn toots erupted from Sammy's grinning lips. "LLLater, girrrls--" Bernie sadistically croaked. Allie sank shoulder and hip custard along heart fleece and scoured licorice bangs. Sammy pierced Allie's ozone eyes and flapped cruel mouth meat between lanky lip arcs. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaa!!" Sammy puffed out. Sammy slammed Gwen's bedroom door. Allie shook like a leaf. Timid eyelids peeled off shutters the color of blue jays. Allie's chin sank into soft skin protecting her shoulder. Allie lapped blood off the surfaces of her lips. A tube of charcoal tinted fabric descended in front of Allie's eyes. Gwen's rolled up bed sheet shackled thin skin forming Allie's slender throat. A loop of twisted mattress fabric crushed Allie's airway. Gwen's tiny fists squeezed tendons controlling the back of Allie's neck. Ends of a coal colored bed sheet erupted from knots of pine colored fingers. Allie's lips opened. Surprised vocalizations squeezed out of Allie's mortified throat. "Haa! Haa! Haaa!!" Sammy atrociously honked. Allie cuddled her startled neck when Sammy slammed the door and lapped dried blood. Gwen strapped Allie's trachea cream with rolled linen coal spanning her digit quartz. "...aaaack..." Allie puffed out of constricted air chutes. "...eaaack-- uuaack..." Gwen's slender chin flattened crow tinted strands sprouting from Allie's scalp. Gwen's naked kneecaps straddled Allie's trim waist. Gwen's soft thighs crushed Allie's porcelain hip cellulite. Gwen squeezed her tightened wrists together. The back of Allie's scalp collapsed along thin skin covering Gwen's breast bone. "...aaaack-- eaaack..." the jolted damsel fired from compressed aorta ridges. Gwen braced her friend's scapula satin with apple tits and straddled her hip gelatin. "You stupid fucking-- cunt--" Gwen forced out of wine pigmented lips. Allie's copper brushed eye flaps sank into her tiny face. Shutters like blue jays restricted frightened pupils to the size of pin heads. Blood drenched lips stretched apart. The tip of Allie's tongue poked out of sopping wet lips. "...ssstupid fucking-- cunt..." Gwen gushed between hysterical incisors. Allie sank copper eye flaps and extended ghastly mouth meat from claret soaked lips. "...g-gweee..." Allie squeezed between crushed vocal chords. Tangerine nails embellishing Allie's tiny digits snuck between sheet twists and neck skin. Allie's porcelain fingers curled into fists. Gwen hammered tight knuckles together. She wiggled angry, clenched fists. Gwen slung Allie's head like a rag doll face. "...g-gwehhh--..." Allie squeezed past collapsed vocal cords. Allie clawed twisted sheet coal with neon talons and endured brutal throat thrashes. "Shut-up, you fuckin' slut--" Gwen squeezed between clenched teeth. Gwen positioned wine stained lips beside cartilage ridges bordering Allie's tiny ear. Beeswax coated mouth rims peeled off of Gwen's gritted pearls. "Die, mother fucker!" Gwen shrieked. Allie felt light headed. The room started spinning. Gwen noticed Allie's crow filamented scalp bobbling along the end of her neck. Allie's tangerine capped digits toppled out of a space below charcoal tinted bed fabric. Gwen glared at crow tinted strands growing out of Allie's scalp. Raven black eyebrows pointed at the inner corners of Gwen's hazel eyes. Gwen unclenched furious fingers. Allie's porcelain cheeks relaxed. Allie's distressed facial curves collapsed along plum colored heart fluffs. Allie exhaled grateful coughs into strands of eggplant tinted yarn. Allie's tiny fingers gripped ends of a twisted bed sheet. Allie's shaking digits dragged charcoal knots away from her aching trachea muscles. Gwen slipped porcelain leg arcs away from Allie's slender hips. The balls of Gwen's feet collapsed along slate tufts sprouting from her bedroom floor. Blueberry capped toes sank into graphite carpet strands. Angry, pine colored biceps hugged the edges of Gwen's ribs. Ivory arms surrounded baseball sized boobs and curves bordering Gwen's slender stomach. Tiny fingers dotted with Allie's blood curled into fists beside Gwen's naked hips. Gwen stomped to the end of her bed. Gwen's pale cheeks wiggled above the peak her agitated throat. Raven tinted strands battered Gwen's rose swirled cheeks. "You're not even worth killing, you-- dumb bitch," Gwen grumbled. Gwen's bedroom door opened. Gwen's charcoal stained privacy hatch hammered tar colored frame slats. Allie's mournful facial curves sank into plum purple heart fluffs. Allie exhaled exhausted breaths into the surface of Gwen's blanket. Allie lifted aching cheeks. Frosty whimpers escaped Allie's claret soaked mouth rims. Copper stained eyelids gripped the tops and bottoms of Allie's pupils. Tears collected along ends of long, black eyelashes. Steaming saline droplets leaked from the ends of Allie's ocular caverns. A mascara stained eye dot trickled down pale skin forming Allie's blood soaked cheek. Salty cornea runoff left behind quarter inch gaps separating crusted crimson. "Shut-UHHP, you fuckin' slut!" Gwen fired from frantic mouth pearls. Gwen noticed her wimpy companion's fingers go limp while Allie watched the room spin. She glared at Allie's pitiful scalp slate and released her bed sheet collar graphite. Allie embedded eggplant love fluff with gracious cheeks and expelled grave rib gusts. Gwen crushed carpet asphalt with malevolent plantar pads and blueberry digit caps. She framed baseball breasts with pissy biceps and stomped to the end of her mattress. "You're not even worth *killing*, you-- dumb bitch." Gwen's jarring foyer port aroused Allie's chest bellows and extruded fearful chatter. The shaken hen expelled mournful sobs and spotted mandible blood with saline beebees. Chapter 6: "Creeping Around" Size six flats surrounded the edges of Hailey's feet. Hems forged from navy blue suede bordered pine tinted insteps. Camel colored vinyl bordered navy blue hems. Strands of indigo lace were wound into tiny bows above the origins of Hailey's toes. Rubber slats shaped like glass milk bottles were glued to the soles of Hailey's footwear. The neoprene walking mats were the color of desert sand. Soft skin protecting the bottoms of Hailey's feet sank into foam a half inch thick. Plantar pillows compressed chunks of rubber along a forty-eight inch tile. Sixteen square feet of beige colored terrazzo framed camel tinted shoe vinyl. Wine and coal embellishments spotted a slick surface the color of dried mud. Hailey's ankles erupted from rims of navy blue suede. Pale calves ascended from ends of tibias and fibulas. Porcelain lower leg curves disappeared below the hem of a striped pencil skirt. Alternating bands a quarter inch thick surrounded the edges of Hailey's knees. Skinny, black and white stripes stretched around Hailey's thighs. Thinly streaked fabric curved around Hailey's slender hip cellulite. A leather belt the color of bourbon strapped elastic striations around Hailey's trim waist. An inch thick band of cow hide secured Hailey's pencil skirt above her pelvis. A column of navy blue wool hung from Hailey's shoulders. Thick fabric the color of the night sky descended from the beginnings of Hailey's ribs. An indigo curtain floated two inches above the surface of Hailey's pale stomach. Hailey's coal and ivory skirt streaks began where a dark blue sweater trunk stopped. Thick, wool columns began next to the collar of Hailey's fleece chest covering. Navy blue pipes descended from indigo yarn bordering the base of Hailey's neck. Yarn blankets surrounded Hailey's slender biceps and forearms. Lower halves of tiny fingers descended from the ends of Hailey's sweater sleeves. Caps of tangerine nail polish adorned the tips of Hailey's porcelain digits. Navy blue turtleneck fleece dangled above bourbon belt leather strapping her waist. Hailey's slender neck erupted from navy blue yarn flowing over her sweater collar. Hailey's narrow jaw rested along the peak of a pine tinted flesh shaft. Carnation pigmented gloss coated the surfaces of Hailey's lips. Glass rectangles two centimeters tall and two inches wide surrounded the bridge of Hailey's nose. Emerald colored shutters gazed through crystals shaped like correction erasers. Eyebrows like sweet potato shavings flattened tops of Gemini birth stones. Flame tinted ribbons flowed out of Hailey's scalp. Sherbet, cheddar, carrot, and apricot strands surrounded Hailey's pale cheeks. Tips of pine colored facial curves were swirled with rose hued blush. Tomato canvas straps compressed navy blue yarn into Hailey's shoulder valleys. Hailey's poppy colored book bag dangled from fleece segments crushing her collar bones. Amber vinyl and indigo hem suede formed size six flats framing Hailey's instep pine. Wine and coal speckled four foot tile beige bracing acorn mats and sapphire toe bows. Calf birch topping Hailey's ankle knobs invaded pencil skirt marks bundling her hips. Navy blue turtleneck fleece overflowed almond belt leather and sprouted mango talons. Temple flames seared facial limestone housing carnation lip gloss and eye emeralds. Rose dusted cheeks supported correction eraser optical glass connecting brass dowels. Tomato deltoid canvas hoisted Hailey's book bag along her blueberry lumbar slats. Insteps of black, leather boots protected Wednesday's tiny feet. Coal colored cow hide points concealed Wednesday's toes. Slick fabric folded underneath Wednesday's velvet heels. Stained ox skin was sealed above three inch spikes and narrow plantar curves. Rubber shafts supported Wednesday's feet three inches above terrazzo tiles. Slender boot soles curved away from six centimeter columns. Narrow arch supports disappeared below the origins of Wednesday's tootsies. Slick, raven black columns climbed Wednesday's calves. Lower leg peaks the color of birch erupted from black, leather necks. The rim of a raven black, denim skirt surrounded Wednesday's slender knees. A slit originated between apple sized kneecaps. The three inch separation divided a crow pigmented sheet covering Wednesday's thighs. A tube of charcoal stained denim stretched around Wednesday's upper legs. Fabric like fresh pavement was strapped across hips resembling the top of a bird cage. Raven black strips like peacock tail feathers dangled from the base of Wednesday's top. Points extending from four inch yarn ruffles bordered Wednesday's slender hips. Velvet extensions an inch wide embellished the trunk of a raven colored sweater. A hem formed from felt raven feathers dangled from Wednesday's porcelain neck. The crow quill shirt border descended from Wednesday's deltoids. Charcoal ruffles traveled down Wednesday's collar bones, wrapped her breasts, and converged in front of her belly button. Raven colored strings dangled from sutures positioning peacock feather strips. Soot pigmented bow loops were suspended from a plume trunk apex. Empty laces drifted beside teardrop shaped hoops. The body of Wednesday's sweater was woven like a fisherman's net. Raven black nylon was crocheted into thick knots. Knitted patterns shaped like beetles bordered one inch holes. An elastic arch surrounded a plane of birch tinted skin protecting Wednesday's chest. Neoprene fabric the color of crow feathers compressed Wednesday's tiny tits. Raven colored silk covered Wednesday's trim stomach. Slick material wrapping Wednesday's ribs and back was visible through one inch sweater gaps. Woven strands like tunnels of fisherman's net descended from Wednesday's silky shoulders. Wednesday's pale skin reflected porcelain radiation between crocheted knots. Eggplant blotches shaped like Bernie's fat fingers stained Wednesday's skinny wrists. Violet tinted flashes peeked through two centimeter sweater openings. Healing lacerations partitioned the outer surface of Wednesday's right bicep. Strawberry scrapes divided luscious arm cream. Notched flesh patches peeked through quarter sized ports embroidering crocheted yarn tubes. A quarter inch scab sank into the underside of Wednesday's left forearm. Wednesday was self conscious about burning her wrist with her cigarette. She crushed a claret colored skin dot against raven tinted denim coating her thigh. Hailey discovered Wednesday's tobacco singe mark the day before. Wednesday didn't want her friend asking questions about trivial cancer stick cavities. Spongy strips surrounded the cuffs of Wednesday's sweater sleeves. Felt wrist strands were half the length of ruffles ornamenting her upper body covering. Points extending from raven black ulna segments surrounded Wednesday's knuckles. Wednesday's tiny fingers poked out of yarn peacock feathers cut in half. Raven black nail polish coated tips of birch colored digits. Wednesday's denim back pack dangled from two inch wide shoulder strips. Wednesday's blue jean shoulder harnesses were the color of blueberries. Wednesday's heart shaped face rested along a tube of buttermilk flesh. Wednesday's slender neck erupted from a tank top arc below the top of her breast bone. Ruby red lipstick coated Wednesday's velvet mouth rims. Sapphires surrounded the slender bridge of Wednesday's nose. Icy, blue shutters were squeezed between lashes coated with crow tinted mascara. The edges of Wednesday's eyelids rested along the tops and bottoms of her pupils. Wednesday's hazy corneal caverns were open just a crack. Wednesday looked like she hadn't slept in a month. Birch tinted foundation concealed a split adorning Wednesday's right eye socket. Pale skin pigment concealed a black eye. Bronze eye shadow covered swollen, plum tinted eyelids. Narrow, raven colored eyebrows flattened glittery, bronze coated eye flaps. Ends of crow colored bangs tickled lazy, emotionless brow lines. Chin length strands surrounded a curtain of six inch forehead ribbons. A fountain of raven black hair sprouted from Wednesday's scalp. Charcoal filaments surrounded cheeks coated with strawberry tinted blush. Ivory kneecaps departed leather boot soot forming Wednesday's three inch heel spikes. Wednesday's thigh curves expanded denim skirt coal split between her rear leg hinges. Crow feathers lining Wednesday's pitch sweater lace paved her abs, wrists, and waist. Nylon knots clouded cherry gashes and plum finger imprints staining her arm custard. Tank top licorice outlined her clavicle buttermilk and bundled her stomach gelatin. Wednesday hid a cigarette wrist scab from her friends by nestling it along her skirt. She flaunted nail tar using porcelain finger segments escaping ulna vulture quills. Hazy eyelid copper and lip rubies overlooked Wednesday's blueberry back pack straps. Eye frost glazed birch face putty among tarmac brow flows and cherry blush dusters. Suede rhombuses were stitched loosely around Lloyd's feet. Coal tinted cow hide patterns were sutured to ivory colored fabric cutouts. Suede sculptures covering Lloyd's insteps were stuffed with soft foam. Untied shoelaces the color of crow feathers dangled from Lloyd's sloppy sneaker necks. Ox skin pyramids surrounding Lloyd's feet sank into thick, rubber mats. The soles of Lloyd's worn out shoes were beginning to detach. Wads of soot colored denim erupted from suede collars surrounding Lloyd's ankles. Tubes of thick cotton fabric were suspended loosely along Lloyd's calves, knees, and thighs. A band of olive green canvas strapped Lloyd's tar tinted jeans above his hips. The trunk of a striped t-shirt was stretched over Lloyd's muscular chest and abs. Soot and cigarette ash streaks sank into curves protruding from Lloyd's chest and stomach. Horizontal lines three-quarters of an inch thick concealed Lloyd's lime peel waist harness. Striped sleeves descended from hems surrounding Lloyd's shoulders. Grey and black tubes six inches long concealed the upper halves of Lloyd's biceps. A hoop shaped collar dropped from the beginnings of Lloyd's deltoids. An elastic strip the color of fresh cement curved in front of Lloyd's collar bones. Muscular forearms protected by walnut colored skin folded in front of thick pecks. Fingers like handles of wooden cooking spoons sprouted from strong palms. Masculine digits rested along smooth skin covering upper arm muscles. Lloyd's round face shrouded his thick neck. Shiny coals peered from a narrow gap between Lloyd's sagging eyelids. Intense irises like drops tar stared through a curtain of chocolate brown strands. Shaggy hair grew out of Lloyd's forehead and tickled his walnut pigmented nostrils. Coffee tinted fluffs sprouted from the middle of Lloyd's scalp. Espresso threads surrounded the tips of Lloyd's ears and the back of his head. The point of Lloyd's thick nose emerged from a sheet of chocolate colored ribbons. Fluffy, cocoa pigmented brows flattened Lloyd's eye sockets. Shaggy sideburn curls poked out of Lloyd's round cheeks. Lloyd's thin, salmon colored lips formed a slight grin along the left end of his face. Hailey, Wednesday, and Lloyd stood beside a row of lockers. Six foot steel doors were fitted inside tall, skinny frames. Glittering cabinet hatches were ten inches wide. Rectangular locker coverings were coated with margarita tinted paint. Eight inch vents were forged along the surface of each door. Six air slots adorned peaks and bases of pickle tinted enclosures. A steel plate the size of an arcade ticket was riveted above each set of upper gaps. Black lines bordered tops and bottoms of metal safe tags. Three digit numbers embossed faces of zinc coated plates. Chrome treated levers like correction erasers poked out of left edges of locker doors. A quarter inch hole pitted the center of each mirror colored lever. A combination lock hung from nearly every hatch handle. Laces wound slate suede and chalk stick tridents under Lloyd's bat wing denim pleats. Lloyd's arm amber stacked coal and ash t-shirt stripes binding his ab and peck steak. His ominous pupil tar sifted scalp coffee overflowing his forehead, ears, and nose. His smirking lip salmon divided chocolate sideburn sprouts framing his cheek arcs. Lengthy vents set off six foot locker doors coated with margarita paint, nearby. Triple digit graphite tagged steel plates above zinc levers with combination locks. Hailey's tiny digits dangled from a yarn tube the color of blueberry jam. Hailey's teensy fingertips rested along margarita tinted steel near the corner of a hallway. Tangerine nail polish dotted keratin surfaces grazing pickle juice locker pigment. Brick shaped tiles were stacked beside the final lock box. Slick wall rectangles were stained the color of pineapple flesh. Lloyd snuck his arm between tomato book canvas and navy blue yarn covering Hailey's back. Lloyd's right hand fingers gripped quarter inch fleece bands surrounding Hailey's hip. Lloyd's ribs crushed thick yarn surrounding Hailey's left bicep. Pineapple tinted tiles continued along a wall beside Hailey's fingers. Slick partition rectangles were stacked beside perpendicular, margarita locker doors. Soft skin forming Hailey's right cheek flattened along ice cold corner tiles. See through rectangles were suspended in front of emerald shutters. Glittering irises stared out of the right corners of Hailey's eyes. Ocular flaps coated with raspberry eye shadow flattened the tips of Hailey's pupils. Eyebrows the color sweet potato shavings crushed the peaks of Hailey's eye sockets. Lloyd's right cheek pooled along rose blush embellishing Hailey's facial point. Lloyd's temple compressed flame tinted strands growing out of his girlfriend's scalp. Wednesday stood behind her friends. Wednesday's sapphire eye shutters stared vacantly at sherbet and apricot neck curtains. Wednesday's eyelids collapsed. Crow stained lashes three-quarters of an inch long folded together. Bronze tinted ocular flaps drifted apart. Wednesday's pupils stared at chocolate colored strands growing out of Lloyd's scalp. Wednesday felt numb. Wednesday's head seemed like it was filled with concrete. Every once in a while, a speckle of sharp anger invaded Wednesday's cement flooded cranium. And, Wednesday was presented with a fleeting reminder that her friends' believed Gwen and Allie-- whatever it was. Wednesday didn't feel like thinking that hard. Incoming thoughts disappeared from Wednesday's working memory before she could process them. First period classes recently ended. Students wandered down a hallway adjacent to Hailey, Wednesday, and Lloyd. Ninth and tenth graders walked between the group and a thick door facing locker hatches. An oak plane seven feet high hung beside the entrance to Mr. Tinney's Psychology classroom. A glass rectangle stood vertically above a knob poking out of Mr. Tinney's class cover. Printed, diagonal lines were woven across the surface of a silicate port divider. Mr. Tinney stood in his usual spot beside the right edge of his classroom door. Coal and silver strands were slicked from Mr. Tinney's forehead to the back of his scalp. Hailey grazed door frost with neon nails and lemon corner bricks with curious cheeks. Lloyd skimmed Hailey's spinal fleece and back pack silk, then nuzzled her blush wine. The diligent couple scanned hair cocoa and claret eyelids with coal and jade peepers. Wednesday prodded her friends' peach and pitch neck curtains with vacant ocular ice. She continuously probed anger artifacts, then instinctively wiped her working memory. Students leaving first period divided the group and a class hatch facing the lockers. Glass squares one and a half inches wide covered Mr. Tinney's walnut tinted irises. Symmetrical lenses refracted rays of light into Mr. Tinney's wise eyes. Crystal rhombuses were framed with thin, silver rods. Creases split thin skin surrounding the corners of Mr. Tinney's eye sockets. Mr. Tinney wore a long sleeve dress shirt the color of blueberries. Lines like vanilla pudding formed one inch squares wrapping Mr. Tinney's indigo chest silk. Navy blue grid tubes connected Mr. Tinney's shoulders to his wrists. The lower edge of Mr. Tinney's shirt was tucked into khakis the color of white grapes. Legs of pale britches surrounded Mr. Tinney's lower limbs. Chardonnay tinted columns wadded along scotch colored leather bridling Mr. Tinney's ankles. Shiny cow hide the color of bourbon formed points surrounding Mr. Tinney's feet. Students exited Mr. Tinney's first period Psychology class. Mr. Tinney greeted passing pupils with a slight smile. He nodded, casually. Gwen and Allie exited together. Gwen wore a short sleeved blouse. Porcelain silk spotted with coal tinted diamonds descended from Gwen's narrow deltoids. Soft fabric peppered with quarter inch rhombuses sank between Gwen's tiny breasts. A vertical seam three-quarters of an inch wide divided Gwen's chest and stomach. Five transparent buttons the color of coal poked through overlapping chest flaps. Gwen's plastic shirt fasteners were shaped like gems. Broad collar points surrounded buttermilk flesh covering Gwen's neck. Sleeve flaps hanging from Gwen's narrow shoulders ended above her pale biceps. Gwen's upper body silk was spotted every two inches with cherry sets like sunflower kernels. The trunk of Gwen's shirt sank into a cardinal colored pencil skirt. Horizontal ripples the color of strawberry flesh descended from Gwen's slender hips. Fruit punch dress striations stretched around the edges of Gwen's knees. A cherry colored hem was stitched to Gwen's lowest thigh ruffle. The rim of Gwen's hiny covering was sutured every half inch. The seam bordering Gwen's narrow knees resembled edges of a cherry pie. Strawberry red fabric descended from a row of one centimeter squares. Dangling dress fabric floated above the beginnings of Gwen's calves. Cherry pie stitches embellished the lower rim of Gwen's skirt as well. Strands like thick, cherry red shoelaces swooped from upper, half inch segments. Twin sets of pastry crust strings were tied into bows. Knotted lace loops swung from ends of a ruffled hem. Buttermilk tinted ankles sank into suede necks the color of charcoal. Plush fabric stuffed with foam poked out of Gwen's footwear collars. Suede straps laid across the surfaces of Gwen's insteps. Chrome buckles secured upper, cow hide bands beside the outer edges of Gwen's ankles. Lower straps sank into zinc plated fasteners beside Gwen's heels. Coal tinted tunnels extended below ox skin harnesses. Dehydrated bison insteps covered the ends of Gwen's feet. Hair slate seeking Mr. Tinney's rear scalp misted steel woven glass topping his door. Crystal squares topped facial pleats framing the mousy instructor's pupil walnuts. Vanilla icing hatched blueberry silk spanning his arms and packing khaki chardonnay. Mr. Tinney parked angular shoe ale and greeted passing pupils with a passive smile. Gwen scanned her raven hair hood with eye scotch scaling nose hominy and lip roses. Broad collar points and meager sleeve flaps framed Gwen's lanky neck buttermilk. Gem soot fastened upright pitch parting her cherry and diamond dotted shirt ivory. Horizontal strawberry ripples gripping Gwen's knees corraled her spotty blouse satin. Pie crimp hems draped Gwen's creamy calf arcs with chiclet lace and cherry sash bows. Thin, raven black straps compressed diamond spotted silk beside Gwen's collar points. A black back pack the size of a briefcase dangled from Gwen's vinyl shoulder harnesses. White polka dots embellished a coal tinted pouch adorning the lower half of Gwen's book bag. Ivory colored pennies decorated a black panel concealing Gwen's pens and pencils. Bangs the color of crow feathers were chopped above Allie's blue jay irises. Narrow, soot tinted eyebrows pointed nervously at the outer corners of Allie's eyes. Matted, pitch tinted strands surrounded Allie's pale cheeks. Allie's charcoal hair filaments ended a couple of inches above her slender shoulders. Uneasy lips above Allie's narrow chin were painted crimson red. Tubes of teal colored silk surrounded Allie's skinny biceps and forearms. Aquamarine fabric descended from the base of Allie's porcelain neck. Puffs of light blue fabric tucked into the waist of Allie's skirt. Allie's teal pigmented blouse was decorated with images of tulip petals. Upper halves of artificial flower decorations were carnation pink. Bottom ends of flower sprouts were stained white. Ends of silk shirt blossoms formed bulb shapes. Olive colored vines descended from ivory tinted bases. Lime peel ivy coiled and intersected perpendicular chlorophyll strands. Spade shaped leaves poked out of grass tinted photosynthesis strings. Allie's pale skin peeked through a four inch gap connecting her blouse collar to her tits. A silk band the color of flamingo feathers was knotted around Allie's skinny neck. The bubble gum scarf covered a two inch space surrounding the bottom of Allie's throat. Hot pink strands were wound like a gumball beside the left edge of Allie's neck. Pastel tinted flaps four inches long dangled from a quarter sized trachea knot. Cotton candy aorta fluffs rested along Allie's collar bone. Allie's pink scarf made her look like a stewardess. The rim of a crow colored pencil skirt was strapped across Allie's slender stomach. Raven black fabric stretched around Allie's hips. A hoop of coal tinted silk curved away from Allie's lower thighs. The elastic dress hem floated beside Allie's slender knees. Felt straps and buckle chrome fastened down and suede soot under Gwen's ankle ivory. Licorice suspended her back pack briefcase soot and pen pouch, penny curd polka dots. Crow quill bangs topped Allie's grim eye ozone and temple tar eclipsing her deltoids. Uneasy lip claret overlooked flamingo stewardess silk wound across her neck quartz. Clavicle custard parted linen teal suturing her chest and spanning her arm noodles. Pearl bulbs cradled tulip petals and lime peel ivy coiling her seawater blouse. Skirt pitch gripped her flanks and knee apples scaling leather cola, instep frames. Pine tinted calves transformed into slender ankles. Edges of black, leather flats surrounded Allie's pale insteps. Slim straps an inch long decorated inner corners of cow hide foot frames. Eighth inch cow hide strands extended from rims gripping the beginnings of Allie's toes. Ox skin digit embellishments disappeared behind bison instep liners. Pearl colored stitches sutured bison dermis along the surfaces of Allie's porcelain footsies. Canvas strips like a strawberry milkshake dangled from Allie's slender shoulders. A canvas bag the size of a small suitcase hung from Allie's pastel collar bone harnesses. The bubble gum storage sack contained Allie's books. Allie's school bag was the color of strawberry flesh. Flaps shaped like greeting cards covered pouches stitched to Allie's back pack. A canvas surface concealing Allie's text books was decorated with images of butterflies. Wing segments the color of robin eggs were surrounded by coal tinted borders. Depictions of quartz rays illuminated surfaces of graphite tinted caterpillar sails. Tangerine critter flaps with mascara rims were striped with lemon tinted confetti. Raven, cheddar, and hot pink bands striped goggle shaped surfaces surrounding slate colored antennae. Golden shutters dragged Gwen's pupils to the corners of her eyes. Gwen gazed into Mr. Tinney's walnut irises. Crinkles split the outer corners of Mr. Tinney's ocular caverns. Mr. Tinney's pale lips gradually forged a kind smile. Mr. Tinney nodded, kindly. Thin, raven colored eyebrows lifted above the peaks of Gwen's irritated eye sockets. Gwen studied her Psychology teacher's gracious precipice. The corners of Gwen's cherry red lips pointed slightly upward. Gwen bobbed her head. Gwen looked beside her. Blue jay tinted shutters near the corners of Allie's eyes spotted Gwen's hazel irises. Allie, swallowed nervously. Gwen shook her head. Twine cocoa connected toe borders of dairy sutured footwear with their arch linings. Bubble gum shoulder burlap dangled Allie's greeting card, book bag storage flaps. Charcoal lined her case's robin egg, silver, mango, and neon striped butterfly wings. Gwen's pupil gold eyed Mr. Tinney wadding pecan ocular frames and sharing a warm nod. The agitated dame arched sarcastic lip cherries and bobbed her pretentious precipice. "...gay motha fucker..." Gwen whispered. Hailey studied gold flakes surrounding Gwen's pupils. Pin-holes between emerald shutters searched cherry gloss coating Gwen's disgusted lips. "Therrre's the bitch," Hailey hummed. Lloyd watched Gwen's suede boots shuffling across spotted, beige tiles. Gwen's angry, little face focused on Allie's pale cheeks. Gwen's cherry colored lips stretched apart. Gwen lifted the digits of her right hand beside her porcelain neck. Gwen dangled her tiny tongue from her bottom lip. Gwen's index finger pointed down her throat. "...gay motha fucker..." Gwen sadistically paraded for Allie's blue jay irises. Hailey scanned Gwen's pupil scotch and cherry gloss coating her disgusted mouth rims. "Therrre's the bitch," Hailey triumphantly hooted. Lloyd watched Gwen scuff beige tiles with boot coal, then signal Allie's cheek cream. The irritated pixie extruded her agitated tongue grit and pointed down her throat. "I think we should go over there," Lloyd purred. "And stomp on her little-- bony face." Hailey smirked. Lloyd and Hailey faced each other. The corners of Lloyd's lips curled into a sly grin. Lloyd shrugged. "Just a little, though." A snicker escaped Hailey's teensy nostrils. Hailey and Lloyd watched Gwen and Allie. Allie stopped near the middle of an adjoining hallway. Gwen waited beside her dark haired companion. Allie stared at Gwen's face, apprehensively. Gwen raised annoyed palms in front of her diamond spotted shoulders. Narrow, raven colored eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's nose. Lips coated with cherry red gloss formed a hideous scowl. Hailey shook her head. "*I* think we should go over therrre--" Lloyd playfully hummed. "And STOMP on her little-- bony face." Hailey flaunted an approving smirk for her shaggy boyfriend's sly speaking arcs. "Just-- Just a little, though," Lloyd appended with a casual shrug. Allie implanted somber ballet tar, causing Gwen to flash her friend a hideous scowl. "Look at her-- stupid, little face," Hailey grumbled. Lloyd chuckled. Emeralds wandered to the corners of Hailey's eyes. Lloyd's head turned. Hailey stared into tar colored irises hiding behind her boyfriend's chocolate hair strands. Eyebrows like ground carrots flattened Hailey's ocular caverns. "I'd like to stab her-- right-- in the fucking eyes," Hailey added. Lloyd smirked. A dimple depressed Lloyd's left cheek. Lloyd glided soothing fingertips along striped fabric coating his girlfriend's hip. Exhausted, sapphire tinted shutters stared below heavy eyelids. Wednesday's central nervous system mustered enough anger to trigger a response. Wednesday's ruby colored lips quivered. Tiny wrinkles appeared along the bridge of Wednesday's tiny nose. Downturned mouth rims the color of red wine peeled off of debilitated teeth. "Look at her-- stupid, little face," Hailey snarked, causing Lloyd to snicker. "I'd like to stab her-- right-- in the fucking eyes." Lloyd nestled Hailey's sinister temple flames and soothed her charcoal hip stripes. Wednesday mustered enough anger to peel pissy lip wine and expose languid pupil teal. "Can't-- bel-believe you two," Wednesday forced out of distressed oral coverings. Hailey looked over her shoulder. Hailey's tiny chin rested along navy blue yarn blanketing her deltoid. Lloyd gazed above cement and coal streaks beside his face. He studied Wednesday's icy, blue irises. "Can't be-believe you two," Wednesday wrangled out of distressed speech rubies. Hailey skimmed her ocean deltoid facets while Lloyd ogled ash and soot bicep streaks. "Wednesday, I told you yesterday," Hailey responded. "I'm not gonna put up--" Wednesday's skull collapsed between her fishnet knotted shoulder blades. Lazy irises climbed to the tops of Wednesday's eye sockets. Wednesday's face wiggled like it was supported by a stack of canned cheese. Wednesday puffed an exhausted breath between sagging lips. "Wednesday, I told you yesterday," Hailey sternly reiterated. "I'm not gonna put up--" Hailey's slate mopped cohort burrowed scapula fishnet and capsized hateful optic ice. "You don't--" Wednesday squeezed between angry teeth. "D-Don't even--" Eyebrows like sweet potato shavings pointed down the bridge of Hailey's nose. "You DON'T--" Wednesday gushed between agitated mouth chiclets. "D-Don't evennn--" "I'm not gonna put up with her shit, Wednesday!" Hailey snapped. Wednesday's pale chin straightened above her feather faceted breast bone. Eyes like sea ice gazed below flattened eyebrows the color of crow feathers. Wednesday stared through glass rectangles surrounding her friend's nose. Wednesday's ruby colored lips drifted apart. Cherry stained mouth rims struggled to form a consonant. "I'm not gonna put uhhhp--" Hailey fired under crumpled brow cheddar. "With her shit, Wednesday!" Wednesday nuzzled clavicle crow plumes and formed a consonant with sullen lip rubies. "You don't even-- kn-know--" Wednesday lifted her agitated face. Angry eyebrows pointed at the inner corners of Wednesday's eyes. "If she told Josh about us!" Carrot tinted eyebrows flattened Hailey's eye sockets. Impatient emeralds gazed below raspberry tinted eyelids. "You don't even kn-know--" the disgusted vixen extruded from tortured vocal ridges. "If she told *Josh* about us!" "Pretty sure she did, Wednesday," Hailey responded. Lazy sapphires floated to the tops of Wednesday's eye sockets. Wednesday dragged pouting, ruby tinted lips apart. Wednesday slowly tilted her head. "But, even--" Hailey began. Wednesday exhaled an irritated breath. Hailey squinted, impatiently. Angry eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Hailey's nose. "But, evennn-- if she did-n't--" Wednesday tightened angry fists in front of beetle shaped knots covering her stomach. Wednesday's raven stained nails sank into pale hide forming the surfaces of her palms. "P-retty sure she *did*, Wednesday," Hailey expelled under cherry framed eye limes. "But, even--" Hailey appended while her friend rolled pissy pupil frost and sighed. "But, evehhhn-- if she did-n't--!" Hailey snapped. "Are you even-- l-listening to me?!" Wednesday snarled from clumsy lips. Allie hooked her thumb under a carnation tinted strip sinking into her shoulder. Irises the color of blue jay feathers gazed into gold coins fastened to Gwen's eyes. Gwen stared at shutters like blue gelatin dessert. Narrow, raven colored eyebrows flattened the peaks of Gwen's eye sockets. Short, pine colored digits lifted off of crow tinted fabric painting Allie's hip. Allie's tangerine coated nails clawed pale flesh along the edge of Gwen's palm. Allie's porcelain finger ridges grazed folds of skin below the heel of Gwen's hand. Slender digits extending from Gwen's knuckles squeezed into a fist. Blueberry fingernails sank into thin flesh forming Allie's finger shafts. Gwen slung Allie's ginger digits away from her cherry ruffled hip. Allie's knuckles crashed into crow colored elastic stretched below her crotch. Lloyd watched Allie's fist bounce on a miniature trampoline spanning her upper legs. He squinted. "Are you even-- l-listening to me?!" Wednesday juggled while tilling antsy palm silk. Allie clawed Gwen's nail opals with digit embers while probing her ocular scotch. Allie's antsy cohort ditched her knuckles along trampoline coal spanning her thighs. "The hell's *that* all about?" Lloyd requisitioned. Gwen pointed between Allie's ocean blue eye shutters. The tip of a blueberry finger cap faced a space between blue jay facets. "The hell's *that* all about?" Lloyd curiously probed. Gwen parted her fearful companion's blue jay peepers with a blueberry finger cap. "What did I tell you, Allie?" Gwen snarled. Slim, raven black eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's nose. "Huh??" Allie stared above pine arm segments extending from Gwen's shoulder. Allie folded upper limbs wrapped with teal silk on top of her chest. Wrists strapped with slick fabric rested along carnation tinted petal tips. Allie's tiny digits crushed light blue fabric surrounding her biceps. "What did I *tell* you, Allie??" Gwen hatefully snarked. "Huh?!" Allie split eyelid peaches with searing sight ozone and grated anxious wrist custard. "Gwen, I was-- trying to hold your hand," Allie explained. Allie faced a four foot tile the color of cream soda. "Jeez." Gwen lifted her index finger. She swung the first digit of her right hand towards Mr. Tinney's classroom door. "I was-- trying to hold your hand, G-wen," Allie vented using saucy speech claret. "I told you--" Gwen snarled. "Maybe I--" Gwen looked beside her. She lowered her porcelain humerus and ulna. Gwen stared at blue jay colored shutters surrounding Allie's pupils. "...i might fuck you once in a while..." Gwen whispered. Gwen shook her head. "...but, you are *not* my girlfriend..." Allie lifted her pale cheeks. She stared into gold flakes below Gwen's angry eyebrows. Allie's tangerine spotted fingertips lifted off tubes of teal silk covering her upper arms. "I *told* you," Gwen joylessly snarked. "Maybe I--" The raven stranded wench scoured students, then scorched Allie's blue jay peepers. "...i might fuck you once in a while..." Gwen surreptitiously conceded. "...but, you are *not* my-- girlfriend..." Gwen's inarticulate sidekick presented her antsy cornea cinders with solemn cheeks. "I just-- I felt like holding your hand," Allie responded. Allie rested her tiny digits along pink tulips near the tops of her shirt sleeves. "Does that make us-- girlfriends?" Allie inquired. "Is that a sex thing? I can't-- hold your fucking hand??" Gwen lifted blueberry capped fingers off of cherry ripples stretched around her hip. Gwen's tiny thumb pointed above diamond spotted silk covering her shoulder. "I just-- felt like holding your hand," Allie vacantly responded. "Does that make us-- girlfriends? Is it a-- sex thing?" The ominous doe sank feral ocular amber and paraded festering, ocean pupil facets. "I can't hold your FUCKING HAND??" "*Get* the fuck away from me, SKANK!!" Gwen belched. The tip of Allie's tongue glided across crimson beeswax coating her lower lip. Allie looked at the floor. Thin mats attached to Allie's leather flats shuffled beside Gwen's suede boots. Allie's arms toppled off of her chest. Hopeless limbs swooped like pendulums in front of Allie's elastic wrapped hips. Allie hooked jaded thumbs between teal chest silk and strawberry milkshake shoulder straps. Emeralds fastened to Hailey's corneas gazed through rectangular crystals. Hailey glanced at drops of tar hiding behind her boyfriend's chocolate forehead curtains. "Get the-- fuck away from me, SKANK!!" Gwen belched while pounding cherry hip pastry. Allie grilled Gwen's cheek quartz, then hauled dejected digit embers down the hall. Hailey scanned sight glass and sifted pupil tar beyond her boyfriend's forehead mud. "Get lost for a minute," Hailey instructed. Hailey peeked above her blueberry blanketed shoulder. Wednesday's teal irises hung from copper tinted eyelids. Wednesday blinked. Hailey reached behind her. "You gonna be o--?" Wednesday yanked pine tinted digits away from Hailey's tangerine spotted fingertips. Wednesday folded arms wrapped in nylon sweater strands over her chest. She swiveled on rubber points extending from her leather boots. Hailey watched her friend wandering away. She licked carnation tinted gloss coating her lips. "--kay?!" Hailey snapped. Wednesday watched beige tiles passing below the soles of her boots. Vomit pigmented floor squares were dotted with crimson and coal tinted spots. Hailey watched a denim sack hopping on raven fisherman's net wrapping Wednesday's shoulders. Lloyd watched his friend above ash and coal stripes surrounding his shoulder. Lloyd's muscular arms were folded on top of his chest. His fingers lifted above bands of cement and charcoal blanketing his biceps. "Get lost for a minute," the ginger diplomat mysteriously instructed. Hailey searched her blueberry shoulder fleece and collected Wednesday's talon coals. "You gonna be o--?" Hailey's friend tossed her fingers and pivoted boot tips carrying stacked wrist lace. "--kay?!" the carrot mopped schemer snapped. Lloyd observed his goth girl comrade sloshing book denim among dumpy scapula fishnet. "Hailey, can I-- do something?" Lloyd asked. "To help Wednesday feel better?" Hailey studied three inch spikes carrying Wednesday's heels down the hallway. Emeralds switched to the right corners of Hailey's eyes. Hailey gazed at chocolate hairs sprouting from her boyfriend's walnut cheeks. Lloyd's tar colored irises wandered to the left corners of his eyes. Lloyd studied flame tinted strands growing out of his girlfriend's scalp. "Hailey, can I-- do something?" Lloyd supportively probed. "To help Wednesday feel better, I mean??" Hailey studied Wednesday's stumbling heel spikes, then located Lloyd's pitch peepers. "She needs to heal," Hailey explained. Hailey gazed into Lloyd's eyes. She inhaled a quick breath between carnation waxed lips. "She's still processing what happened." Shiny coals attached to Lloyd's corneas stared at emeralds between raspberry tinted eyelids. Hailey stood on her tip-toes. Pine tinted insteps balanced on camel colored points forming the ends of Hailey's flats. Hailey's face stretched away from her slender neck. Lloyd lowered walnut tinted cheeks. Lloyd's lips intersected his girlfriend's. Ham tinted oral flesh crushed carnation gloss bordering Hailey's mouth. Hailey and Lloyd siphoned each other's face rims. Hailey tightened soft skin covering her incisors. She suctioned gloss coated lips away from her boyfriend's oral cavity. She gazed into Lloyd's tar tinted irises. Hailey pointed towards Wednesday using the edge of her head. "...nowww..." Hailey whispered. "...get the fuck outta here for a minute..." Bushy, chocolate colored eyebrows lifted above Lloyd's coal faceted irises. Lloyd spun on toes of sloppy sneakers. "She needs to heal," Hailey somberly advised. "She's still processing what happened." Lloyd's colorful mistress planted camel ballerina points and gobbled his speech ham. She siphoned eager oral seams with lip bismuth, then heralded her departing sidekick. "...now, get the fuck outta here for a minute..." Hailey discretely instructed. Lloyd probed jolted upper eyelids with pupil coal and spun crumbling sneaker soot. "Yess, dearrr--" Lloyd purred. Hailey's vinyl wrapped heels dropped. Hailey's feet sank into pillows lining decks of camel colored shoes. Hailey watched Lloyd wander the same direction as Wednesday. She faced forward. Hailey peeked around the corner of the hallway. Gwen faced spotted tiles covering the hallway floor. She squeezed the bridge of her nose between her thumb and forefinger. Gwen inhaled through her nostrils. She exhaled an angry breath. Hailey studied rows of coal tinted diamonds printed along the back of Gwen's blouse. She spotted sets of tiny, beebee sized cherries. Hailey slipped around the corner of the hallway. She snuck across beige floor squares four feet wide. Allie's flats rested on top of grip tape strips with a texture like sand paper. Pointed ends of rubber mats compressed graphite tinted concrete striations an inch wide. Long, charcoal shaded strands adhered to the end of a concrete step. Crow tinted leather covered Allie's tiny toes. Slick, raven black rims surrounded pine tinted insteps. Lines of pearl pigmented threads sutured the edges of Allie's footwear. Eighth inch wide strips emerged beside the beginnings of Allie's big toes. Slender strands traveled two centimeters. Slim straps disappeared below raven colored rims bordering Allie's insteps. Crow tinted leather gripped Allie's buttermilk heels. Ivory stitches continued along cow hide strands descending from Allie's Achilles' tendons. Skin lumps surrounded slender ligaments controlling to the backs of Allie's feet. Pine tinted ankles became velvet calves. Allie's lower leg curves disappeared below the canopy of her raven black pencil skirt. A tube of crow tinted fabric curled towards the edges of Allie's knees. Raven black elastic stretched around Allie's soft thigh dermis. A coal shaded tube climbed the edges of Allie's hips. A graphite tinted column sank into Allie's lower back and slender stomach. Allie's skirt was sutured to a two inch waist band strapped across her navel. Ivory stitches framed Achilles knobs supporting calf velvet invading her skirt graphite Puffs of teal tinted silk erupted from the rim of Allie's charcoal dress. Ruffles formed along the bottom of Allie's blouse curved over the surface of her stomach. A slick, light blue tube climbed Allie's velvet rib skin. Teal tinted silk surrounded tomato sized mounds poking out of Allie's chest. A seam venting the breast of Allie's blouse began near a space between her tiny tits. The subtle rib opening ended below a light blue hem surrounding the base of Allie's neck. The slit splitting Allie's shirt top separated a quarter of an inch. Allie's pine tinted skin peeked through a four inch gash. Canvas strips the color of a strawberry milkshake surrounded Allie's boobs. Teal columns were strapped around Allie's biceps and lower arms. The surface of Allie's blouse was decorated with images of tulips. Upper halves of bulb shaped petals were carnation pink. Lower flower segments were stained the color of ivory. Coils of olive green vines descended from bottom ends of tulip shaped bulbs. Lime tinted tubes a quarter inch thick curved and intersected. Spade shaped leaves poked out of loop formed vines. A pine tinted flesh chute sprouted from the rim of a teal pigmented collar. A two inch wide band the color of flamingo feathers was strapped around Allie's neck. Carnation tinted silk formed a cherry shaped knot beside the left edge of Allie's throat. Strands of pastel shaded fabric hung from a half inch winding beside Allie's trachea. Strands of hair the color of crow feathers dangled two inches above Allie's shoulders. One inch curls escaping the ends of Allie's raven scalp strands tickled her skinny neck. Allie's coal tinted hair filaments dangled beside apples of pale cheeks. Crimson stained lips squeezed together below the tip of Allie's tiny nose. Thin, crow tinted eyebrows flattened peaks of frustrated ocular caverns. Shutters like blue jay feathers wiggled below eyelids stained the color of peach skin. Steaming trickles descended from ends of long, crow colored eyelashes. Trails from hot tears split patches of blush the color of rose petals. Corneas resembling strawberry flesh surrounded Allie's irises. Curtains the color of crow feathers ended above the tops of Allie's slender eyebrows. Charcoal bangs arched above Allie's forehead and became raven black scalp strands. Allie lifted sets of sweaty, pine tinted digits. Tangerine caps embellished Allie's tiny fingertips. Allie rested nervous digits along surfaces of sopping wet cheeks. Allie's peach stained eyelids squeezed shut. Hot saline dribbled out of mascara coated lashes. Steaming droplets filled cavities between tangerine caps and shivering nail beds. Frustrated tears wandered down the outer surfaces of Allie's tiny knuckle extensions. Behind Allie, tiny fingers the color of pine gripped a stainless steel shaft. A mirror tinted tube an inch wide extended from edges of pale digits. An ice cold column traveled one foot, turned ninety degrees, and wandered six inches. Tips of a staple shaped tube were welded to a stainless steel plate. A shiny sheet one and a half feet long and four inches wide ornamented a thick, steel door. "Yes, dearrr--" the cocoa mopped maverick grimly conceded before following Wednesday. Hailey spied scapula rhombus dots and cherry beebees opposing Gwen's nasal pinchers. Allie roosted stair grit with coffee hide and big toe twine edging her instep cream. Ivory stitches gripped Achilles knobs under calf arcs invading thigh and stomach tar. Teal silk departed Allie's skirt and formed a clavicle slit parting her rib tomatoes. Vines among quartz tulip bowls spanned wrist and trunk linen bracing flamingo hoists. Scarf bubble gum knotted lanky trachea buttermilk supporting Allie's jaw custard. Arch sculpted forehead coal spanned cherry cornea blueberries dividing raven drapes. Allie's nose marble topped upper chiclet, lip claret among saline rinsing rosy blush. Allie clawed shivering face custard and dribbled neon talons with steaming mascara. Behind Allie, tiny fingers the color of pine gripped a stainless steel shaft. A mirror tinted tube an inch wide extended from edges of pale digits. An ice cold column traveled one foot, turned ninety degrees, and wandered six inches. Tips of a staple shaped tube were welded to a stainless steel plate. A shiny sheet one and a half feet long and four inches wide ornamented a thick, steel door. Ends of pine tinted digits eased a heavy duty gate against a stout frame lip. An elemental hatch covering rested along a rail lining a rectangular wall hole. Tangerine capped fingertips released a chrome plated handle. Tiny digits dangled from a yarn tube the color of blueberries. Thick pipes the texture of wool socks were stitched to shoulders of a navy blue sweater. Strips of tomato tinted canvas surrounded mounds extending from indigo chest fabric. Poppy stained shoulder harnesses compressed ribs beside breasts the size of naval oranges. A column of blueberry yarn fabric crumpled along the base of a slender neck. Ends of carrot, apricot, and sherbet strands rested along navy blue blankets covering narrow shoulders. A slim jaw shrouded a skinny throat. A tiny nose extended above lips coated with carnation tinted gloss. Glass rectangles rested along apples of pale cheeks swabbed with rose shaded blush. Gemini birth stones gazed through two inch by one inch crystals. Raspberry eyelids flattened peaks of emerald shutters. Brows like carrot shavings pointed down the bridge of a slender nose. A fountain of pumpkin, queso, and goldfish shaded threads sprouted from the middle of a narrow scalp. Flame tinted curtains surrounded a furious, pine pigmented face. A bourbon stained belt was visible below blueberry yarn surrounding a slender stomach. The scotch tinted leather band was an inch thick. The thin strap was tightened around the waist of a striped pencil skirt. Elastic fabric embellished with quarter inch, horizontal stripes coated narrow hip curves. Bands of ivory and coal descended slender thigh cellulite. The lower rim of a striped skirt surrounded a set of skinny knees. Pale calves descended from a fabric tube shaped like an hourglass. Lower legs curved and became skinny ankles. Camel shaded vinyl protected edges of pale insteps. A rim of navy blue suede bordered limestone plantar skin. Strips of blueberry tinted lace formed tiny bows above beginnings of teensy toes. Indigo loops and endings an inch long dangled from vinyl arcs framing porcelain insteps. Rubber mats attached to vinyl shoes slipped across concrete like sand paper. Toes made of camel tinted vinyl stopped behind Allie's raven black heel leather. Hailey's tiny fingers and yarn covered palms drifted beside her striped hips. Hailey's elbows pointed behind the tips of her shoulder blades. Pale skin forming Hailey's thumbs rested along navy blue yarn concealing her armpits. Hailey shifted her weight onto the balls of her feet. She thrust back her butt, puffed out her chest, and uncoiled her arms. Hailey launched palm rockets from blueberry fleeced ribs. Hailey's tangerine capped fingertips crashed into Allie's butterfly book canvas. Palms surrounded by indigo yarn collided with pouches the color of strawberry flesh. Hailey's forearms and biceps extended like unloading springs. Hailey shoved images of robin egg, tangerine, lemon, and coal tinted butterfly wings. Strawberry canvas covering Allie's book sack compressed her flower printed vertebrae. Allie shrieked. Allie's spine curved into the shape of a boomerang. Rubber platforms attached to Allie's flats slipped off of textured concrete. Allie's leather strapped heels collided with raven black elastic coating her tiny hiny. Arms wrapped in teal silk floated beside tomato sized tits. Hailey balanced on camel tinted vinyl covering the tips of her toes. Hailey's right foot lifted off cement the color of slate. A rubber mat adorning Hailey's shoe landed on three strips adhering the top step. Leather caps embellishing Allie's toes collided with a concrete ledge eight steps down. Opposing momentum traveled through bones in Allie's feet. Shockwaves climbed Allie's calves. Allie's kneecaps hammered the ninth step's corner. Allie folded forearms surrounded by teal tubes in front of her face. Allie's elbows and wrists pounded edges of eleventh and twelfth steps. Allie's cheek bones sank into soft skin along the inner surfaces of her forearms. The soles of Allie's footwear carried her leather flats above crow tinted tuchus fabric. Allie's heels lifted her tiny body curves off of concrete stairs. Allie's lower arms toppled off of her face. Peach tinted eyelids peeled off irises the color of blue jay feathers. Pool water shutters focused on a concrete landing with a surface like sand paper. "AAHH!!" Allie shrieked. Allie's palms collided with rough cement below the thirteenth step. Elbows wrapped in light blue silk crashed into artificial rock. Allie's chin landed on her wrists. The top of Allie's skull crashed into pineapple tinted tiles cemented to the wall. Allie's feet swung on kneecap hinges. Leather wrapped heels collided with Allie's backside. The toes of Hailey's flats balanced along the corner of the top step. Emeralds floated on Hailey's bottom eyelids. Sparkling, green shutters gazed above the tips of Hailey's pale cheeks. Hailey watched Allie's lower legs topple like sawed lumber. Leather tips covering Allie's toes crashed into a cement surface. Allie groaned. Hailey's slim footwear flattened along a plane of concrete. Blueberry arm chutes dropped beside quarter inch stripes surrounding Hailey's slender hips. The tip of a butcher's knife descended from Hailey's right hand sweater sleeve. A stainless steel point dropped out of a navy blue pipe bordering Hailey's tiny fingers. A ten inch blade followed a sharpened apex out of Hailey's shirt sleeve. A slick, pine handle slid down the inner surfaces of Hailey's fingers. Rivets the size of shirt buttons fastened wood planks protecting a sheet metal grip. Pine tinted digits surrounded a cellulose slashing handle. Allie lifted her pale cheeks off of floral silk surrounding her skinny wrists. Allie's peach coated eye flaps squeezed together. Crimson tinted lips peeled off of gritted incisors. Digit pine flaring Hailey's peacock sleeve seated door steel with a zinc grip tube. Apricot strands brushed poppy canvas sanding her sapphire turtleneck and apple tits. Hailey's nose pea split crystal aids and eye lime, cherry flaps above her chin cedar. Lip bismuth and ruby limestone dust headlined belt amber embedding Hailey's crop top. Calf pine under knee and stomach skirt streaks packed blueberry laced ballet caramel. Hailey skimmed cement sand paper and parked rubber scotch behind leather heel soot. She poised cookies and cream hiny streaks, then shoved Allie's ozone back pack wings. Allie became a flying sickle and popped the eighth stairwell ledge with toe rim soot. She grated cement with elbow ibuprofen and impacted canary wall tiles with her skull. Hailey dangled indigo arm chutes and gripped a butcher's knife escaping her sleeve. "eehhhh--" Allie grumbled. Allie's forearm lifted off of jagged, ice cold concrete. Allie's palm and tiny fingers crushed crow tinted strands on top of her forehead. The tip of Allie's skull throbbed. Camel tinted flats bordering Hailey's tiny feet surrounded Allie's charcoal strapped hips. Hailey rested the toe of her right shoe beside Allie's tomato shaped kneecap. She hinged porcelain leg segments. Hailey flattened soft skin covering her knee beside Allie's hip. Thin flesh covering Hailey's instep sank into frigid sand paper. Hailey slid the sole of her left foot backwards. She extended her shin beside the edge of Allie's left thigh. Allie exhaled a painful breath between clenched teeth. Crimson lips surrounded a tube of air flowing out of Allie's lungs. Allie's cheeks puffed out. Hailey's fingers descended into crow feather strands surrounding Allie's scalp. Hailey's tiny digits curled into a fist. Tangerine nails attached to Hailey's fingers mashed Allie's crow colored locks. Hailey lifted Allie's porcelain cheeks. She yanked Allie's throbbing face away from the surfaces of her tiny fingers. "aaAAHH!" Allie squeeled. Allie's palm and the inner surfaces of her fingers collided with rough concrete. Allie's eyes popped open. Irises the color of blue jays squeezed Allie's pupils to the size of pin heads. Downturned lips the color of crimson peeled off of parted teeth. "AHH! AHH!" Allie barked. Hailey pressed her kitchen knife against the surface of Allie's neck. A razor sharp plate sank into ceramic flesh protecting Allie's throat. Blue jay irises floated on sopping wet lashes growing out of Allie's lower eyelids. Allie studied a two inch wide blade steadied below her narrow chin. The surface of a zinc coated cutting instrument forged a blurry mirror. Allie detected artifacts of a pale face. Shoulder length hair the color of flames surrounded blurry, pine tinted cheeks. "...h-hailey?..." Allie puffed out. Hailey wiggled Allie's terrified face. Crow tinted strands swung Allie's head like a wrecking ball. Pale skin wrapping Allie's trachea hopped on the blade of a kitchen knife. "AAHHHH!" Allie shouted. "ssStop!" Hailey steadied tightened fingers. She lowered her colorful face. Lips coated with carnation gloss floated beside the ridges of Allie's ear. "eggcckk--!" Allie grated past tortured lip claret and tamped incisors. The grieving mistress tilled raven forehead silk with tangerine tipped cream fingers. Hailey braced floor ice with knee and instep pine, then straddled Allie's thigh cola. She wadded hair licorice and grazed Allie's throat custard with razor sharp chrome. "AHH! AHH!" Allie belched between downturned lip wine. The mortified damsel detected hair flames and cheek birch imaging a reflective razor. "...h-haileyyy?..." Allie wrangled from terrified mouth raspberries. The frigid ginger glided Allie's neck porcelain across the edge of her kitchen knife. "AAHHHH!" Allie disgustedly shrieked. "ssStop!" "...allie, alliee..." Hailey whispered. Hailey inhaled a breath. "...if i hear you trying to guess my name one more time-- i am gonna slice-- your fuckin'-- throat..." Allie's eyes pinched shut. "...allie, allieee..." Hailey huffed beyond flamingo lips grazing Allie's ear ridges. "...if i hear you trying to guess my name again-- i'm gonna slice-- your fuckin' throat..." "...i-i-- i don't know-- what happenedd!..." Allie squeezed out of a tight throat. Allie swallowed nervous spit. "...p-please..." Allie rasped. "...they weren't supposed to do those things..." Hailey's head turned. Emeralds near the corners of Hailey's eyes studied licorice strands escaping Allie's temple. "...i-i-- i don't knowww-- wahhht happened!..." Allie extracted from pleated face pudding. "...they-they-- they weren't supposed to do those theeengs..." "...who?..." Hailey asked, quietly. Hailey looked down. Emerald tinted shutters studied a two inch scarf the color of a strawberry milkshake. The silk strap surrounded the base of Allie's skinny neck. Eyelids the color of peach flesh squeezed tightly in front of Allie's irises. Tiny wrinkles creased the bridge of Allie's nose. "...who?..." Hailey whispered below eye emeralds scanning curious optic crystals. "MMmmmm--" Allie hummed. Allie desperately collected rubbery spit. She forced salty saliva down her dry throat. Crimson lips peeled off of Allie's gritted teeth. "...they'll-- kill me..." Allie whispered. Hailey squinted. Raspberry stained eyelids collapsed the tops and bottoms of Hailey's pupils. Hailey's carnation tinted lips parted. Hailey unclenched her left hand fingers. Allie's head dropped. The surface of Allie's neck rested against a razor sharp plate. "AH!" Allie shrieked. Allie's eyes popped open. Pupils between blue jay shutters focused on a concrete surface like sand paper. Allie exhaled panicked breaths. Hailey sat up. Hailey's striped backside sank into raven stained elastic stretched between Allie's thighs. Hailey stared at crow tinted curtains growing out of Allie's scalp. She glided her butcher's knife away from Allie's trembling throat. She switched a pine grip to the fingers of her left hand. Hailey aimed the point of a steak saw at the back of Allie's head. She sank the tip of a ten inch kitchen tool into Allie's thin scalp hide. Allie winced. Her jaws parted. Her eyes pinched shut. "...they'll *kill* meee..." Gwen's edgy sidekick extruded from jiggling oral claret. Hailey examined strawberry milkshake scarf silk gripping Allie's slender throat. She evoked a sharp breath by yanking her steak saw, then drilled Allie's scalp slate. "AHH!" Allie yelped. Hailey licked carnation gloss coating her lips. "...don't mooove..." Hailey purred. Hailey extended the index finger of her right hand. Hailey's tangerine glossed nail sank into pale skin above Allie's pink scarf. Narrow, crow tinted eyebrows climbed the surface of Allie's forehead. Allie inhaled a surprised breath between wobbling, crimson stained lips. Eyelids brushed with peach makeup opened a crack. Irises like the ocean wandered to the corners of Allie's eyes. Hailey's fingertip descended between Allie's soft skin and flamingo tinted silk. Hailey's pine digit peeled pink fabric off of thin flesh. Allie's scarf hid a hideous bruise. A one inch welt the color of eggplant skin surrounded Allie's neck. Allie stared into space. She blinked. Allie inhaled a frosty breath between edges of crimson colored lips. She turned her head slightly. Hailey glanced at Allie's temple. She squeezed the point of her kitchen knife against the back of Allie's scalp. Allie's eyes popped open. Allie faced forward. "...don't mooove..." the cautious red-head meticulously purred. Hailey evoked a wince by peeling an eggplant neck welt, then jabbed Allie's noggin. "aahhhh--" Allie groaned. "Ah!" Hailey's licorice stranded counterpart grimly protested. "...allieee..." Hailey whispered. Hailey's emerald eye shutters studied plum tinted flesh below Allie's flamingo scarf. "...what did I just tell you?..." Allie exhaled agitated breaths between clenched incisors. "...s-sorry..." Allie squeezed between nervous lips. Emerald irises stared through rectangular crystals. Hailey inhaled from gloss coated lips. "...who did this to you?..." Hailey asked, softly. The corners of Allie's eyes wrinkled. Steaming hot saline droplets welled along the ends of Allie's eyelids. Allie's cheeks jiggled. Allie inhaled a shaky breath between downturned lips. "...allieee..." the mango haired schemer sternly whispered. "...what did I just tell youuu?..." Hailey skimmed Allie's throat mark with digit embers, then grazed her scalp asphalt. "...who did this to you?..." Hailey softly demanded. Allie extruded steaming saline from her strawberry eye beebees and shook with sobs. "...ummm..." Allie hummed out of wiggling lips. Allie sobbed. "...i told them-- the truuuth--" Allie whined. Allie's peach swirled eye flaps squeezed shut. Allie buried the tip of her tiny nose between pillows of skin covering her palm. Tips of pale fingers collapsed along Allie's forehead. Allie shook with sobs. Hailey stared at a hideous bruise hiding underneath Allie's bubble gum neck wear. The tip of Hailey's index finger released Allie's flamingo throat band. "Gwen-- told--" Allie squeezed out. Allie licked crimson beeswax coating her lips. "Josh and them-- that you killed Josh's brother." The tips of Allie's index fingers swiped tears off of her mascara soaked eyelashes. Allie lifted her shivering cheeks. She lifted heavy eyelids off of irises the color of blue jay feathers. She inhaled stuffy stairwell gasses. "And-- And, maybe you guys *did*. Maybe you *did* kill him. I don't know." Allie stared at brick shaped tiles covering a wall beside the stairs. She shook her head. "...haaaaa..." Allie expelled between disgusted lip cherries. "...g-wehh-ehh-ehhn..." she uncontrollably bawled. Hailey watched her grieving captive claw feral eyelid peaches and cry into her palms. She released her scarf bubble gum and rested her hiny stripes between Allie's knees. "G-wen told-- Josh and them--" Allie hopelessly squeezed out. "That you killed Josh's brother." The terrified mistress peeled blue jay irises and shook sorrowful cheek porcelain. "And-- And, maybe you guys *did* kill him. I don't KNOW!!" Hailey observed Allie exhaling a grim huff and folded mournful, raspberry eye flaps. "But-- she can't *know* that. There's no way she can *know* that!" Hailey stared at crow tinted strands hanging down the back of Allie's scalp. Raspberry tinted eyelids covered Hailey's emerald irises. Hailey exhaled from mournful nostrils. Allie blew a heavy breath from puffed up cheeks. "And so-- I told them. I-- told them that. That she didn't know for sure." Allie licked crimson beeswax coating her lips. The corners of Allie's eyes wrinkled. Allie's wine pigmented lips quivered. Allie inhaled a sharp breath. "And then, she almost kiiilled meee--" Allie sobbed. Allie's eyelids pinched together. Allie flattened sopping wet ocular flaps across her thumb and index finger. Hailey's tangerine spotted digits toppled off of her carnation stained lips. Hailey lifted a ten inch kitchen knife and turned her head. She rested her forehead against a pine faceted tool grip. She drove a slick handle between collapsed eye flaps the color of raspberry flesh. Allie's fingers dropped off of her eyelids. Allie sniffled. Allie's tiny fingers compressed along rough concrete. Allie shook her head. "It's-- not even true--" Allie remarked. Hailey's forearm compressed a blueberry tinted tube along the surface of her stomach. Hailey's unoccupied elbow rested on top of her wrist. Thick hide surrounding Hailey's pale cheek sank between her knuckles. A ten inch butcher's plate extended from the edge of Hailey's fist. Emeralds stared from flattened eyelids through glass rectangles. Hailey inhaled between gloss coated lips. "And so, I told them that-- that we didn't know for sure." The carrot mopped siren noticed Allie's hips jiggling her cement grated knee custard. "And then, she-- choked the living *fuck* out of me." Hailey drilled skin pine parting her eyes with a butcher's grip and turned her head. "It's-- not even truuuue--" Allie sobbed using shriveled precipice buttermilk. Hailey braced her elbow ozone with knife dangling digit embers and cradled her cheek. "...what's not true?..." Hailey whispered. "...*what's* not true?..." Hailey covertly indulged. "In-- the hallway--" Allie explained. Allie licked ruby tinted mouth edges. "In the hallway a while ago. She said--" Hailey stared at a fountain of crow tinted head hair. She squinted. "In-- In the hallway a while ago," Allie hopelessly blathered. "She-- She said--" "...she said-- 'i am not your girlfriend'..." Hailey responded, quietly. Hailey licked carnation gloss coating her lips. "...i heard her..." Allie exhaled an annoyed sigh. She closed her eyes. She shook her head. "...'i'm not your girlfriend'..." Allie's carrot stranded visitor quietly repeated. "...*i* heard her..." Allie extruded agitated gasses between claret stained mouth seals and shook her head. "She said-- sometimes, she fucks me--" Allie grumbled. Peach tinted eyelids peeled off of Allie's ocean blue irises. Allie stared at pineapple tinted tiles. "She-- rrrapes me." Allie studied straw tinted rectangles. "She fucking *rapes* me. I never wanted to have sex with her. I don't even *like* it that much." Hailey stared at the back of Allie's head. The edge of Hailey's cheek lifted off of her porcelain finger joints. Hailey lowered her kitchen knife. "She said-- sometimes, she fucks me," Allie joylessly rehashed. The rabid vixen peeled ominous, blue raspberry peepers and searched pineapple tiles. "But, she fucking rapes me. I never wanted to have sex with her. I don't even *like* it." Hailey skimmed Allie's scalp coal with jolted emeralds embedding her optic crystals. "...allie..." Hailey asked in a whisper. "...who raped wednesday williams?..." Allie stared into space. Allie's dry tongue wandered nervously across the surface of her bottom lip. "...allieee..." Hailey sorrowfully croaked. "...who-- raped wednesday?..." "B-Bernie and Sammy," Allie confessed. Allie exhaled hot breath. She inhaled frosty gasses. "Josh told them to do it. But--" Allie closed her eyes. She forced salty saliva down her parched throat. "But, Gwen started the whole thing." Allie glanced beside her blossom printed shoulder. "She told them not to hurt Lloyd. That he didn't have anything to do with Travis missing." Hailey studied crow tinted locks growing out of Allie's scalp. Hailey funneled cool air into her nostrils. She exhaled steamy breath. "...ohhh, allieee..." Hailey groaned. Hailey reached in front of blueberry fleece columns. Hailey glided pine tinted digits down long strands the color of crow feathers. Allie's silk strapped stomach flattened along cold concrete. Bones contructing Allie's forearms and shins ached from battering concrete corners. Allie's body shook with painful sobs. Hailey's tiny fingers relieved Allie's aching body segments. Throbbing points near the middles of Allie's wrists and lower legs stopped pounding. Swollen skin along the top of Allie's face stopped aching. Allie's shoulders, chest, lips, and face stopped shaking, nervously. Allie inhaled a deep breath using crimson colored lips. She exhaled a peaceful sigh. Allie's peach tinted eyelids covered her blue jay pigmented irises. Hailey stroked soft strands growing out of Allie's scalp. "B-Bernie and Sammy," Allie nervously disclosed. "J-Josh told them to do it, but--" The licorice feathered maiden risked glancing beside her printed shoulder blossoms. "But, Gwen started the whole thing. *She* told them not to hurt Lloyd. That he-- That he didn't have anything to do with Travis disappearing." Hailey collected tender mango talons along Allie's temple and stroked her scalp cola. The grave vixen nestled Hailey's palm silk with cheek cream and sealed peach eyelids. "...listen to me, allie..." Hailey whispered. Hailey inhaled a deep breath between gloss coated lips. "...don't look behind you..." Hailey shook her head. "...don't even move your head-- until you hear the door close. you got that?..." Allie exhaled a lengthy puff. Allie's eyelids squeezed together. Tiny wrinkles formed along the bridge of Allie's nose. Allie nodded, slowly. Hailey wiggled a ten inch kitchen utensil behind Allie's crow tinted scalp curtains. "...you can *not*-- see my face..." Hailey continued. Hailey shook her head. "...if you see my face, and your friends find out..." Allie's eyes opened. Blue jay tinted irises stared into space. Allie exhaled through her tiny nostrils. "...listen to me, allieee..." Hailey purred while grazing Allie's slate noggin wire. "...don't look behind you..." The tangerine stranded mistress scanned Allie's shoulder tulips with somber eye jade. "...don't even turn around until you hear the door close. 'cause-- if you see my face, and your friends find out..." "...just go..." Allie responded in a whisper. Allie shook her head. "...i don't *wanna* know..." Hailey studied the top of Allie's head. A slight smirk wrinkled Hailey's pale cheek. The sole of Hailey's right foot flattened beside Allie's hip. Hailey forced herself off of rough concrete. A rubber mat attached to Hailey's left shoe straightened beside Allie's opposite hip. Camel tinted toe vinyl scampered up concrete corners lined with one inch grip tape. Hailey skipped to the thirteenth step. She looked over her shoulder. Allie lay on her stomach beside the bottom of the stairs. She focused on a spot near the middle of a wall. Emeralds attached to Hailey's eyes gazed through glass rectangles. Hailey reached behind her. Hailey's tiny digits surrounded a stainless steel shaft extending from a left hand door. Hailey's free fingers squeezed the blunt edge of a butcher's knife. Hailey dragged a slick kitchen tool into her sweater sleeve. Ridges covering Hailey's fingers shuffled stainless steel inside a blueberry yarn tube. Hailey eased a thick, steel door away from a painted lip. Hailey snuck through a slim gap. Hailey rested against a locker door. Guilty shoulders wrapped with blueberry yarn collapsed along a steel margarita surface. Coolness from a frozen sheet descended into navy blue fabric. Frigidity sank into the peaks of Hailey's shoulder blades. Hailey's chest poked out. Breasts the size of navel oranges erupted from an indigo chute surrounding Hailey's ribs. Biceps and forearms flattened blueberry pipes along locker paint like a sheet of ice. Limestone palms and fingers collapsed along a freezing surface the color of cucumber flesh. Dots of tangerine nail polish embellished Hailey's pale digits. Hailey's slender hiny curved away from the end of her spine. Streaks surrounding Hailey's pencil skirt descended a beach ball escaping her lower back. Hailey's backside flattened quarter inch bands stretched around her waist, hips, and thighs against a locker. Calves like porcelain curved away from a fabric tube floating above Hailey's knees. Hailey's lower legs transformed into skinny ankles. A rim of navy blue felt bordered Hailey's limestone insteps. Camel tinted vinyl wrapped the edges of Hailey's tiny feet. Silk strands the color of blueberries were tied into small bows. Indigo loops dangled from felt arches along the beginnings of Hailey's toes. Hailey's tomato tinted back pack rested along a four foot tile beside her left foot. Hailey's scalp compressed a blanket of flame tinted strands along a cabinet covering. Thoughtful lips coated with carnation pink gloss squeezed together underneath Hailey's nose. Emerald irises gazed through peaks of windows the size of correction erasers. Hailey's pupils stared into space below flattened eyebrows like carrot dust. Eye flaps brushed with raspberry makeup collapsed in front of emerald coins. "...just-- go..." Allie passed under frustrated chiclets parting her claret lip peak. "...i don't even wanna knowww..." Hailey uprooted gnurled instep and knee butter before breaching an upstairs hallway. She braced a frosty locker door while snuffing a dagger point with her sleeve fleece. She embedded cactus enamel with blueberry arm chutes, velvet palms, and mango claws. Back pack marinara extended apple tits hoisting indigo slats above leather waist ale. Calf birch departed teardrop hip marks and expanded ozone felt lining ballet bourbon. Hailey's long, slender eyelash curls drifted apart. Hailey studied a wall across the hallway. A twenty-four by eighteen inch cork board ornamented brick shaped pineapple tiles. The large bulletin display was protected by a border of three-quarter inch pine. Sheets of varying color spotted a rectangular surface like a coffee table coaster. Many paper notices were canary yellow, pistachio, and hot pink. A poppy red tree slice near the lower, left display vertex caught Hailey's attention. The word "RAVE" embellished the middle of a tomato stained page. Hailey studied letters etched using graphite tinted copy toner. Hailey's knees folded. Hailey bent over. Digits extending from Hailey's knuckles snatched a strip of poppy shaded back pack canvas. Hailey's camel tinted shoe mats scooched across coal and wine spotted tiles like vomit. Hailey stopped in front of the opposite wall. Emerald shutters studied tomato stained wood pulp in front of Hailey's pale face. Students' names were handwritten all over the rave notice. A canvas shoulder strap attached to Hailey's back pack toppled out of her fingers. Hailey's first and second digits grazed the lower, left corner of the poppy tinted flyer. The ends of Hailey's tangerine nails pointed at a group of four students. Segregated pupil names were written beside each other and circled. Hair flames seared limestone cheek points framing Hailey's nose pea and lip bismuth. Hailey mashed cornea limes with cherry eye flaps under correction eraser sight glass. She split lash bronze and sifted cork hosting neon pages among offset tile pineapple. "RAVE" titled lower, left sheet claret near lemon, pistachio, and bubble gum notices. The shady ginger guided ozone toe bows along coal and wine dotted, floor panel vomit. She scanned student handwriting and grazed circled pupil names with tangerine talons. "...josh..." Hailey read. "...sammy-- ivy-- bernie..." Hailey followed a row of small text below the word "RAVE". Charcoal tinted characters listed a time and date. Hailey studied asphalt flier digits. Emeralds behind tiny, rectangular windows wandered to the left corners of Hailey's eyes. Hailey realized the rave was scheduled for that night. "...josh..." Hailey quietly read. "...sammy-- ivy-- bernie..." The grim auburn panned devious eye emeralds and found that the event was that night. "Ms. Holloway?" an inquisitive voice requisitioned. Hailey jumped. Hailey's head swirled like a top. Hailey's narrow chin rested along a blanket of blueberry yarn wrapping her left shoulder. Flame tinted strands hammered the edge of Hailey's neck. Detective Moore stood behind Hailey's camel sheathed flats. Moore's weathered cheeks towered above Hailey's carrot stranded scalp. Hailey's head tilted back. Emeralds between raspberry eyelids searched rectangular lens tops surrounding Hailey's nose. Hailey gazed into glum shutters the color of pitch. Detective Moore's irises rested comfortably between his thoughtful eyelids. Deep creases spread from the outer corners of Detective Moore's eyes. Long wrinkles carved folds like rays of sunshine across his walnut tinted cheeks. Half brown, half grey eyebrows like fluffy caterpillars rested above Moore's eye sockets. Thick curls of rust and silver hair sprouted from Detective Moore's scalp. Ruffles of a margarita trench coat hung from Moore's broad shoulders. An opening down the front of Detective Moore's jacket bordered a pistachio tinted dress shirt. A narrow tie the color of an avocado peel covered Detective Moore's shirt buttons. Moore's pistachio shaded shirt silk was tucked into a set of charcoal tinted slacks. The toes of Detective Moore's worn out dress shoes poked out of his britches. Black leather surrounding Detective Moore's feet was decorated with ivory tinted scuffs. Hailey turned around. She instinctively hid her left arm behind her back. A ten inch kitchen knife was tucked inside the sleeve of Hailey's sweater. Hailey tilted her head back as far as it would go. Detective Moore was so much taller than Hailey, it was ridiculous. Detective Moore folded his arms over his chest. Thick, crinkled fingers extended from tubes of margarita tinted ruffles. Moore's wise digits rested along his pickle juice stained biceps. Coal tinted eye shutters gazed into emeralds behind the lenses of Hailey's glasses. "On your way to class?" Detective Moore inquired. Moore squinted. He pointed at a slender, gold plated rod connecting Hailey's rectangular eye crystals. "Don't you have Economics right about now?" Hailey stared at tar pigmented irises between wrinkled ocular flaps. Cheddar tinted eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Hailey's nose. "Ms. Holloway?" inquisitive vocal ridges grated. Hailey whipped startled neck pine with mango locks and checked blueberry bicep yarn. Detective Moore's cheek pleats and glum pupil pitch eclipsed Hailey's spy crystals. Rust and silver shavings topped corneas and face pudding above pickle shoulder linen. Clover tie satin split kiwi shirt silk parting Moore's lengthy trench coat wrinkles. Porcelain scuffed shoe pitch supported the towering gumshoe's charcoal trouser cuffs. Hailey poised her kitchen knife arm behind her back and faced Moore's stacked wrists. "On your way to class?" Moore asked before heralding Hailey's nasal brass, lens dowel. "Don't you have Economics right about now?" "What are you, like-- checking up on me, Detective Moore?" Hailey retorted. Moore showed Hailey a set of worn out palms. "What are you, like-- checking up on me?" Hailey demanded under pissy brow cheddar. "Ohhh--" Detective Moore groaned. "I asked some ladies down in the front office to print me a copy of your school schedule, Ms. Holloway. They were kind enough to do that for me." Detective Moore licked a set of dry lips. "I hope you don't mind." The ends of Hailey's tiny digits gripped the blunt edge of a ten inch blade. Ridges wrapping Hailey's fingertips glided across a surface of slick steel. Hailey studied Detective Moore's eyes. She exhaled from her tiny nostrils. "Ohhh--" the apologetic investigator croaked while parading worn palm leather. "I asked some ladies in the front office to print me a copy of your school schedule, Ms. Holloway. They were kind enough to *do* that for me. I hope you don't mind." The cardamom doe sanded an unsharpened edge opposing her ten inch kitchen blade. "I have Economics with Mr. Graham," Hailey responded. Detective Moore looked at the floor. He nodded. Hailey turned her head without looking away. "Can I-- help you with something?" Detective Moore looked up. Wise irises gazed at emerald quarters attached to Hailey's eyes. "I have Economics with Mr. Graham," Hailey impatiently conceded. "Can I-- help you with something??" Detective Moore skimmed tile retch, then probed emeralds searing Hailey's optic ice. "Wellll--" Detective Moore purred. "I *was* wondering what you were doing way over here." Moore pointed towards a hallway corner opposite of Hailey, Wednesday, and Lloyd's previous location. "Pretty sure your Economics class is that way." Eyebrows like carrot shavings lifted above the peaks of Hailey's eye sockets. Hailey looked beside her right shoulder. The top of Hailey's head motioned towards a door next to the cork board. Detective Moore looked where Hailey's forehead pointed. He studied a thick, steel rectangle. The frosty covering was painted a hue similar to Detective Moore's trench coat. A rust proof plate stood vertically along the right edge of the door. A sign the size of a paperback novel was attached near the middle of the door. It was coated with slick paint the color of charcoal. Soot tinted acrylic was surrounded by an ivory pigmented border. A porcelain colored stick figure was printed down the middle of the hatch label. An equilateral triangle covered the body of the quartz icon. The pointed shape feminized the ivory depiction. The word "Girls" was etched below the stick figure's feet. "Wellll-- I *was* wondering what you were doing way over here," Moore posed before pointing. "Pretty sure your Economics class is THAT way." Hailey sprang carrot ocular fluffs, then directed Moore's eye tar with forehead pine. The sly sleuth checked ivory fenced, label coal among door frost matching his coat. Teepee quartz topped a stick figure poising chalk stick feet above the word "Girls". "I had to pee," Hailey explained. Hailey looked into Detective Moore's eyes. She pointed behind her with the back of her head. "Then, I got distracted." Hailey stepped aside. Flats made of camel tinted vinyl switched from one four foot tile to another. The word "RAVE" immediately caught Detective Moore's attention. Moore stepped forward. He studied a tomato tinted photocopy near the lower, left corner of the cork board. He nodded. "I had to peeee--" Hailey sarcastically disclosed while pointing with her rear scalp. "And, then I got distracted." Hailey scooted blueberry laced shoe caramel, revealing "RAVE" titled sheet crimson. "You know, I've been to a rave before." Moore looked beside him. "Several, in fact." Hailey's arm dropped beside quarter inch stripes surrounding her left hip. The tip of a razor sharp kitchen knife squeezed between Hailey's middle and ring fingers. "You know *I've* been to a rave, before," the curly haired inspector warmly shared. "Several, in fact." Hailey gripped steak steel with her middle and ring digits beside charcoal hip marks. "Uhhh--" Hailey groaned. Moore shrugged. "Uhhh--" Hailey vacuously croaked using carnation lip gloss. "Crime scenes. You know." Detective Moore pointed at a poppy red rectangle tacked to the corner of the cork board. "You're going to *that*??" Hailey stood beside a beige floor square perpendicular to pineapple tinted wall tiles. She stepped next to Detective Moore. She searched the cork board. Hailey's head turned. Emerald irises behind two by one inch windows surfed pastel tinted flyers. Hailey focused on a tomato tinted sheet covering the lower, left bulletin corner. A smirk tilted the left corners of Hailey's carnation shaded lips. "Crime scenes. *You* know," Moore blathered while pointing out the poppy leaflet. "You're going to *that*??" Hailey scanned pastel fliers nearby and tilted her carnation lips with a smirk. "Ohhh--" Hailey groaned. "*That's* why you're asking me that." Hailey lifted her arm. The fingers of Hailey's right hand extended from a blueberry tube surrounding her knuckles. A tangerine nail attached to Hailey's index finger tapped a neon card like a traffic cone. The sherbet advertisement was tacked below the rave notice. "I was reading *this*," Hailey explained. Detective Moore studied the card Hailey pointed out. Tall, black letters spelled "Glory High" across the top half of the neon sheet. Small, flattened characters spelled "Chess Club" below the name of Hailey's school. Dates of campus tournaments were described underneath squooshed digits. "Ohhh--" the carrot mopped princess cunningly croaked. "*That's* why you're asking me that." Hailey hoisted blueberry knuckle fleece and tapped a tangerine card with mango claws. "I was reading *this*." Detective Moore examined "Glory High Chess Club" title soot headlining contest dates. "Ohh--" Detective Moore purred. Moore rested the inner surface of his right forearm along the beginning of his belly. Detective Moore's margarita wrapped, left elbow sank into the surface of his palm. The edges of Moore's index finger and thumb surrounded his lips. Long, thoughtful creases extended from the corners of Detective Moore's eyes. Moore inhaled between his slender lips. "Of course that's what you were looking at." Detective Moore looked beside him. His head tilted towards the floor. Hailey looked up. Bright, sparkling emeralds gazed into Detective Moore's coal faceted irises. "That makes more sense," Moore conceded. A high pitched boop pierced Hailey and Detective Moore's ear drums. The triangle wave squelch was followed by a half second of silence. Two half second boops pierced peaceful hallway gasses. Hailey's eyes popped open. A finger poking out of Hailey's navy blue sleeve pointed towards the end of the hallway. "Ohh--" the pesky dick thoughtfully conceded. "Oh, of *course* that's what you were looking at." A triangle wave squelch followed by two brief boops vibrated peaceful hallway gasses. "I-- gotta go, Detective Moore," Hailey grumbled. Hailey bent over. The fingers of Hailey's right hand surrounded a canvas strap the color of tomato skin. The fabric strip extended from the edge of Hailey's back pack. Hailey's poppy book bag filled a corner between vomit floor tiles and pineapple wall bricks. Detective Moore watched Hailey hurry away. Hailey lifted her right arm. A tomato shoulder harness glided down a navy blue tube surrounding Hailey's arm. Hailey reached behind her. She slipped her left wrist through an opposite book strap. Curvy hips surrounded by quarter inch bands were visible below a poppy tinted text sack. Detective Moore turned and watched. He extended a margarita wrapped limb. Moore's pointer finger erupted from a pickle juice tube surrounding his wrist. "I-- gotta go," Hailey fumbled from antsy face birch while signaling her next class. Detective Moore observed Hailey's departing back pack canvas and hip stripe curves. "Oh-- one quick question?" Detective Moore interjected. "If you've got a minute?" Hailey froze. The insteps of Hailey's camel tinted flats stopped side by side. Hailey's rubber shoe mats crushed a beige tile spattered with coal and wine tinted spots. Hailey's left hand fingers gripped cold steel hiding inside her dark blue sweater sleeve. Hailey looked over her shoulder. She licked carnation tinted gloss coating her lips. "Oh-- one quick question?" the bungling investigator artlessly interjected. "If you've got a minute??" The spicy hen paired instep honey and checked tote crimson while grating entree zinc. "Uhhh--" Hailey groaned. "I don't! What the hell?" Hailey gazed into Detective Moore's wise eyes. She swiveled on toes of vinyl flats. The inner surfaces of Hailey's forearms compressed navy blue tubes on top of her stomach. Tiny fingers extending from Hailey's right hand sweater sleeve gripped her left palm. Hailey's pale digits squeezed the blunt edge of a kitchen knife below blueberry tinted yarn. "I mean-- I'm already late. You know?" "Uhh-- I really DON'T," Hailey fumbled from sarcastic precipice limestone. "I'm already *late*, you know??" "Wellll--" Detective Moore groaned. Rust and silver eyebrow fluffs climbed a flesh staircase stacked across Moore's forehead. "It's kind of a strange problem. It has to do with something the boys down at arson discovered." Emeralds between raspberry eye flaps studied coal facets attached to Detective Moore's eyes. Eyebrows like sweet potato shavings lifted above the tops of Hailey's eye sockets. "Well, it's kind of a strange problehmmm--" the fickle sleuth wrangled past pleated cheeks. Hailey spun indigo toe bows beneath stacked wrist fleece and probed Moore's eye tar. "Do I-- need to know this??" Hailey inquired. Detective Moore blinked. He glided his slender lips to the edge of his face. "Do I-- need to know this??" the impatient ginger joylessly posed. Detective Moore collected thoughtful mouth hams along the edge of his face mayonaise. "N-Noo--" Detective Moore purred. "I guess not." Hailey sighed. She turned around. Hailey planted the toe of her right shoe in front of a camel tinted foot covering. She parked the edge of her left foot beside her heel. The sole of Hailey's right shoe lifted off the surface of the floor. It landed near the center of a vomit tinted tile behind her. "The living room of your home and your mother's SUV were both doused in gasoline, Ms. Holloway," Detective Moore blurted. Hailey's left foot flattened beside her right. Hailey stared into space. Raspberry tinted eyelids covered emeralds behind rectangular crystals. Hailey's pomegranate eye flaps sank into her face. Hailey looked above a blanket of navy blue yarn wrapping her shoulder. "nnNo--" the scatterbrained investigator haplessly purred. "I guess not." Hailey expelled pissy gasses and swiveled colorful features the opposite direction. "Your living room and your mother's S-U-V were soaked with gasoline, Ms. Holloway." The cinnamon doe poised flustered ballet caramel and peered above her shoulder ozone. "Why are you telling me this?" Hailey demanded. "Why-- are you telling me this??" Hailey zealously prompted. "Did your mother own a gas can?" Detective Moore inquired. Hailey squeezed carnation waxed lips together. "Did your mother own a gas can?" Detective Moore curiously pondered. "Why-- are you saying 'did'?" Hailey asked. Moore stared into emeralds below anxious eyebrows like scraps of carrots. Hailey inhaled between gloss coated lips. "D-Do you think she's dead??" Hailey requisitioned. Detective Moore studied the lenses of Hailey's glasses. He exhaled through a set of wide nostrils. Moore pointed towards the end of the hallway. "Why are you saying 'did'?" the analytical red-head demanded. Detective Moore sifted crystals screening Hailey's fiery optic emeralds and shrugged. "You should get to class, Ms. Holloway," Detective Moore instructed. "I'm sorry I bothered you." Hailey's pupils traced creases splitting Detective Moore's walnut tinted cheeks. She looked at the floor and shook her head. Hailey faced forward. She hooked her thumbs under canvas straps squeezing dark blue shoulder yarn. She followed beige tinted tiles leading to her Economics class. "You should get to class, Ms. Holloway," the cryptic examiner warmly instructed. "I'm sorry I bothered you." Hailey surfed Moore's cheek creases, then hauled shaking head mango down the hallway. Chapter 7: "A Headache" (original paragraph count: 461; new: 226) Tips of masculine fingers dropped on plastic piano keys. Strong digits rested along a lime tinted momentary switch. A penny sized button reflected neon green light thanks to fluorescent bulbs nearby. Long keyboard buttons glowed the color of lavender petals. Ends of digits illuminated like highlighter pens tapped a piano chord twice. Neon fingers played a note slightly higher. Nearby tweeters whistled samples of triangle waves. After a quarter second, lemon tinted fingers pounded a chord three times. The key combination's pitch was twice as high. The keyboardist's right hand palm shafts released a momentary switch. A recording of three notes began looping. A plastic body like graphite surrounded keys illuminated by violet radiation. Buttons the color of charcoal were sandwiched between simulated piano levers. Neon green knobs, sliding switches, and round buttons were scattered across a plastic surface. The instrument panel bordered long, polystyrene levers. The body of a digital keyboard rested along the face of a foldout table. Supportive, rubber discs below the electric piano flattened along a bourbon tinted sheet. The amber stained surface was decorated with swirls simulating wood grain. A matching table top was arranged perpendicular to an area supporting a plastic keyboard. Turntables surrounded thimble sized knobs the color of slate. Plastic caps attached to potentiometers erupted from steel boxes. Sheet metal frames protected arrangements of pea shaped transistors. Molded metal covered capacitors the size of medicine cups. Sculpted steel structures were painted the color of slate. Masculine digits tapped a tangerine button the size of a quarter. The plastic switch cover poked out beside a vinyl platter. The hubcap shaped signal retainer was fastened on top of the left hand turntable. A waveform scarring a tar tinted saucer rolled below a fiber optic drop. Electrical impulses traveled along a set of wires. Conductive extrusions extended below a shaft like the handle of a dining fork. Coils of magnetized wire sank a solenoid column. A speaker cone fastened to an iron peg compressed surrounding air. Bass heavy drum beats emerged from a polyurethane funnel. After two cycles of repeating thumps, highlighter digits tapped a tangerine button. The neon orange cap extended beside the right hand turntable. Cymbal crashes played on top of saw tooth chords and drum taps. Fingers like lemon flesh emerged from skinny wrists. Slender forearms dangled from sleeves of a raven black t-shirt. Ivory tinted graphics coated a soot shaded top. Vinyl shirt decorations reflected ultraviolet light the color of eggplant peel. A neon orange bucket rested along a blanket of hair covering the DJ's scalp. The rim of a plastic container shuffled on top of raven tinted shoulder fabric. A set of egg shaped ovals was printed along a phosphorescent surface. Charcoal ellipses were drawn near the location of the DJ's eyes. Wedges shaped like less than symbols were missing from left ends of printed eye images. A set of grinning lips was etched below drawings of arc shaped eyes. A horizontal line was printed between crescent shaped lips. The longitudinal striation simulated mashed together teeth. Speaker boxes the size of compact refrigerators stood vertically below a foldout table. Four cases made of painted plywood were arranged underneath a set of turntables. Refrigerator shaped frames were stained the color of fresh pavement. Grills like basketball hoops concealed rims of speaker cones. Steel rings with decreasing diameters protected polyurethane woofers. Boxes shaped like clothes drawers were suspended above sound mixing equipment. Beams of light escaped lenses emerging from steel cases. Radiation channels fired the opposite direction of the DJ's face. Digit lemons sank a lime switch penny before double bonking lavender piano plastic. They tripled a higher chord, then looped triangle waves by releasing button coolant. Neon knobs, sliders, and contacts spotted keyboard slate topping foldout table amber. Gumdrop dials and shot glass capacitors joined turntable boxes along a nearby layout. A vinyl record dining fork carried percussion bass to a polyurethane speaker funnel. After two cycles, highlighter fingers added cymbal crashes by tapping a mango disc. Egg and grin coal adorned a bucket carrot topping DJ t-shirt tar with plum graphics. Basketball hoop grills protected compact refrigerator woofers under mixing equipment. Lime green lasers the thickness of dry/erase markers sprouted from a glass dome. Kiwi eruptions formed a shape like rays of morning sunshine. Neon green refractions chased each other in a circle. Red, green, and blue beams emerged from the lens of a different box. Rainbow tinted rays projected from a transparent disc. Tubes of red, green, and blue light pointed towards the ceiling. Rainbow spotlights wandered to the floor, then returned to tin roofing plates. Lasers like a red onion erupted from a different box's lens. Bands like cabbage leaves fired randomly from a dome shaped crystal. Tomato red beams projected from a lens nearby. Ends of poppy tinted chutes followed the shape of a capital "S". Four foot fluourescent bulbs illuminated plastic ballasts the color of charcoal. Polystyrene frames supporting plum tinted tube sets were arranged along sheets of tin. Additional speakers were fastened beside black light fixtures. Rusted rectangles supporting ultraviolet tubes covered the skeleton of an old building. Sheet metal boxes were arranged along the surface of a concrete floor. Plumes of porcelain mist erupted from bases of steel plated frames. Puffs of water vapor like early morning fog wandered across cracked cement. Steam boxes were suspended from sheets of tin forming a rusted ceiling. Jets of dove feather mist escaped pressurized sprayers. Four young girls danced near the DJ. The youthful ladies were decked out with glow sticks. The left hand mistress had dark hair. A curtain of raven black strands descended from illuminated, quarter inch tubes. The young lady's luminescent halo was forged from lime green, plum purple, tangerine orange, and lemon yellow strands. Limestone biceps and forearms were surrounded by rings of glowing tubes. Lighted rope arms swayed in front of a crow tinted tank top. Ivory artwork printed along the young lady's shirt resembled a kitty face. Artifacts of a cartoon cat reflected violet rays emanating from fluorescent bulbs. Hot pink tubes surrounded dimly lit eye whites. Flamingo pipes were arranged like frames of eye glasses. A girl beside the first suspended glow stick rings from her neck. Hoops of chartreuse, plum, banana, and tomato were supported by a slender flesh chute. The young lady's throat erupted from a V-shaped blouse collar. The youthful madam bounced on the balls of her feet. Shirt ruffles the color of porcelain floated on columns of artificial fog. Colorful light ropes swung from the second lady's neck. Rainbow radiation strands collided with pale skin below neon orange lips. Fluffs of shoulder length hair were illuminated the color of an omelet. Ends of canary yellow sprouts battered dimly lit cheeks and a skinny neck. Clothes drawer roof boxes emitted pistachio laser sprouts and oscillating rainbows. Random fuchsia filaments accompanied tomato beams repeatedly forging a capital "S". Audio drivers and twin fluorescent tubes lined rusted tin tiling a warehouse ceiling. Sheet metal cases congested cracked floor cement with water vapor like morning fog. A young lady sloshed raven curtains bracing a lemon, lime, orange, and eggplant halo. She shuffled glow stick arm limestone beyond violet scorched, tank top kitty vinyl. Bubble gum incadescence pipes framed the dancing mistress' dimly lit eye whites. Vivid rope cradled her bouncing sidekick's kiwi, plum, banana, and tomato neck hoops. An opal fired, V-neck blouse framed canary scalp sprouts battering her cheek coal. The third girl wore a multicolored glow rope around her upper body. A band of strawberry, blue raspberry, tangerine, lime, and lemon embellished a slender throat. A line of colored light descended from a birch tinted neck. Lighted rope surrounded dimly lit silk strapped around tiny tits. A coil of neon orange, yellow, green, pink, and violet emerged from the young girl's armpit. An illuminated strand twisted around the third lady's chest. Multicolored rope formed a funnel shape. A column of colorful light twists descended a slender stomach. Tomato tinted slivers were visible between dim hair strands surrounding a pale face. Glowing, lime tinted frames surrounded the rightmost girl's eyes. Grinning teeth showed between barely visible lips. Fluoride pearls glowed like the surface of the moon at night. Tiny fingers like yellow highlighters twirled lighted sticks. Pistachio, eggplant, daffodil, and flamingo shafts rocked in front of a dimly lit tank top. A head of thick hair swooped from bouncing temples. Swirls the color of tree bark battered naked shoulders. Nearby, a couple of young guys danced arm in arm. The left hand young man's upper body was wrapped in a dark t-shirt. A turquoise, lime green, strawberry, tangerine, and lemon yellow rope swirled around a charcoal tinted trunk covering. Multicolored light ropes wrapped muscular biceps and forearms. Plum, tomato, chartreuse, and neon orange glow strands swirled around crow tinted head hair. Different colored sticks poked out of lighted head wrap. The guy on the right was wearing a long sleeve shirt. Yellow and coal tinted checks were strapped across a slender chest and arms. Lemon tinted fabric glowed from fluorescent bulbs. Rings of tangerine lights surrounded the young man's left arm. Neon green tubes were strapped around his right upper limb. Ruby, sapphire, amber, and jade twine coiled a third vixen's shaded blouse silk. Strawberry slivers separated licorice hair strands framing her porcelain precipice. Pistachio goggles topped a fourth damsel's mouth pearls above cola spaghetti straps. Chestnut keratin fluffs dusted naked shoulders framing glow chute chest pendulums. Teal, lime, cherry, and mango twine wound a nearby stud's arm gristle and shirt soot. Lighted batons and vivid strands knotted the young man's crow feather head sprouts. The grooving gigolo hooked neon hoops gripping his buddy's lemon sparked elbow plaid. The male youngsters lifted right knees during a drum beat, then extended shin denim. They awaited matching percussion thumps before joyously mirroring the procedure. The right hand young man's elbow was woven below the guy on the left's arm hinge. Grinning faces were visible in dim light. The masculine youngsters lifted their right knees during drum beat pauses. They kicked denim wrapped legs during repeating thumps. They turned left. The pair mirrored the procedure. They lifted their left knees when a snare thump ended. They kicked joyous left lower limbs. The peak of Kyle's pale cheek reflected lime tinted lasers. The back end of a ball cap was strapped over Kyle's forehead. Tomato shaded mesh refracted neon green sparkles. Pumpkin pie strands poked out below a plastic grid the color of poppy seeds. Kyle's dark brown hair curled above a tomato tinted belt securing the rim of his hat. Eyebrows like smears of caramel shrouded bourbon tinted irises. A set of gold rings dangled from Kyle's left earlobe. Brass tinted hoops reflected glints of black light. A raven black polo hung from Kyle's broad shoulders. Legs of teal shaded jeans descended from the base of Kyle's shirt. Denim lumps surrounding Kyle's thighs and calves glowed the color of seaweed. Rims of thick tubes collapsed along necks of red, canvas shoes. Ivory laces and white rubber tips glowed the color of dish soap. Protective caps covering the toes of Kyle's footwear reflected tomato tinted flashes. Cole stood next to Kyle. Cream and sawdust strands extended from Cole's slender scalp to the middle of his neck. Light brown filaments glowed plum purple. Bourbon tinted hair sections appeared like fountains of molasses. Two inch glass circles refracted red, green, and blue tinted beams. Rust shutters filled the diameters of Cole's glasses lenses between laser flashes. A silver rod a quarter inch thick connected circular crystals resting along bony cheeks. A long, thin nose descended above Cole's slender lips. A scrawny throat disappeared into the neck of a baggy t-shirt. Cole's ruffled top was stained the color of tomato skin. His oversized trunk covering appeared the color of red wine. Ends of extra wide sleeves drifted below Cole's bony elbows. A porcelain tinted border surrounded an image decorating the body of Cole's t-shirt. It glowed like a highlighter pen. Rotten's logo was printed across the top of a rectangular image. Rotten's band icon was shaped like a tomato colored military stamp. Capital letters were arranged with every other character's height offset. The banner was drawn along the top of a black and white photograph. An image of Rotten's lead singer sat along a row of concrete steps. Porcelain tinted t-shirt artwork glowed the color of glass cleaner. Biceps covered in tattoos extended from edges of a denim vest. Inked up forearms were folded on top of denim covering the vocalist's knees. The singer's forehead collapsed hopelessly along surfaces of crossing wrists. Eighteen inch hair spikes extended from Rotten's frontman's scalp. Long socks were visible below knees of denim shorts. The vocalist's stockings were streaked with black and white bands. Striped sock necks disappeared into leather boots. White laces threaded chrome reinforcements surrounding cow hide calves. "...And on Goes the War" was scribbled like handwriting below tips of leather footwear. Knots of raven black denim surrounded Cole's skinny legs. Bags of dark fabric collapsed along rims of black, canvas shoes. Sets of three diagonal bands were stitched to outer and inner edges of textile insteps. Slanted strips reflected lavender light cast by fluorescent bulbs. Platforms below the bases of Cole's sneakers appeared the color of eggplant skin. Kyle's forehead hair rust breached tomato ball cap mesh refracting neon green glints. His dim cheek point and twin hoop earlobe gold repeated black light above polo coal. Ruby shoe canvas bracing seaweed jean lumps nested lilac blazed laces and tip rubber. Nearby, plum glints split scalp tar framing optic discs imaging red and blue lasers. Cole's slender nasal chute and angular face supported silver treated dowel arcs. Neon glitzed marks framed a rectangular image adorning Cole's oversized t-shirt wine. Rotten's tomato stamp topped their frontman's monochrome image embracing stone steps. Hopeless noggin spikes braced folded tattoo sleeves topping knee sock stripes. "...And on Goes the War" scribbled phosphorescent laces threading leather boot necks. Slanted strip trios and platforms exiting Cole's denim soot reflected lavender light. Cherry tinted gloss coated the surfaces of Gwen's lips. Cardinal shaded beeswax reflected fluorescent light the color of an orange peel. The left edge of Gwen's slender nose repeated violet flashes. Plum tinted beams illuminated Gwen's pale forehead every couple of seconds. Raven black strands sprouted from Gwen's scalp. Random, soot filaments collected glints of tomato red lasers. Golden irises glowed underneath angry eyebrows. Gwen's hair curled an inch above her shirt sleeves. Rows of quarter inch diamonds surrounded Gwen's bicep coverings. Spaces between charcoal rhombuses phosphoresced the color of blue gelatin dessert. A two inch wide shirt collar surrounded Gwen's slender neck. Ends of fabric concealing the base of Gwen's throat dangled down her chest. Gwen's collar pointed at a silk column compressing her tiny tits. Sets of cherries like sunflower kernels interrupted bright blue outlines every couple of inches. Cherry red ripples descended from the tops of Gwen's hips. Strawberry wrinkles preceded a hem fashioned from half inch squares. Gwen's cardinal tinted skirt appeared the color of tree bark. A tube of poorly lit fabric disappeared below a second hem. The second border was also shaped like edges of a cherry pie. Bows like thick shoelaces dangled from Gwen's upper dress hem. Pale calves descending from cherry pie ridges reflected violet laser flashes. Gwen's ankles descended into suede necks the color of soot. Cow hide points extended from straps laying on top of Gwen's insteps. Raven black tips concealed Gwen's toes. Ivory tinted fluff poked out of the rims of Gwen's boots. Strands of shredded cotton reflected lavender tinted black light. A vinyl strap the color of carnation petals compressed Gwen's left deltoid. Twelve inches of gold chain dangled from each end of Gwen's shoulder harness. A flamingo pink bag dangled from tips of gold plated links. Gwen's vinyl purse was shaped like a kitty face. A tiny ruby created the nose of a one foot wide cat precipice. Vinyl arcs formed the kitty's eyes. Porcelain tinted ocular curves glowed the color of glass cleaner. Matching whiskers extended from the left and right edges of a ruby snout. Poppy sparked raven strands framed orchid face flashes above Gwen's mango fired lips. The pissy hen's locks eclipsed ozone blazed sleeve flaps flaunting graphite diamonds. Tarmac collar points topped twin cherry shirt dots flaring strawberry waist ripples. Pie knots spanned a cocoa dimmed skirt girth and formed a twine bundled knee tuba. Violet calf strobes spread luminescent ankle fluff padding her spade boot suede soot. Carnation vinyl saddled complimentary hide with dish soap eye arcs using gold links. Glass cleaner whiskers framed a ruby snout adorning the agitated wench's purse kitty. Lime tinted lasers illuminated the right edge of Allie's nose. Lips coated with crimson beeswax appeared the color of used motor oil. Crow shaded eyebrows rested solemnly along shutters like blue jay feathers. Irises resembling blue gelatin dessert were dimmed the shade of bluebonnets. Soot colored bangs curled a quarter inch above Allie's eyes. Tomato red flashes illuminated every tenth strand of Allie's upper face filaments. A curtain of crow tinted hair was chopped two inches above Allie's slender shoulders. Teal silk covered Allie's deltoids. Fabric strapped over Allie's tiny breasts glowed the color of ibuprofen gel caps. Images of carnation tinted tulips faded to white. Olive green strands exited bases of flower bulbs. Allie's avocado peel shirt vines looked black. Pitch tinted ivy coiled and collided along the surface of Allie's blouse. Pink tulips and olive green coils wrapped long, silk sleeves. Stem wrapped teal tubes extended from Allie's shoulders to her wrists. Tangerine nails covering Allie's fingertips glowed neon orange. A silk scarf surrounded the base of Allie's skinny neck. A strip covering a ring shaped bruise was dyed the color of flamingo feathers. Pastel scarf tips two inches wide dangled from a knot beside the left edge of Allie's neck. Tips of bubble gum tinted strands rested on top of Allie's left breast. An opening extended from the collar of Allie's blouse to the middle of her chest. Allie's pale skin peeked through a four inch slot. Porcelain flesh reflected eggplant tinted black light. An elastic band two inches wide was strapped around Allie's waist. The crow tinted belt was the beginning of a pencil skirt. Soot shaded silk descended from Allie's slender waist. Raven black fabric curved down Allie's slender hips. Pitch stained neoprene shrouded surfaces of soft thighs. Pitch shaded elastic transformed into a hoop surrounding Allie's knees. Ivory calves descended into tar tinted flats. Leather footwear was sutured along the edges of Allie's tiny feet. Slender cow hide strips emerged from borders concealing Allie's big toes. Eighth inch bands burrowed underneath the inner edges of Allie's footwear. Gold plated links dangled from Allie's right shoulder. A black bag the size of a paperback novel hung from ends of a slender chain. The vinyl pouch rested along crow tinted elastic surrounding Allie's right hip. Pointed slats like five inch canoes were attached to the soles of Gwen's boots. Rubber caps an inch thick were fastened below Gwen's heels. Rubber chunks like drink coaster halves stomped across dimly lit concrete. Rubber mats resembling exclamation points adorned the soles of Allie's flats. Punctuation marks the size of glass soda bottles wandered beside Gwen's ox skin boots. Gwen swiveled porcelain facial features. Raven tinted filaments swirled beside the edges of Gwen's face. Swooping hair strands were decorated with tomato red flashes. Threads the color of soot battered Gwen's neck. Flashing filaments tickled Gwen's soft, pale cheeks. Irises like drops of honey glared at crow tinted strands growing out of Allie's temple. Allie sensed Gwen staring at her. Pupils between hazel shutters drilled into thin flesh beside Allie's eye socket. Gwen lifted pale palm shafts. Nails the color of blueberries covered tiny fingertips. Gwen's digits curled into a fist beside cherry tinted ripples strapped around her hip. Gwen's shoulders pivoted ninety degrees. Tiny mounds erupting from Gwen's chest pointed at teal silk surrounding Allie's bicep. Gwen swung her top limb like a baseball bat. An upper arm the color of limestone swooped beside the edges of Gwen's ribs. Gwen's forearm folded beside her lanky bicep. A knot made from Gwen's pale fingers collided with Allie's stomach. Bony knuckles sank into a blanket of flesh covering Allie's bowels. Slender finger shafts compressed tulip printed silk on top of abs like a throw pillow. Allie's eyes popped open. Crow tinted brows hopped off of peach shaded eyelids. The toes of Allie's flats stuck to cold cement. Rubber mats below Allie's heels lifted off of the floor. Allie's belly flesh folded in half. Soft skin collapsed and surrounded Gwen's closed fingers. Allie's shoulders and face swung towards the floor. Air gushed out of Allie's lungs. Lips the color of used motor oil tore apart. Allie's rose flashed scalp coal crested prune dimmed optic zombies and shoulder teal. Her upright nose chickpea overlooked a motor oil lip apex flaunting incisor chiclets. Pitch shaded vine coiled pearl cradled tulips spanning Allie's ibuprofen shirt silk. Mango dots and flamingo scarf twists headed digit highlighters and a plum chest hole. Elastic asphalt bundled Allie's hips and stomach, then formed a confining knee hoop. Calf ceramic invaded Neptune stitched ballet tar extending digit seeking, arch cord. Deltoid saxophone chain dangled paperback bag licorice beside Allie's thigh custard. Gwen parked Allie's cola flats by sloshing scalp slate and flashing pissy eye embers. The wiry minx sank her timid pal's pillowy abs with blueberry tipped knuckle knots. "Puhhh!!" Allie exhaled. Gwen studied flashing strands swinging from Allie's scalp. Crow tinted fluffs swooped beside Allie's cheeks and pulled tight. Gwen stopped walking. Hazel quarters attached to Gwen's eyes watched crow tinted curtains surrounding Allie's face. Thin, raven shaded eyebrows pointed down the middle of Gwen's face. Allie's slender arms folded on top of her stomach. Allie sucked a sharp breath past distressed teeth. "errrr--" Allie groaned. Allie looked up. Strands the color of crow feathers dangled in front of Allie's face. Blue jay irises gazed between asphalt shaded knots. Eyebrows like strokes of tar pointed at the inner corners of Allie's eyes. Lips the color of pitch peeled off of gritted incisors. "Gwennn!!" Allie forced out of clenched teeth. Allie inhaled between mashed together bicuspids. She stood up. She swatted crow tinted filaments covering her face. Neon orange fingernails slung coal shaded fluffs away from Allie's eyes. Allie exhaled a painful breath. "Why-- did you *do* that?!" Allie demanded. Lips refracting neon orange light lifted off of Gwen's angry teeth. Tiny wrinkles creased the bridge of Gwen's nose. Gwen's palm lifted off of cherry tinted fabric stretched across her thighs. Gwen flung careless fingers in front of Allie's disgusted face. "Puhhh!!" Allie expelled from murky beeswax claret under sprung eyelid peaches. Gwen's grim chum clawed aching ab ozone and glared past scalp tar draping her cheeks. "Gwehhhn!!" Allie shrieked before swatting noggin crow plumes. "Why-- did you *do* that?!!" Allie's vile cohort flung blase talon sapphires and shriveled hateful face pudding. "'cause-- fuck you, bitch!" Gwen kindly replied. "*That's* why!!" Cole and Kyle were close to Allie and Gwen. Cole's rust tinted eye shutters gazed through glass discs. A scrawny wrist hanging from Cole's baggy shirt sleeve lifted off of coal tinted denim. The tips of Cole's index finger and thumb surrounded his chin. Ridges covering Cole's skinny digits dragged across tips of faint stubble. "'cause FUCK you, bitch!" Gwen fumbled between tangerine sparked mouth seams. "*That's* why!!" Cole breached crystal coasters with eye rust next to Kyle and tilled faint stubble. "Fuckin'-- hot, yo," Cole purred. Gwen looked over her shoulder. Gwen's pale chin rested along quarter inch diamonds surrounding her bicep. Angry eyebrows compressed peaks of golden irises. Tangerine lips peeled off of phosphorescent teeth. The middle of Gwen's slender nose wrinkled. "Fuckin' hawwwt, yo," Cole adoringly purred. Gwen pointed eye gold above diamond bicep dots and peeled digusted mouth tangerines. "Cole--" Gwen snarled. "You motha fucker! After what you did to me, yesterday--" Gwen licked neon gloss coating her angry lips. "I'm about ready to cave your nuts in!" Kyle stood beside Cole. Kyle's face rotated. The bill of a tomato red ball cap rested along Kyle's shirt collar. Bourbon colored irises studied cream and sawdust fluffs surrounding Cole's bony face. "Cole! You motha fucker!!" the licorice stranded princess shrieked. "After what you did to us, yesterday?! I'm about ready to-- cave your nuts in!" Kyle swiveled his reverse cap bill and sifted face points under Cole's scalp sawdust. "The fuck's she talkin' about, dumb-shit?" Kyle demanded. A twisted grin curled Cole's thin lips. Eyebrows glowing the color of vanilla pudding appeared above circular crystals. Cole lifted slender upper limbs. He raised his palms beside wine shaded fabric hanging from his shoulders. "What's she *talkin'* about, dumb-shit?" Kyle joylessly demanded. Cole graced sleeve wine with palm lemons and eclipsed optic discs with brow quartz. "Awww, fuuuck--" Cole groaned. "I just did what she *said* to do." Allie glided tips of shaking fingers across tulip spotted silk covering her stomach. She looked up. Ends of tangerine fingernails dropped off of Allie's aching gut. "Hey, I just did what she SAID to do," Cole innocently explained. "He had sex with me," Allie blathered. Gwen was facing the boys. Her leg swung like a golf club. Gwen drove a suede toe point into the surface of Allie's stomach. "Gyahhh!!" Allie shrieked. Allie bent over. A soft entrail covering surrounded the sole of Gwen's boot. Gwen tugged her foot out of Allie's satin abs. She flattened the base of her footwear along cold concrete. Fluffy eyebrows the color of pumpkin pie flattened Kyle's ocular caverns. Bourbon shutters attached to Kyle's corneas studied lavender strands growing out of Cole's scalp. Kyle bobbed his head. "He had *sex* with me," Allie declared using shameless speech chocolate. Gwen impacted Allie's stomach tulips with a spade tipped, suede footwear golf club. "Gahhh!" the horrified maiden belted past espresso oral frames. "Oh yeah, man?" Kyle requisitioned. "No shit?" Allie stood, bent over. Shivering limbs wrapped in light blue silk squeezed Allie's bowels. Wrinkles folded the bridge of Allie's tiny nose. Allie inhaled a sharp breath past gritted teeth. "Oh yeah, man?" Kyle probed before bobbing his curious precipice lavender. "No shit??" Allie tore aching bowel cellulite and siphoned musty gasses between antsy incisors. "And, I-- fuckin' liked it!" Allie shouted. Gwen swiveled on thin slats protecting the balls of her feet. Gwen's arm swung like a sledge hammer. Her knuckles collided with Allie's breast bone. "Gyahhhh--" Allie croaked. "Gwennn!!!" Gwen hammered a space between Allie's tiny tits. "And, I-- fuckin' liked it!" the pissy hen ravenously announced. Gwen swiveled angular boot mats and beat Allie's clavicle with sledge hammer digits. "What--!?" Gwen snarled. Gwen pounded Allie's chest. "You fuckin'--!?" Gwen beat Allie's ribs. "Cunt!??" Gwen battered Allie's bony lung protectors using the edge of her fist. "Anything else-- you wanna-- say?!!?" Allie's knees buckled. Allie rocked on rubber mats attached to her heels. Allie collapsed on her butt. Allie's velvet hind cheeks flattened crow tinted elastic along slick concrete. Allie's palms broke her fall. Pillows of pale skin crashed beside soot shaded neoprene framing Allie's hips. "What--!?" Gwen belched while hammering her sidekick's tits. "You fuckin'--!? Cunt??!" Allie popped concrete points with jolted hand pillows and raven bundled hiny gelatin. Shutters the color of blue jay feathers floated to the tops of Allie's eyes. Irises like glass cleaner gazed below timid, crow tinted brows. Allie lifted her fingers off of cold cement. She folded shaking wrists in front of her aching tits. Allie's thighs collapsed on top of crossed forearms. Allie's knees squeezed together below the hem of her pencil skirt. The soles of Allie's flats drifted apart. Naked ankles separated eighteen inches. The toes of Allie's leather flats faced each other. Kyle dug through the pocket of his jeans. Kyle's thick fingers emerged from a fabric pouch. Kyle's fingertips surrounded the lid of a Mayer aspirin bottle. The ends of Kyle's digits squeezed ridges formed along the rim of an aluminum cap. A glass container shaped like a vial of travel mouth wash hung from a chocolate seal. A rectangular label was adhered vertically to a dangling, transparent surface. The rhombus shaped sticker was the color of banana pudding. A horizontal rectangle the color of potato skin embellished the peak of a pale label. Diagonal pegs extended from the corners of a brown rhombus. White, uppercase letters were printed on top of a tan tinted rectangle. Porcelain characters spelled "MAYER". "ASPIRIN" was printed below the quartz pigmented brand name using smaller characters. A porcelain tinted circle was drawn below the left corner of the potato colored rhombus. An ellipse like a mint candy was surrounded by a tomato red outline. Red letters printed horizontally spelled "MAYER" across a cherry outlined dot. An intersecting brand label was also printed vertically. The up and down banner formed a cross with a title printed side to side. The letter "A" was written only once. Tomato tinted characters like cursive handwriting spelled the word "Genuine". The bright red designation was scribbled beside the right edge of the Mayer circle. The glass bottle hanging from Kyle's digits was filled with white tablets. Gwen folded her arms on top of her chest. Pale wrists crossed on top of glowing diamond frames spanning Gwen's boobs. Irises illuminated like drops of honey stared at ivory tinted caplets. "AHH!" the horrified vixen squawked above conjoined knee ivory and split ballet tar. Kyle paraded a glass vial with upright label buttermilk using steel cap espresso. Ivory digits stated "MAYER" above smaller "ASPIRIN" letters tagging horizontal cocoa. Tomato ink framed a "MAYER" crossed ellipse beside cursive claret spelling "Genuine". Gwen cuddled diamond speckled chest toothpaste and flaunted honey ocular droplets. "I didn't hit her *that* hard, Kyle," Gwen snarled. Gwen glanced over her shoulder. "Besides-- FUCK HER!" Gwen barked. Blue jay irises peered from the tops of Allie's eye sockets. Blue raspberry shutters glared at raven black strands floating above Gwen's shoulders. Narrow eyebrows the color of crow feathers pointed down the bridge of Allie's nose. Ends of nervous incisors gripped a wiggling lip the color of used motor oil. "I didn't hit her *that* hard, Kyle," Gwen snarked before looking above her shoulder. "Besides-- FUCK HER!" Allie probed forehead soot with empty eye ozone and scaled pissy pearls with lip tar. "F-Fuck you, G-Gwen--" Allie forced out of apprehensive lips. Kyle unscrewed a chocolate tinted cap threaded onto the aspirin bottle. He deposited a tablet like a mint candy near the middle of his palm. Gwen looked down. Gold shutters focused on a compressed caplet resting along the surface of Kyle's hand. A "MAYER" cross logo was stamped into a pill the size of a shirt button. Pumpkin pie curls poked through a hole above a plastic belt securing Kyle's ball cap. Bourbon tinted shutters studied raven black strands sprouting from Gwen's scalp. A sly smirk creased Kyle's cheek. "ffFuck you, G-wen--" the vacuous damsel fumbled across comatose speech cola. Kyle presented a mint candy tablet stamped with intersecting "MAYER" imprints. "You sure you don't want one?" Kyle requisitioned. Two inch irises the color of rust peered through the lenses of Cole's glasses. Cole's slender lips curled towards thin frames surrounding circular crystals. "You *sure* you don't want one?" the caramel haired gonzo prodded with smirking lips. Cole curled sinister mouth frames underneath rusty irises embedding two inch discs. "Or-- two?" Cole asked. Gwen looked up. Lips coated with tangerine gloss formed a curious smile. "Or-- two?" the shaggy haired pervert mischievously appended. Gwen forged a curious smile with tangerine fired tomato gloss under her nose beebee. "The fuck is it??" Gwen demanded. Kyle exhaled laughter from his nostrils. "The fffuck is it??" the licorice stranded princess anxiously demanded. "Fuckin'-- ecstasy," Kyle explained. Raven tinted eyebrows flattened the tops of Gwen's hazel irises. Tangerine lips peeled off of Gwen's parted teeth. "Fuckin'-- ecstasy," Kyle joyously disclosed. "Nuh-uhhh--" Gwen croaked. Gwen looked down. The tips of Gwen's thumb and index finger surrounded a tiny tablet. Gwen suspended a button shaped caplet in front of gold quarters attached to her corneas. "You're kidding me." Gwen focused on bourbon tinted shutters between Kyle's eyelids. "Who sold you *these*?" Kyle bobbed his head. "Nuh-uhhh--" Gwen croaked before hoisting a plum sparked caplet above her eye gold. "Who sold you *these*??" Kyle snatched fluorescent pill wax parting Gwen's blueberry tipped cream fingers. "Your fuckin' mom, bitch," Kyle kindly responded. Kyle snatched an ivory tablet away from blueberry caps spotting Gwen's fingertips. Kyle lifted the tiny pill between his thumb and index finger. He showed the compressed caplet to Gwen. "You want some?" Gwen showed Kyle the surface of her palm. She looked away and shook her head. Kyle gazed at Allie's blue jay irises. He showed Allie an ivory tinted tablet. He wobbled a porcelain button. "Allie?" Kyle requisitioned. "You gonna roll, girly girl?" Glass cleaner droplets stared below bangs the color of crow feathers. Allie's pupils studied a white dot separating Kyle's fingertips. Allie slowly shook her head. Fluffy eyebrows the color of pumpkin pie wandered up the surface of Kyle's forehead. "Your fuckin' mahhhm, bitch," the cherry capped hoodlum kindly explained. "You want some??" Kyle observed Gwen flashing her passive palm ivory, then offered the tablet to Allie. "Allie? You gonna rollll, girly girl??" Kyle's absent chum skimmed a glowing dot with dish soap peepers and shook her head. "It's good shee-uhhht--" the cinnamon haired prankster warmly teased. "It's good shi-iiit--" Kyle purred. Allie stared at a tiny tablet reflecting lavender black light. She licked nervous lips the color of used motor oil. "N-Not tonight, Kyle," Allie responded. The toe of Wednesday's left boot compressed periwinkle tinted vinyl. The slick, light blue fabric covered the back of Lloyd's front, passenger seat. Fluffs like a dish sponge erupted from tears along a textile chair covering. Shiny, raven black leather formed a point surrounding Wednesday's toes. Slick cow hide was stretched around Wednesday's ankle. A three inch, rubber spike descended from soot tinted ox skin gripping Wednesday's heel. The neck of Wednesday's boot ended below a mound of pale skin protecting her kneecap. A patch of strawberry scrapes was carved into knee flesh the color of fresh pine. Chrome teeth interlocked along a cow hide seam sealing Wednesday's boot calf. Wednesday's butt sank into vinyl strips stitched to Lloyd's rear, driver's seat. The hem of a black, denim skirt surrounded Wednesday's kneecaps. A raven black tube was strapped around Wednesday's thighs. A vertical split extended from the base of Wednesday's pencil skirt. The upright opening stopped one-third of the way across Wednesday's lap. Wednesday's left knee rested on top of her right leg hinge. Wednesday's right calf sank into periwinkle puffs stitched beside her left hip. Pale skin forming Wednesday's lower leg sank into sections like shark flesh. Wednesday's right foot floated on periwinkle puffs. Toes the color of birch extended from the end of Wednesday's foot. Nails like drops of tar embellished tiny tarsal digits. Scratches like watermelon flesh spread from pads forming the ball of Wednesday's foot. Cherry lacerations traveled along pale skin protecting arch shaped tendons. Strawberry scrapes sank into flesh covering Wednesday's heel, ankle, and Achilles' tendon. Wednesday's foot was scratched up from Bernie and Sammy dragging it out of a leather shoe. A raven colored tank top stretched over Wednesday's slim stomach. Wednesday's forearm rested along soot tinted elastic covering her trim stomach. Raven black yarn formed one inch diamonds surrounding Wednesday's lower arm. Soft skin the color of pine peeked through quarter sized holes. The end of Wednesday's sweater sleeve surrounded the beginning of her wrist. Two inch strips shaped like peacock feathers were fastened to Wednesday's sleeve cuff. Soft skin covering the bones of Wednesday's right hand extended from four centimeter strands. The elbow of Wednesday's left arm rested along cream colored skin covering her knuckles. Wednesday's lower arm arose from the finger joints of her right hand. A tube like a fisherman's net stretched around Wednesday's wrist. Two inch peacock feathers framed the origin of Wednesday's palm. Plum tinted bruises shaped like Bernie's fingers stained the base of Wednesday's hand. A cigarette sized scab sank into velvet hide protecting Wednesday's forearm. Pine digits erupted from pale dermis covering Wednesday's knuckles. Wednesday's carpal shafts dangled hopelessy from her left hand digit hinges. Wednesday's thumb rested along the inside edge of her index finger. Tar tinted keratin acrylic coated Wednesday's lifeless nails. An ivory tinted tube surrounded a quarter inch cigarette filter. A cellulose column extended from the first and second fingers of Wednesday's left hand. A tissue paper pipe poked out of Wednesday's cigarette sifter. The sparse tree pulp sculpture was formed around crushed tobacco shards. A tower of ash the color of coconut flesh extended from an ember like a shirt button. A column of porcelain tinted fumes erupted from the end of Wednesday's cigarette. Soft shoulders hugged the edges of Wednesday's slender neck. Tubes of raven tinted netting dangled from silk bulbs surrounding Wednesday's throat. "Not tonight, Kyle," the miserable fawn listlessly responded. A licorice toe point leading Wednesday's heel spike drilled Lloyd's rear driver seat. Strawberry scraped knee curd straining denim lap soot topped chrome zipped tibia tar. Wednesday's crossing calf laid ruby raked foot ivory and nail pitch along teal puffs. Tarmac arm knots braced cola ab linen and rested digit coals beside ulna crow plumes. Wednesday's elbow net poised her knuckles and hoisted cigarette ash beside her cheek. Four inch strips framed an opening down the front of Wednesday's sweater. Elastic extensions shaped like peacock feathers surrounded Wednesday's neck. Raven black strips continued along velvet skin forming Wednesday's deltoids. Spade shaped sections sank into valleys between Wednesday's shoulders and breasts. Fabric fingers curved over the peaks of Wednesday's tiny tits. Peacock feather belts fastened in front of Wednesday's stomach. Cream colored skin protecting Wednesday's chest emerged from the collar of her tank top. Wednesday's skinny neck erupted from the inner corners of her deltoids. Wednesday's narrow jaw rested along the tip of her pale throat. Ruby red beeswax coated velvet lips above a porcelain chin. Raven black strands framed cheeks brushed with rose tinted blush. The ends of Wednesday's hair were chopped even with her jaw line. Bangs the color of crow feathers curled above the surface of Wednesday's forehead. Ends of soot shaded ribbons tickled brows flattening dejected eye sockets. Shutters like flakes of sea ice peeked between seams separating bronze caked eyelids. Sparkling eye makeup concealed swollen, plum tinted ocular flaps. Birch shaded foundation covered split skin beside the corner of Wednesday's right eye. Wednesday's irises wobbled thoughtlessly between long, raven black eyelashes. Curious pupils froze sapphire shutters near the left corners of Wednesday's eyes. Wednesday studied raw flesh peaking from tiny openings scoring the sole of her foot. Wednesday tightened tendons extending through her ankle. The arch of Wednesday's foot shifted along vinyl tufts padding Lloyd's back seat. Wednesday's toes lifted. Tiny digits hinged towards thin flesh covering the top of Wednesday's foot. Long scrapes traveling the curve of Wednesday's instep stretched and turned white. Aching fingers extended from a tube of elastic strips. Nails coated with raven acrylic emerged from a space below Wednesday's left elbow. Wednesday's right hand fingertips sank into soft skin protecting the arch of her foot. Wednesday's soothing digits massaged strawberry slits carved along dainty tendons. Tips of tar stained nails traversed burning stripes the color of watermelon flesh. Wednesday's raven black keratin caps tilled velvet skin supporting her big toe. Sapphire slivers fixed Wednesday's pupils on scratches decorating the sole of her foot. Bronze painted eye flaps quivered. Wednesday's ocular coverings folded together. Tiny wrinkles creased the bridge of Wednesday's nose. The palm of Wednesday's cigarette hand hovered beside her left cheek. Wednesday's carpal pillows compressed a tiny droplet trickling from the corner of her eye. Wednesday swatted hot saline away from the edge of her face. Hailey stood beside Lloyd's Cammy. Toes of camel tinted flats pointed at an open door frame beside Lloyd's driver's seat. Bernie's finger marks and claret bicep confetti breached Wednesday's sweater ports. Vulture quills draped her neck dairy and jugs before sealing graphite stomach weaves. Wednesday's apple dusted jaw milk and lip rubies overlooked tank top, chest pudding. Glitzy makeup caked battered hide housing pupil frost among raven curtains and bangs. Wednesday searched ivory pleating her foot, then tilled long scrapes with talon soot. She wrinkled cinnamon ocular flaps and swatted saline searing the corner of her eye. Wednesday's mango haired companion pointed caramel flats at Lloyd's open driver door. "Wednesday!" Hailey called. A soggy cheek drifted away from thick dermis forming Wednesday's palm. Wednesday's porcelain facial curves swiveled like a spinning top. Chin length strands swung beside rose shaded blush decorating Wednesday's right cheek. Raven tinted fluffs stuck to ruby red beeswax coating Wednesday's lips. Sapphire quarters stared through rectangular crystals hanging in front of Hailey's eyes. Irises like emeralds gazed from oblong prisms. Slim, apricot tinted eyebrows climbed skin creases covering Hailey's forehead. Plump lips below Hailey's tiny nose were stained with carnation shaded gloss. Woven yarn the color of blueberries was rolled along the base of Hailey's neck. Hailey's tiny fingers poked out of indigo columns surrounding her arms. A band of bourbon tinted leather was strapped around Hailey's trim waist. The body of a navy blue sweater floated above the rim of Hailey's one inch belt. A tube of elastic fabric stretched down the surface of Hailey's stomach. Horizontal stripes a quarter inch thick decorated Hailey's skirt. A licorice and coconut banded sheet was formed around Hailey's slender hips. Elastic lines surrounded the curves of Hailey's butt and thighs. Porcelain calves descended from a neoprene rim strapped around Hailey's knees. Hailey's ankle mounds extended above the rims of her flats. Achilles' columns ascended slim calves behind lower leg bone points. Blueberry stained felt surrounded insteps the color of buttermilk. Ends of navy blue lace were tied into bows beside the beginnings of Hailey's toes. Indigo loops rested along camel tinted vinyl forming the tips of Hailey's shoes. A black strap dangled from Hailey's right shoulder. Gold plated clips connected a vinyl strand to the corners of Hailey's purse. A bag the size of a mailing envelope hung from brass tinted switches. Slick, crow tinted strips framed the top and bottom of a brick shaped pouch. See through plastic was sandwiched between horizontal borders a half inch wide. Makeup cases were visible through walls the height of an index card. Hailey's tiny purse rested along a sheet of stripes stretched around her right hip. Hailey folded her arms on top of blueberry yarn crocheted across her tiny tits. Soft columns the color of iris petals intersected on top of navel orange chest mounds. Pale fingers extended from ends of blueberry tinted tubes. Tangerine spotted digits gripped sweater sleeves insulating Hailey's biceps. Brows like apricot shavings flattened the peaks of Hailey's eye sockets. Tiny creases extended from the outer corners of Hailey's eyes. The tip of Hailey's tongue wandered across carnation tinted gloss coating her lips. "Wednesday!" Hailey impatiently blared. The grim tigress spun raspberry jowls and pasted mouth cherries with hair licorice. She eyed oral tulips and claret flap pupil limes under optic prisms with icy peepers. Citrus claws gripped Neptune turtleneck arm fleece stacked above Hailey's amber belt. Cookies and cream skirt stripes bundled her ab and hip putty, then bridled her knees. Shapely calf birch packed blueberry lined ballet bourbon with matching felt toe bows. Gold clasp spaghetti soot rested crystal hand bag makeup cases by Hailey's right hip. Wednesday's ginger chum grated menthol lip gloss with thoughtful, sensory sand paper. "You know, Wednesday-- you don't *have* to come with us," Hailey explained. Eyelids coated with raspberry makeup closed in front of Hailey's jade iris facets. Eye flaps the color of pomegranate juice uncovered emerald tinted shutters. Hailey shook her head, slowly. "Not if you don't want to." Ice chips surrounding Wednesday's pupils studied thick flesh covering the sole of her foot. Pine tinted skin sank into strips of periwinkle vinyl stuffed with seat foam. The fingers of Wednesday's left hand hovered beside her cheek. Wednesday's tiny digits snuck beside light blue plastic framing the driver's side door. Wednesday's coal capped thumb nail wandered below the end of her cigarette filter. A drop of tar coating Wednesday's opposable digit grazed her middle finger. Wednesday's thumb flipped backwards. A chunk of cigarette ash toppled off the tip of Wednesday's coffin nail. Wednesday extended her first and second fingers in front of her ruby red lips. Tips of pale digits pressed a column of cellulose against rose stained mouth edges. The end of a one inch tobacco tube glowed the color of an orange peel. Hailey watched her friend above a head rest wrapped in dolphin skin fabric. Wednesday's palm shafts lifted coffin nail remanants beside Lloyd's driver's seat. A half finished cigarette poked out of Wednesday's index finger and thumb. Hailey's first and second digits converged around a paper cylinder. The porcelain shaded tube surrounded a cellulose filter. Wednesday flattened nylon chest knots along a denim sheet covering her left thigh. Mounds the size of half baseballs surrounded Wednesday's upper leg jean fabric. A leather tube was crumpled beside the instep of Wednesday's right hand boot. A three inch spike descended from the heel of Wednesday's unused footwear. Wednesday's tiny fingers converged around a limp calf covering. Hailey extended her first and second fingers in front of the lenses of her glasses. Emeralds studied nicotine soaked cellulose. The end of Wednesday's cigarette filter was stained with ruby red lipstick. Hailey's fingers turned. Inner surfaces of pale digits faced Hailey's lips. Hailey plopped Wednesday's cancer stick against mouth rims coated with carnation gloss. Hailey's plump oral edges created a siphon. A tobacco ember sizzled. Steaming vapors wafted across the surface of Hailey's tongue. The ends of Hailey's fingers swung away from her gloss coated lips. Hailey's first and second digits suspended her friend's coffin nail beside her shoulder. Hailey opened carnation shaded face flaps. She sucked frosty air between slick mouth borders. She exhaled a tube of quartz tinted cigarette smoke. "You know Wednesday, you don't *have* to come with us," Hailey warmly conceded. "Not if you don't want to." Wednesday ogled lacerated foot pleats and fired tobacco ash above Lloyd's pilot door. Hailey watched her pal siphon a stub, then snatched it from her tendering nail tar. Wednesday nested her lap coal and collected calf crumples forming her unused boot. Hailey eyed her friend's ruby stained snipe, then plopped it against her lip bismuth. She siphoned searing vapors and scorched her airways before venting quartz exhaust. Wednesday squeezed her right hand footsie into an arch shaped boot cavity. A platform below the toe of Wednesday's clodhopper sank into light blue seat puffs. A three inch spike extended below Wednesday's heel. Wednesday's lower leg curves rested along ruffles of a leather calf restraint. Wednesday's thumb and index finger surrounded a tiny, mirror colored peg. The chrome plated lever dangled from a cow hide seam. Wednesday dragged a zinc treated fastener across stainless steel points. Interlocking teeth sealed an ox skin tube along the edge of Wednesday's calf. Wednesday grabbed her purse. A vinyl strap extended beside the passenger's end of the Cammy's rear seat. The half inch band was decorated with flower paintings. Wednesday's pale fingers curled underneath images of pearl tinted petals. Tar spotted digits squeezed a slick strip against the surface of Wednesday's palm. Wednesday's fingers dragged a bag the size of a three ring binder across periwinkle strips. Geranium forgings resembling Wednesday's purse strap ornaments embellished her bag. Additional images adorned the lower, right and upper, left corners of her lipstick and currency case. Sets of five petals the size of pecan halves surrounded nuclei colored like sharp cheddar. A painted image of royal blue daffodils decorated a bill fold sized pocket. The wallet shaped compartment was sewn to the lower, left vertex of Wednesday's bag. Cornflower tinted daffodils ornamented left and right edges of a corner storage pouch. Zipper teeth the color of charcoal were stitched above broad petals like sapphires. Groups of six flower organs surrounded royal blue tubes extending from daffodil images. Eggplant brush strokes were visible within cornflower tinted columns. Paintings of begonias were scattered across the surface of Wednesday's hand bag. Sets of four petals surrounded cherry red stamen. Begonia petals were printed with pointed tips. Two petals were the width of corrections erasers. Two were narrow like ball point pens. Halves of begonia petal surfaces were painted sunflower yellow. Adjacent counterparts were coated with brush strokes the color of blueberry skin. Globe shaped amaranths were squeezed between begonias, daffodils, and geraniums. Amaranth flower bodies were painted the color of radish skin. Between bodies of flower petals, Wednesday's hand bag was pigmented like heavy cream. Charcoal zipper teeth sealed vinyl flaps protecting Wednesday's purse contents. Gold plated clasps fastened the bag's shoulder strap. Brass hooks gripped matching hoops securing the corners of Wednesday's carrying case. Wednesday lifted a floral printed harness forged from vinyl ribbons. She situated her purse strap along raven tinted knots gripping her shoulder. Hailey stood with her left forearm resting along her stomach. A blueberry limb tube sank into a yarn blanket covering Hailey's waist. The elbow of Hailey's right arm rested on top of her knuckles. Hailey's right forearm stood up beside her ribs. The beginning of an indigo sleeve surrounded Hailey's tiny fingers. The remainder of Wednesday's cigarette poked out of Hailey's first and second digits. An ivory tinted vortex erupted next to tangerine caps spotting Hailey's fingertips. Quartz mist arose beside molten lava flowing out of Hailey's scalp. Creepy fingers appeared beside blueberry yarn crocheted around Hailey's shoulder. Walnut tinted digits snuck past soft skin protecting Hailey's knuckles. Mischevious palm shafts surrounded a tobacco tube poking out of Hailey's sweater sleeve. Emeralds wandered to the right corners of Hailey's eyes. Brows like chunks of apricot flattened the peaks of Hailey's eye sockets. Masculine digits yanked Wednesday's cigarette remnants away from Hailey's finger joints. Hailey looked above blueberry yarn blanketing her shoulder. Gloss coated lips the color of carnation petals curled into a smile. Wednesday stuffed footwear arch spikes and sutured her tibia cream with leather soot. She tilled floral vinyl lashing her purse briefcase with brass using pitch talons. Geranium pearls, daffodil ozone, begonia lemons, and amaranth wine painted Wednesday's coffee zipper bag cream. Hailey snuggled indigo ab fleece and poised Wednesday's cancer tube by her head lava. Creepy digits dizzied Hailey's pupil jade before snatching knuckle cream steam paper. "Stealin' my smoke, fucker?" Hailey requisitioned. Lloyd's head poked out beside Hailey's deltoid. Lloyd's espresso shrouded precipice was tilted sideways. Lloyd's face stood up beside indigo fleece insulating Hailey's bicep. Chocolate strands collapsed in front of irises like drops of tar. A smirk creased Lloyd's cheek below ends of sloppy head hair. "Stealin' my smoke, fucker??" Hailey asked her frisky escort using playful lip bismuth. "Looked like you were enjoying that," Lloyd remarked. Lloyd's fingers plopped a beeswax coated cigarette against half smiling mouth rims. The end of Wednesday's coffin nail illuminated. Lloyd's index and middle fingers yanked a burning paper tube away from his lips. The tips of Lloyd's first digit and thumb surrounded the rim of a paper cylinder. Lloyd lifted an upright cigarette body beside the tip of Hailey's cheek. "Do you want the rest?" Lloyd inquired. Trickles of porcelain tinted fumes escaped the ends of Lloyd's lips. Lloyd turned his head without looking away. He puffed out a dash of cigarette smoke. Tangerine nails spotting Hailey's fingers rested along ends of gloss coated lips. Emeralds searched chocolate brown fluffs through rectangular lenses. Hailey's fingers lifted above surfaces of carnation tinted oral rims. Hailey's tiny digits stood up in front of the tip of her nose. Hailey shook her head, slowly. Lloyd stepped beside his girlfriend. Sloppy, black sneakers parked beside camel tinted vinyl surrounding Hailey's insteps. Denim wads the color of soot floated above the surfaces of Lloyd's calves and thighs. Stripes like asphalt and cement were stretched around Lloyd's muscular pecks and biceps. Lloyd's fingers slipped beside blueberry yarn covering Hailey's wrist. The ends of Lloyd's thick digits surrounded tubes of warm flesh like velvet. Lloyd wove his knuckle grippers between Hailey's. He faced his Cammy. He lifted the remaining quarter inch of Wednesday's cigarette. A smoldering tobacco tube extended from the tips of Lloyd's thumb and pointer finger. "Wednesday, I'm 'bout to kill this," Lloyd explained. Wednesday stood next to the driver's side door of Lloyd's Cammy. Patches of paint like the planet Neptune spotted primered hatch steel. A glass rhombus the size of a coffee table erupted from the Cammy's cabin covering. The window edge closest to the engine slanted along a forty-five degree slope. The lower end of the driver's side window was longer than the top. Wednesday's pale digits poked out of raven black feathers surrounding her wrist. Wednesday's soft fingers rested along a patch of robin egg paint. A bicep wrapped with strawberry lacerations tightened underneath woven yarn strands. A forearm surrounded by eggplant finger marks ratcheted below a tube of fisherman's net. Wednesday swung her palm towards the body of Lloyd's Cammy. The driver's side door collided with faded paint coating the car's door frame. Ice chunks surrounding Wednesday's pupils gazed out of cracks separating damp eyelids. Sapphires attached to Wednesday's corneas stared at chocolate strands covering Lloyd's eyes. Wednesday licked ruby tinted beeswax coating her lips. "You were en-joyyy-ing that," Lloyd mused below mudded eye coals nesting Hailey's bicep. The shaggy trickster stoked tobacco embers, then offered them with humble pinchers. "Do you want the rest?" Lloyd aspirated using porcelain fumes. Hailey submitted mango talons clawing speech menthol and swiveled adoring cheek pine. Lloyd parked sloppy sneaker tarmac bracing denim soot beside Hailey's ballet caramel. Asphalt and cement t-shirt striations gripped the stout cavalier's pecks and biceps. Lloyd wove his mistress' finger worms and paraded Wednesday's smoldering cigarette. "Wednesday, I'm 'bout to kill this," the chocolate mopped maverick warmly shared. Hailey's mopy pal showcased Lloyd's Neptune spotted Cammy primer and sloped window. She nudged door steel with crow dusted digit cream and sifted eye mud with pupil ice. "Go ahead," Wednesday groaned. "I don't want it." A seven by seven foot frame surrounded a set of open double doors. Cracked pavement led to an entrance trimmed with bourbon stained sheet metal. Inside an old building, a rectangular box extended above a rusted door frame. A plastic sheet covered a container the size of a lunch box. Spaces like tall, capital letters were missing from the polystyrene cover. Slender character gaps spelled "EXIT". Tomato tinted light emanated from symbol shaped holes. A young man about fourteen years old stood inside the open door way. He was wearing a t-shirt the color of push broom bristles. An image of a giant pot leaf was printed across the body of the young man's top. Olive tinted leaves were forged along a cotton sheet the color of crow feathers. A pale face erupted from a black t-shirt rim. Shaggy strands like pumpkin pie dangled from an eggplant tinted yarn rim. A rainbow striped beanie was strapped over a narrow scalp. Plaid pants descended from the base of a pitch tinted shirt. The young man's britches were decorated with checks like porcelain and lady bug wings. Suede sheets the color of bat wings were stitched around narrow feet. Charcoal tinted mats were fastened to insteps of black sneakers. The youngster's back rested along sheet metal forming the edge of a door frame. Thin skin protecting a bony spine crushed raven tinted elastic on top of rusted tin. The young man's right hand sneaker flattened along a bourbon swirled surface. A paper tube as big around as a pencil dangled from the youthful man's skinny lips. Funnel shaped mist erupted from gravel tinted ash preceding a tissue paper column. Hailey, Wednesday, and Lloyd wandered past a set of open doors. Hailey and Lloyd entered side by side. Soles of camel tinted flats carried Hailey's pale calves across crumbling pavement. Sloppy sneakers propelled columns of denim knots above a surface of broken asphalt. Wednesday followed her friends. She paused along a stainless steel bracket fastened to the threshold of the door frame. Three inch spikes forged from charcoal shaded rubber collided with a three inch plate. Teardrop mats below the balls of Wednesday's feet mashed concrete dust. Wednesday looked beside her. Irises like shards of sea ice focused between bronze tinted eye flaps. Wednesday's eyes descended bands of tomato, tangerine, lemon, lime, blueberry, and plum tinted yarn. Rainbow stripes the width of magic markers were stretched around a head of shaggy hair. The young man bracing against the door frame looked up. A pale face below a roll of hard candy lifted off the surface of a bony chest. Irises like drops of pool water peered below peaceful eyebrows like pumpkin pie. Ivory plumes wafted from a paper tube hanging from the young man's loose lips. Hot vapor mixing with frosty warehouse gasses stank like skunk. Wednesday's pale chin rested along raven black fisherman's net surrounding her shoulder. Ice colored shutters gazed into pool water droplets. Ruby red lips peeled off of ivory tinted incisors. Wednesday was reminded of Ivy's car. "Go a-head," Wednesday somberly groaned. "I don't want it." Plastic box tomatoes seared "EXIT" above double door, frame rust and pavement cracks. Hailey's calf pine carried honey foot rims beside Lloyd's shoe scraps and denim soot. Wednesday braced cement remnants with heel spikes and ogled hard candy beanie bands. Amber knots eclipsed placid eye teal and cheek cream above cola t-shirt, pot leaves. Coal and ketchup flannel overlooked the vacuous doorway occupant's sneaker graphite. A crackling tissue pencil departed the youthful man's lengthy mouth frames. Flashes of bourbon shaded trim and camel tinted carpet invaded Wednesday's thoughts. Wednesday pictured Sammy's naked body kneeling in front of her. Skinny legs like cotton candy were wedged between Wednesday's buttermilk kneecaps. Flamingo tinted nightcrawlers sank into soft flesh forming Wednesday's thighs. Sammy's nails pierced Wednesday's slick skin. Wild irises like drops of bourbon stared below a head covered with short, golden spikes. A ghastly smirk creased Sammy's bony cheek. The young man's joint smelled like pot smoke filling the cabin of Ivy's Chrysalis. Wednesday's fingers explored a valley beside her collar bone. Shafts the color of pine flattened raven strands framing one inch sweater ports. Drops of tar coated the tips of Wednesday's apprehensive digits. Wednesday's head turned. Wednesday searched dimly lit space in front of her. Flashes of neon laser lights reflected from surfaces of undressed skin. Fluorescent rays illuminated plastic hoops and sticks hanging from flailing limbs. Wednesday didn't see Hailey or Lloyd, anywhere. Wednesday inhaled cool air between ruby tinted lips. She swallowed rubbery spit. "Shiiit--" Percussive blasts funneled into cartilage spirals forming Hailey's tiny ears. Thumps of bass pounded Hailey's auditory canals. Neon lasers pierced musty darkness. Lime green bursts, wine tinted flashes, and RGB rainbows irritated Hailey's pupils. Hailey's ocular flaps squeezed shut. Skin flaps brushed with raspberry eye shadow covered emerald shutters. The bridge of Hailey's nose wrinkled. Hailey lifted her right arm. A raven black strap swiveled Hailey's purse like a chandelier. A transparent bag hopped on quarter inch bands strapped around Hailey's right hip. Ivory stripes surrounding Hailey's pencil skirt glowed the color of glass cleaner. The tips of Hailey's thumb and pointer digit crushed the bridge of her nose. Tangerine nail polish refracted ultraviolet light the color of a neon road cone. Hailey's fingertips squeezed wadded flesh stacked between her eyes. Drops of tar collected near the right corners of Lloyd's eyes. Lloyd stared through a sheet of chocolate tinted strands. Skunky pot fumes conjured Sammy's fiery eyes and bony body thrashing Ivy's back seat. Wednesday recalled despair and ghastly leering while nails clawed her unclad skin. She wadded raven sweater knots packing her clavicle with apprehensive talon pitch. She searched flailing limbs sparked with neon lasers flaunting illuminated tubing. Percussive blasts plunged Hailey's ear spirals while vivid flashes seared her pupils. Hailey mashed nose pleats with neon nails while her purse beat dish soap hip stripes. "You okay, Hailey?!" Lloyd shouted. Raspberry stained eyelids peeled off of emerald shards surrounding Hailey's pupils. Hailey stared between espresso columns hanging from Lloyd's forehead. She gazed into her boyfriend's eyes. "You okay, Hailey?!" Lloyd hollered above repetitive DJ squawks. The lava sparked siren unsealed cherry eye flaps and found her boyfriend's iris tar. "My head is killing me," Hailey explained. Lloyd squinted. "My head is killing me," Hailey joylessly responded. "What?!!" Lloyd shouted. Tiny fingers toppled off pale wrinkles faceting the bridge of Hailey's nose. Mats beside Hailey's glasses' lenses gripped porcelain skin above her tiny nostrils. "What?!!" Lloyd shouted back. Hailey sloshed dimly lit sleeve fleece and gnashed agitated, bicuspid glass cleaner. "My head!" Hailey yelled back. Hailey licked carnation tinted gloss coating her lips. "It's *pounding*!!" Hailey slung irritated limbs in front of dimly lit chest yarn. Tubes the color of blueberry skin floated on currents of musty air. Sweater sleeves like the night sky shuffled along Hailey's forearms and wrists. Eyebrows shaded like pumpkin pie pointed at the inner corners of Hailey's eyes. Gloss coated lips peeled off teeth glowing the color of dish soap. "What-- *is* that video game sounding shit?!!" Hailey shouted. A smirk creased Lloyd's dimly lit cheek. Periodic laser light illuminated a half smile below Lloyd's messy hair. "My HEAD!!" the agitated vixen screeched. "It's *powwwnding*!!" Hailey popped concrete points with plum fired ballet vinyl framing her instep lemon. "What-- *is* that video game sounding shit?!!" Lime lasers flashed a smirk splitting Lloyd's cheek under his coffee scalp fluffs. "It's ravin' music!" Lloyd screamed. "It's cool!!" Hailey faced forward. She stared between edges of dimly lit body parts. Silhouettes were surrounded by lemon, sherbet, eggplant, champagne, and poppy tinted hoops. Poorly lit limbs swirled through suspended puffs of artificial mist. Hailey spotted a glowing, tangerine tinted bucket dancing on top of a DJ's head. A grinning face adorning a neon column gazed at Hailey's emerald eye shutters. Hailey spotted plywood boxes the size of small refrigerators below a foldout table. Hailey studied grills made from decreasing sizes of stainless steel hoops. Bass thumps and cymbal crashes erupted from twelve inch speaker cones behind mirror hoops. The DJ smacked the surface of a turntable. A drum track stopped playing. Repeating triangle waves squawked, continuously. The DJ's highlighter digits collected along a steel box below spinning vinyl. Masculine fingers wandered towards the end of a turntable surface. Recordings of copper disc taps increased in volume. A sequence of triangle screeches continued playing through dimly lit tweeters. Hailey's ear drums felt like they were being poked with pencil points. The DJ tapped a button beside his right hand turntable. The drum track resumed playing. The anonymous music generator decreased the volume of continuous cymbal smacks. Strands of molten lava flowed down the left edge of Hailey's scalp. Shoulder length hair like tangerine peel dangled beside Hailey's pale cheek. Hailey's porcelain face swiveled. Hailey found Lloyd's coal tinted irises below a fountain of chocolate strands. Hailey shook her head. "It's ravin' music!" Lloyd yelled between slender lip arcs. "It's cooool!!" Hailey spotted a citrus DJ face bucket beyond sloshing limb, glow hoops and fake fog. The noise maker silenced his turntable drum track, then swelled ambient cymbal taps. Triangle squawks rolling copper beats drilled Hailey's ear drums like pencil points. The neon smiler resumed recorded thumps, prompting Hailey to swivel disgusted cheeks. "I don't think I like it!" Hailey shouted. Shaggy, coffee tinted eyebrows lifted above the peaks of Lloyd's eye sockets. Lloyd tilted his head. He shrugged. "I don't think I *like* it!" the magma ignited mistress belted from dulled lip gloss. Lloyd probed considerate upper eyelids and shrugged ivory sparked deltoid striations. "Those sounds--!" Lloyd yelled back. "You know-- they're actually kind of interesting!?" Lloyd licked slender mouth rims. "Do you know what an oscillator is?!" Hailey gazed through glass rectangles hanging in front of her eyes. She inhaled a cold, dark breath. "Those sounds--!" Hailey's espresso mopped stallion screamed. "You know, they're actually a popular STAPLE-- in electronics!? Do you know about-- oscillators?!!" Hailey searched eggplant scorched optic rectangles and siphoned an agitated breath. "Huhh??!" Hailey shouted. Lloyd stepped beside his girlfriend. Lloyd mashed a streaked shirt sleeve on top of Hailey's navy blue bicep fleece. Smoke tinted stripes surrounding Lloyd's shirt reflected pearl pigmented black light. Lloyd laid his temple along a sheet of neon locks framing Hailey's cheek. Lloyd's head collapsed a chocolate curtain along a surface of molten lava. Lloyd lifted a set of walnut tinted forearms. He spread dimly lit digits in front of his and his girlfriend's chests. "Wahht??!" Lloyd's tangerine stranded damsel blared. Lloyd cooked temple chocolate with Hailey's noggin lava and flaunted digit molasses. "You know about-- saw tooth waves?!" Lloyd screamed. Lloyd's face swiveled. Lloyd studied pale skin covering Hailey's forehead. Thin flesh above Hailey's eye sockets wrinkled. Eyebrows dimmed the color of rust lifted above transparent crystals. Lloyd spotted emerald shutters floating near the tops of Hailey's corneas. "You've studied, like-- saw tooth waveforms?!" the persistent maverick requisitioned. Lloyd spotted brow rust hurdling Hailey's glasses and emeralds topping her corneas. "You mean, like-- in calculus!?!" Hailey shouted back. Foreign fingers squeezed between Lloyd's t-shirt sleeve and Hailey's shoulder yarn. Digits illuminated by neon lasers emerged from a crevice separating Hailey and Lloyd's arms. Nicotine stained fingernails were illuminated like highlighter ink. Aggressive limbs divided Hailey and Lloyd's shoulders and hips. Hoops like lemon, tangerine, strawberry, avocado, and blue raspberry adorned passing flesh. Neon rings surrounding unknown body segments battered Hailey and Lloyd's dimly lit flesh. Lloyd scooted away from his girlfriend. Hailey hopped backwards. "Ah!" Hailey shrieked. "Shit!!" A space Hailey and her boyfriend inhabited became overrun by raging teenagers. Twenty young men and women poured into a fifteen foot space. Poorly illuminated strangers began shuffling and crashing into each other. Hailey was shoved away from her boyfriend. She collided with cold, rusted tin covering a wall. Hailey collapsed on top of thin metal forming one inch ridges. Hailey's shoulder blades crushed blueberry tinted yarn along ice cold slats. Tips of timid fingers sank into amber shaded dust coating the wall. Emeralds gazed from rectangular crystals surrounding the bridge of Hailey's nose. Jade tinted shards wandered to the opposite corners of Hailey's eyes. Hailey didn't see her boyfriend anywhere. She searched puffs of artificial fog. Airborne mist was illuminated by flashing lights the color of a red onion. Hailey inhaled damp air between gloss coated lips. "L-Lloyd?!" Hailey shouted. Eye shutters forged from blue jay feathers stared into space. Periodic, tomato flashes illuminated irises the color of glass cleaner. Eyelids brushed with peach tinted makeup surrounded dish soap droplets. Long, raven black eyelashes extended from sweet potato flesh flaps. Slender eyebrows the color of crow feathers flattened peaks of somber eye sockets. The tip of Allie's nose extended an inch below her exhausted eyes. The warehouse was dim other than dancing lasers and fluorescent black light. The peak of Allie's teensy honker reflected a point of lavender radiation. Plum tinted phosphorescence collected along soft skin covering Allie's cheek bones and chin. Pale skin protecting the remainder of Allie's face was darkened the color of peanut butter. Crimson beeswax coating Allie's lips appeared the color of roofing tar. Crow feather bangs dangled in front of Allie's forehead. Raven tinted strands were chopped a quarter inch above Allie's slender eyebrows. Threads like crow feathers sprouted from the middle of Allie's scalp. The ends of Allie's hair curled towards her throat. Tips of matted strands tickled peanut butter skin protecting Allie's neck. A silk shirt collar reflected ultraviolet light the color of ibuprofen liquid gels. Matching silk tubes surrounded biceps and forearms folded below tomato sized tits. Images of olive tinted vines surrounded sleeves the color of glass cleaner. Dimly lit coils wandered along illuminated fabric covering Allie's chest. Dark green arcs disappeared into bases of tulips the color of ivory. Shadow colored flower bulbs faded and became carnation pink. "You mean, like-- in calculus!?!" the seismic stranded mermaid excitedly blared. Lemon, lime, orange, and cherry arm hoop lights split Hailey and Lloyd's bicep linen. "Ah! Shit!!" Hailey fumbled past jolted lip menthol. The frantic ginger popped wall rust with ozone fleece and scoured raging teenagers. Hailey sifted ruby flashed fog using pupil jade embedding her angular optic crystals. "L-Lloyyyd??" the cinnamon damsel nervously hooted. Tomato glints sparked pupil teal parting eye peaches above Allie's upright nose plum. Crow feather bangs overarched umber cheeks and speech tar between soot scalp drapes. Allie's glowing, flower printed blouse was strapped around her trim waist. Pale skin below a seam along Allie's breast bone reflected lavender black light. A silk stomach tube the color of glass cleaner sank into Allie's elastic skirt rim. A charcoal sheet stretched across Allie's upper legs became a fabric hoop surrounding her knees. Soft calves reflecting lavender light descended into black, leather flats. Eighth inch strips connected the toes of Allie's shoes to edges of leather insteps. Ivory stitches decorating raven black cow hide reflected radiation the color of dish soap. Allie gazed between rows of dimly lit arms. Lemon, lime, strawberry, tangerine, and plum tinted hoops decorated alien biceps and wrists. Allie spotted Hailey. Blue jay shutters studied strands of molten lava flowing out of Hailey's scalp. Hailey's cheeks and the lenses of her glasses reflected plum tinted radiation. Hailey's jaw swiveled above a yarn donut the color of indigo. Her pale precipice rotated. Hailey faced an area near the front of the warehouse. Hair like tangerine spaghetti swirled along the edges of Hailey's face. Neon strands battered Hailey's eggplant illuminated throat. Gwen's suede insteps parked beside glass cleaner stitches decorating Allie's flats. Fluffs poking out of Gwen's boots reflected light the color of lavender petals. The tips of Gwen's cheeks, nose, and chin phosphoresced like eggplant skin. Gwen's violet decorated face floated through dimly lit space. Gwen's right hand facial curves paused beside the left edge of Allie's face. Lips coated with cherry red gloss glowed the color of an orange peel. Neon mouth rims peeled off of incisors refracting glass cleaner rays. Shutters like flakes of gold focused below long, raven black eyebrows. The inner points of Gwen's ocular stripes pointed at her lavender tinted nose. Vine pitch wound cyan trunk, tulip coals under collar points and flamingo neck silk. Waist and knee slate wrap topped lilac calves packing dish soap sutured ballet cocoa. Allie spotted Hailey's eggplant cheeks and eye screens above citrus, alien arm hoops. The colorful vixen swirled tangerine scalp spaghetti along blueberry throat fleece. Gwen seated lavender lined, suede ozone beside her sidekick's shoe stitch toothpaste. She split mango gloss with dish soap chiclets and crumpled eye gold with raven brows. "There's the slut, now!" Gwen shouted above DJ music. Allie swallowed nervously. Allie's pale face swiveled above the end of her slender neck. Blue jay shutters below crow tinted bangs focused on Gwen's lavender cheeks. Gwen's plum reflecting face rotated. Gold coins gazed into drops of glass cleaner between Allie's eyelids. "Well, wudda you know?!" Gwen yelled. Allie stared into Gwen's glowing, hazel eyes. Gold faceted pupils wandered to the right hand corners of Gwen's eyes. Gwen looked over her shoulder. "Hey-- dispshits!!" Gwen called. Hailey was near the front of the warehouse. Hailey's head was killing her. Rubber mats shaped like glass soda bottles were attached to the bottoms of Hailey's flats. Dimly lit platforms ground particles of loose sand along chunks of wobbly concrete. Camel tinted shoe vinyl reflected ultraviolet light the color of lavender petals. Navy blue suede bordering Hailey's feet was darkened like the night sky. Matching lace strips formed tiny bows beside Hailey's cow hide toe hems. Hailey's shins and the tops of her feet phosphoresced like eggplant peel. Lime green laser bands spiraled down Hailey's calves like barber pole stripes. Lighted threads like kiwi flesh descended Hailey's plum pigmented ankles. Neon projections continued along Hailey's insteps like conveyer belt perforations. Elastic fabric decorated with quarter inch bands stretched around Hailey's knees. Charcoal and ivory stripes coated the surfaces of Hailey's thighs. Porcelain tinted striations gripped Hailey's kneecaps, upper legs, and waist. Quartz pencil skirt streaks reflected black light the color of glass cleaner. The upper rim of Hailey's dress disappeared below a leather belt buckled around her stomach. A bourbon tinted strap one inch wide secured an elastic tube above Hailey's hips. A dimly lit trunk column dangled from a toroid of matching neck yarn. A midnight blue sweater descended from a three inch thick donut surrounding Hailey's neck. Crocheted strands formed a soft blanket floating above Hailey's breasts and stomach. Indigo yarn tubes emerged from the shoulders of Hailey's crop top sweater. Hailey's biceps dangled from her ribs. Hailey extended her forearms side by side in front of her chest. Hailey's palms mashed fluffy sweater sleeves below the apples of her cheeks. Hailey's tiny fingers extended from wadded yarn tubes. Teensy digits reflecting eggplant rays burrowed underneath Hailey's glasses lenses. Tangerine dots sank into raspberry makeup decorating Hailey's eyelids. Neon orange fingernail caps lifted crystal ocular rectangles. Eyebrows like pumpkin pie filling crushed the tips of Haileys' tiny digits. A lavender refraction the size of a drink coaster adorned Hailey's forehead. Unlit skin protecting the top of Hailey's face was shaded like melted caramel. Curtains of molten lava erupted from Hailey's scalp. Strands of magma flowed out of Hailey's temples. Tangerine pasta surrounded edges of frustrated fingers. A band like licorice dangled from dark blue yarn covering Hailey's right shoulder. Gold plated clips hung from ends of artificial leather. Brass plated hooks suspended a clear, plastic bag the size of an index card. Half inch, licorice tinted strips surrounded the top and bottom of Hailey's tiny purse. A transparent hand bag rested along bright blue rings strapped around Hailey's hip. Plastic makeup cases reflected ultraviolet light through see through purse walls. "Therrre's the slut, *now*!" the hateful hussy hissed using cabbage cheek points. "Well, wudda you know?!!" Gwen seared Allie's blue raspberry peepers before checking her shoulder diamond dots. "Hey-- DIP-shits!!" Hailey crunched sand with grape ballet vinyl flaunting midnight frames and toe bows. Lime light, barber stripes descended Hailey's fuchsia sparked calves and insteps. Teal skirt streaks embedded broad belt bourbon escaping her blueberry stomach facets. Hailey nested achy cheeks with palm yarn and tilled cherry eyelids with carrot claws. Forehead caramel framed a lavender drink coaster between magma temple strands. Shoulder licorice holstered ultravoilet makeup cases filling Hailey's crystal purse. Red, canvas shoes parked beside tan vinyl surrounding Hailey's right foot. Sutured rhombuses forged from tomato tinted fabric poked out of teal jean cuffs. Toe covers, rubber mats, and nylon laces reflected light the color of glass cleaner. Stacks of light blue denim phosphoresced the color of seaweed. Charcoal sneakers balanced beside Hailey's left hand shoe. Groups of three slanted strips were stitched to pitch tinted insteps. Trios of ivory tinted vinyl were sutured beside shoelaces the color of asphalt. Crooked rectangles like empty divisors reflected ultraviolet light resembling lavender petals. One inch thick platforms glowed like the surface of a fresh eggplant. Columns of charcoal denim were wadded along necks of suede footwear. Plastic mesh forming the rear of Kyle's ball cap stretched over his forehead. Polystyrene hat frames the size of bead holes reflected tomato tinted flashes. Auburn coils poked out of a two inch gap separating poppy red mesh. A plastic belt secured Kyle's hat across pale skin protecting the top of his face. Curls like peanut butter surrounded Kyle's auditory ridges. Gold rings hanging from Kyle's left earlobe repeated pulses the color of lady bug wings. Drops of bourbon studied Hailey's tiny fingers from the left corners of Kyle's eyes. Thick eyebrows like pumpkin pie smears flattened the peaks of Kyle's eye sockets. Kyle's pupils watched tangerine caps mashing raspberry eyelids below rectangular crystals. Thin, salmon shaded lips wandered to the right edge of Kyle's face. Strands extending from Cole's scalp reflected radiation the color of plum pulp. Dim sections of Cole's shaggy locks tickled the middle of his scrawny neck. Non-illuminated areas of Cole's hair were darkened the color of molasses. Two inch circles of glass surrounded Cole's long, skinny nose. The right hand edges of Cole's glasses lenses refracted tomato glints, periodically. Slivers of rust surrounding Cole's pupils occupied two inch discs. Circular crystals were separated by a silver plated rod a quarter inch thick. Middles of copper tinted shutters wandered to the right edges of Cole's glasses lenses. The whites of Cole's eyes were visible beside rims of rust shaded irises. Quarter inch pupils studied lava tinted strands flowing beside a gold plated dowel. The trombone shaded reed extended from the left lens of Hailey's glasses. Magnified ocular ports followed arcs forming circular crystals. Cole's two inch eye pennies descended blueberry yarn fluffs blanketing Hailey's biceps. The sleeves of Hailey's sweater appeared the color of the night sky. Pupils like pencil erasers studied tangerine nails behind Hailey's glasses lenses. Hailey's tiny fingertips sank into skin flaps concealing her eyes. Cole bobbed his head. Eggplant and molasses fluffs shuffled along the edges of Cole's bony cheeks. Thin lips peeled off of incisors the color of glass cleaner. Ruby shoe canvas with teal laces and tips parked jean seaweed by Hailey's plum flats. Sneaker coal with eggplant mats and tridents braced denim soot near her obverse foot. Amber curls escaped Kyle's reverse ball cap claret and framed his left ear hoop gold. The snarky playboy analyzed Hailey's neon ocular mashers using bourbon pupil facets. Lilac and molasses contoured hair threads tickled Cole's cheek points and neck taffy. Vision rust occupying the edges of his optic coasters sifted Hailey's dim jowel arcs. Cole skimmed scalp lava and midnight sweater slats, then sloshed humble noggin wine. "You okay?!" Cole shouted above thumps of bass. "What's up!?!" Hailey's fingers glided off of her aching eyelids. Swirled digit grips sanded Hailey's soft cheeks. The ends of Hailey's palm shafts rested along carnation gloss coating her lips. Emerald quarters wandered to the left corners of Hailey's eyes. Jade shutters studied two inch pennies popping out of Cole's thin face. Hailey flattened porcelain knuckle shanks along glowing stripes stretched around her hips. "You okay?!" the hapless pervert shouted above bass thumps. Hailey clawed lip bismuth with tortured finger embers and greeted Cole with eye gems. "What?!!" Hailey yelled back. Kyle's impatient digits swatted phosphorescent mist in front of Hailey's pale cheeks. "What?!!" the miserable mermaid strenuously hollered. Kyle swatted phosphorescent vapor misting Hailey's cheek pine with impatient digits. "Ignore that-- fuckin' freak!" Kyle screamed. Hailey's eggplant illuminated face swiveled. Emerald irises wandered towards right edges of rectangular lenses. Eyebrows like strands of caramel pointed towards the bridge of Hailey's nose. Pumpkin pie smears lifted above Kyle's eye sockets. Kyle's poorly lit cheeks floated towards Hailey's. Drops of bourbon adorning Kyle's corneas gazed at jade coins. "He's a sex fiend!!" Kyle shouted. The corners of Hailey's eyes crinkled. Raspberry tinted eye flaps covered Hailey's emerald irises. Caramel slivers lifted off of Hailey's eye sockets. Hailey shook her head. She extended sets of tiny fingers in front of her chest. Hailey shook violet reflecting digits in front of indigo yarn covering her breasts. Emeralds behind Hailey's glasses studied two inch pennies covering Cole's eyes. "Ignorrre-- that fuckin' freak!" Kyle hatefully boasted. Hailey greeted Kyle's optic scotch with lavender cheeks and silicate veiled eye jade. "He's a sex fiend! YOU don't wanna know a guy like *that*!!" Hailey pleated vapid temples, then sloshed nail embers and probed Cole's pupil discs. "How can you *stand* this?!?" Hailey shouted. Hailey pointed out a DJ area in front of her chest using pale fingertip groups. She separated agonized, plum tinted digits. "It's like the same three notes-- over and over!!" Hailey's lavender palm shafts burrowed underneath the lenses of her glasses. Hailey sank tangerine nails into raspberry makeup coating her eye flaps. Frustrated digits glided off of Hailey's plum pigmented cheeks. Hailey shook frustrated, violet reflecting palms in front of her chest. "And, my head is killing me!!" Hailey shrieked. Cole studied neon orange spaghetti hanging from Hailey's temple. Cole's magnified eyelids gripped the tops and bottoms of his pupils. Cole leaned forward. He spotted a rectangular bottle made of glass. The flask shaped vial extended from Kyle's thick fingers. A vertical label like a banana peel was stuck to the bottle's transparent surface. A chocolate brown rhombus was drawn on top of a dandelion tinted sticker. Dark brown pegs extended from the corners of a rectangular image. White, uppercase letters spelling "MAYER" occupied espresso ink. Smaller characters formed "ASPIRIN" below the coffee pigmented icon. Cole looked up. The left ends of Cole's lips curled into a smirk. Cole acknowledged Hailey's magma head filaments using his scalp. "How can you *stand* this?!?" the frustrated mistress impatiently posed. "It's like-- the same three notes, over and o-verrr!" Hailey raked miserable, raspberry ocular flaps and shuffled orchid finger knots. "And, my head is KILLING ME!!" Cole sifted Hailey's lava scalp spaghetti with iris penny saucers topping his cheeks. He scanned "MAYER" and "ASPIRIN" cream heading Kyle's coffee and banana vial sticker. "You should give her an aspirin, yo!!" Cole suggested. Kyle looked past transparent crystals in front of Hailey's eyes. He studied two inch pennies erupting from Cole's bony face. Fluffs the color of pumpkin pie compressed Kyle's eye sockets. "You should give her an aspirin, yo!!" Cole excitedly suggested. Kyle overlooked Hailey's optic bricks and prodded his sidekick's rusty eye frisbees. "Huh?!!" Kyle shouted back. Kyle looked down. He studied a silicate flask poking out of his right hand fingers. "Oh!" "What?!!" the agitated schemer fired back. Kyle scoured bluebonnet torched tablets packing his transparent medicine container. "You've got aspirin!?!" Hailey screamed above saw tooth oscillations. Hailey studied a glass bottle hanging from Kyle's digits. The container was shaped like a travel sized vial of mouth wash. Brows like lines of caramel flattened Hailey's eye sockets. "Of-- all things??!" Kyle studied his fingers. Kyle's thick digits spun an aluminum cap like a chocolate cookie. An espresso cover swiveled off a column of glass threads. "You've got aspirin?!" Hailey warmly vocalized above saw tooth oscillations. "Of-- all things?!" Kyle swirled chocolate cookie, cap aluminum using cheerful finger bratwursts. "That's what the *bottle* says!!" Kyle yelled back. Cole clamped long fingers on top of grinning lips. Eggplant eye flaps two inches wide sealed Cole's rust faceted irises. Cole squeezed excited giggles into the surface of his palm. Kyle tapped Hailey's prune juice palm pillows using glass aspirin bottle threads. A tablet like a mint candy sank into Hailey's velvet hand dermis. "MAYER" was pressed into a surface like elliptical porcelain. The iconic characters were stamped vertically and horizontally, forming a cross. The tiny caplet glowed like a drop of glass cleaner. Hailey studied a tablet the size of a shirt button occupying her lavender palm. She squinted. "Well, that's what the *bottle* says!!" the affectionate prankster warmly belted. Cole wrung cackling lip taffy with lengthy fingers and knotted lilac eye flap images. Hailey ogled flask threads toppling a "MAYER" crossed caplet along her eggplant palm. "Just one?!" Hailey shrieked. Hailey looked into Kyle's bourbon ocular drops. "Kinda stingy, don't you think!?!" Kyle studied a glowing tablet adorning Hailey's soft skin. Salmon shaded lips wandered to the left edge of Kyle's face. Kyle popped the heel of Hailey's palm using silicate topper swirls. A second caplet dropped beside the first. Hailey stared at tablets like drops of dish soap. "Thank you sooo much!!" Hailey yelled above clattering cymbals. Hailey lifted her fingers. She catapalted ecstasy beebees between lips coated with carnation gloss. Kyle spun a chocolate cover on top of an aspirin bottle. "Just one?!" the tangerine sprouted maiden demanded using lavender face pleats. "Kinda-- stingy, don't you think!?" Kyle scanned Hailey's hand pillows, then shyly shared a second dish soap droplet. "Thank you sooo much!!" Hailey beamed before firing ecstasy between glossed lips. "Surrre!" Kyle shouted back. "It was meant to be!!" Cole's grinning lips lifted off of thin skin covering his palm. Cole pointed eggplant facial features away from Hailey's emerald eye shutters. Cole's fingertips squeezed below the lenses of his glasses. Ends of bony digits sank into Cole's sealed eyelids. Cole shook with deceptive chuckles. Hailey searched Kyle's brandy eye shutters. She lifted inquisitive palms in front of her chest. "Surrre!" Kyle grated across reassuring lip arcs. "It was meant to be!!" Cole clawed chuckling face lavender while Hailey hoisted inquisitive, carrot talons. "You guys know someone named Josh Griffin!?!" Hailey asked. Kyle slipped a Mayer aspirin flask into the pocket of his jeans. He focused on Hailey's emerald ocular facets. He shrugged. "You guys know someone named Josh Griffin?!" the ginger doe requisitioned. Kyle pocketed his Mayer aspirin vial and responded with shrugging shoulder graphite. "Nope!" Kyle yelled back. "Never heard of him!!" Hailey looked beside her left shoulder. Two inch rust discs gazed back. Cole's thin lips worked a ghastly smirk into a reasonable smile. Cole's grinning teeth reflected ultraviolet light like ibuprofen gel caps. "Nope!" the deceptive pill dispenser called out. "Never *heard* of him!!" Cole molded a ghastly smirk into grinning teeth teal and swiveled grape hair fluffs. "Nah!" Cole screamed. Cole shuffled plum tinted cheeks back and forth. "Never *heard* of that guy!!" A lit cigarette dangled from Lloyd's lips. The quarter inch nicotine tube reflected light the color of kids' toothpaste. Dimly lit paper between salmon tinted mouth rims surrounded a chunk of cellulose. Vapors escaping the tip of Lloyd's cigarette glowed like glass cleaner. Lloyd's hair strands reflected laser bursts the color of lime peel. Unlit scalp fluffs were shaded like licorice candy. Soot tinted chunks concealed the upper half of Lloyd's face. A smoldering stick poked out of Lloyd's margarita illuminated cheeks. Half inch stripes surrounded Lloyd's biceps, chest, and stomach. Ash grey bands glowed like strips of porcelain. Every other shirt streak was dimmed the color of a tuxedo jacket. Lloyd's elbows and forearms refracted radiation the color of cucumber flesh. Lloyd's pale fingers yanked a glass cleaner tube away from his lips. Lloyd exhaled a funnel of cigarette smoke. He formed an "o" using his lengthy mouth rims. Lloyd kissed empty air. A bright blue smoke ring escaped dimly lit oral extents. Lloyd spotted his girlfriend twenty feet away. Hailey's neon orange hair stuck out like a sore thumb. Lloyd studied a head full of shoulder length spaghetti. Strands refracting tangerine radiation hopped on top of Hailey's slender scalp. Hailey looked like she was dancing. Lloyd squinted. Hailey accompanied a young lady near the warehouse DJ. A raven black tank top hung from the unknown girl's slender shoulders. Ivory tinted artwork was printed across the young mistress' shirt. Luminescent arcs and elliptical dots sank into the unknown vixon's upper body. Graphics molded around the young female's breasts and stomach reflected violet rays. Eggplant embellishments formed the face of a cartoon cat. Arms like swooping limestone froze during a drum beat peak. Lighted ropes like peacock feathers surrounded extremeties reflecting pearl tinted radiation. The young lady's upper limbs abandoned an Egyptian stance after a quarter second. The girl's pale fingers assumed positions beside her denim wrapped hips. Porcelain digits and arm segments mirrored their original positions. A crow tinted curtain dangled from lime, plum, tangerine, and lemon glow sticks. Raven black strands swerved beside hot pink tubes forming glasses frames. Lighted, flamingo pipes bordered the young lady's dark irises. Bubble gum sticks disappeared behind ivory ear swirls. Calves the color of cucumber flesh disappeared into glass cleaner sneakers. The young lady's footwear surrounded a space the width of her hips. Toes of athletic shoes pointed left a quarter second later. The young lady's pickle juice biceps and wrists repositioned, simultaneously. "Nahhh!" the ragged scarecrow recklessly mustered. "Never heard of *that* guy!!" Lloyd blazed glass cleaner tobacco mist underneath lime scorched, forehead licorice. He carried ivory seared peck stripes and yanked a cancer stick parting his lip ham. He exhaled a mist funnel, then emitted cyan smoke rings by kissing warehouse gasses. He spotted his girlfriend's sloshing hair lava and crumpled curious brow chocolate. Hailey joined a young lady packing violet flared t-shirt vinyl forging a cartoon cat. The grooving damsel posed arm pearls bundled with peacock lights during drum beats. She traded an Egyptian stance to pat hip denim before reversing her original posture. Crow plumes lacing noggin glow sticks draped flamingo frames riding ivory ear swirls. Calf kiwis planted hip width tennis shoe sapphires, then swiveled them after a pause. Hailey's lavender reflecting flats copied bright blue sneakers. Hailey and the unknown madam's footwear lifted off of crooked concrete. Phosphorescent instep coverings swooped like golf clubs. Rubber shoe soles connected with left hand palms. Hailey and the mystery lady pivoted tricky feet the opposite direction. The girls' doppleganger carpal dermis hammered their ankles. Hailey's head swiveled left. The dark haired gal parked a slender chin above her right shoulder. Emeralds gazed at chocolate drops framed with flamingo tubes. Lighted hoops dangled from Hailey's slender neck. Drifting lime, tangerine, and plum donuts surrounded a yarn toroid. Hailey and the licorice haired lady parked luminescent footwear beyond shapely hips. They suspended undressed kneecaps in front of swiveling hind curves. Hailey's plastic purse dangled from a charcoal strap gripping her shoulder. Her hand bag hopped on glass cleaner stripes surrounding her right, upper leg curves. The girls glided planted footwear in front of shifting pelvis sockets. They replaced stabilized plantar sculptures with glowing counterparts. They shuffled rear positioned shoe soles below wandering leg frames. They lifted front facing footwear. Hailey parked her phosphorescent knee flesh in front of glass cleaner stripes. The dark haired girl straightened dimly lit thigh denim in front of her hips. The girls cycled their feet in time with DJ manufactured drum beats. Hailey and the licorice haired lady walked in place, backwards. Lloyd watched rubber mats shaped like glass soda bottles. The camel tinted pads were attached to his girlfriend's narrow flats. Hailey's calves and thighs proceeded like they were riding a bike in reverse. Hailey and her dance partner's feet landed on cracked concrete. The girls swiveled on the toes of their footwear. Hailey faced her boyfriend. She and the dark haired lady cycled ultraviolet refracting leg segments. They looked like they were running in place. Hailey's sparkling emeralds gazed through glass rectangles. Tomato flashes surrounded transparent crystals every half second. Gloss coated lips below Hailey's tiny nose curled into a smile. Hailey copied phosphorescent kicks by slapping lilac golf club flats two directions. She eyed tickled, chocolate irises above citrus neck hoops by checking her shoulder. The girls scissored neon legs before forwarding rear foot mats and hoisting one knee. They inverted the process, causing Hailey's plastic purse to beat her teal hip marks. Lloyd observed his spicy mistress backpeddling while she formed a tulip glazed smile. "Hi, Lloyd!!" Hailey shouted above triangle waves and cymbal crashes. "Wassuuup!?!" A lit cigarette hung out of Lloyd's thin lips. Dashes of ivory tinted smoke exited Lloyd's nostrils. Porcelain tobacco mist reflected ultraviolet light the color of glass cleaner. "Hi, Lloyd!" Hailey beamed above DJ triangle waves and cymbal crashes. "Wassuhhhp?!" Lloyd dangled a cautious cancer stick and exhaled glass cleaner mist from his nose. "Haileyy-- what the fuck?!!" Lloyd screamed back. Lloyd's right hand fingers yanked a nicotine chute away from his lips. Dimly lit eyelids collapsed along the tops and bottoms of Lloyd's pupils. "What are you doing over here?!?" Hailey looked beside her. The dark haired girl bonked the floor using a dish soap heel. She lifted an athletic sneaker behind a lemonade calf. She drove the toe of her shoe into broken cement. The lady beside Hailey rotated cucumber reflecting cheeks. Drops of pitch glanced at translucent crystals surrounding Hailey's nose. Hailey licked carnation gloss coating her lips. "Hailey-- what the fuck are you do-eeeng!?" the dumbfounded maverick hollered. Hailey watched her auburn cohort bouncing teal kicks before urging her cornea pitch. "Pretty sure it's called-- 'the running man'!" Hailey shouted back. Hailey squinted. "Right?!" The licorice haired girl nodded. Lloyd lifted his palms in front of porcelain stripes surrounding his chest. Glass cleaner mist escaped a cigarette poking out of Lloyd's fingers. "Pretty sure it's called-- 'the running man'!" Lloyd's cinnamon doe shouted back. "Riiight?!" "Do you *know* this girl!!?" Lloyd shrieked. The balls of Hailey's feet bounced during recorded drum thumps. Hailey shrugged. "Do you *know* this girl!?" Lloyd ominously demanded. Hailey shuffled lavender scorched ballet vinyl and rocked midnight shoulder fleece. "Uhhh-- *I* dunno!" Hailey belched. A wrist and bicep surrounded by midnight yarn swayed in front of Hailey's chest. Digits like cucumber flesh extended from Hailey's sweater sleeve. Fingertips dabbed with tangerine acrylic snatched Lloyd's cigarette. The mystery gal directed shuffling palm extensions towards cartoon chest embellishments. "*I* dunno!" the tangerine stranded maiden excitedly shrilled. Hailey snatched Lloyd's cigarette dish soap while her cohort signaled a t-shirt cat. "I'm Jill!" Hailey's counterpart shouted. Jill cycled highlighter lower limbs in front of comical kitten artwork. She pointed at her dancing, sweat coated cheeks. "*I'm* good people! No worries!" Lloyd looked beside him. Hailey plopped a paper cylinder against her gloss coated lips. Coals behind Lloyd's asphalt locks studied tar drops between flamingo frames. "I'm Jill!" the lemon seared foxtrotter announced before acknowledging cheek sweat. "I'm *good* people! No worries!!" "Why is my girlfriend dancing with you?!?" Lloyd yelled. Jill shrugged naked shoulders beside a slender neck. She tapped the heel of her right shoe against cracked concrete. She aimed bright blue toe rubber at the floor. "Why is my girlfriend dancing with you?!" Lloyd yelled at Jill's flamingo eye frames. "*I* don't know!!" Jill screamed back. "Who cares?! She's fuckin' *great* at it!" Jill licked dimly lit lips the color of a skillet. Licorice tinted eyebrows lifted above Jill's glowing eye whites. "She just-- walked up and started copying meee! It's fuckin' awesome!!" Lloyd found emerald shutters behind the lenses of his girlfriend's glasses. Strands of lava shuffled along the apples of Hailey's lavender cheeks. Hailey exhaled a tube of cigarette smoke from her gloss coated lips. Porcelain exhaust reflected ultraviolet light the color of peacock feathers. Jill shuffled bright blue sneakers like she was walking on the moon. Lloyd lifted thick digits like bodies of highlighter pens. He surrounded Hailey's chin with his index finger and thumb. He tilted his girlfriend's head between her shuffling shoulders. Hailey cycled her feet like she was running in place. Lloyd studied emerald shards fastened to his girlfriend's corneas. Hailey's pupils were as big around as dinner plates. A quiver like a slow moving whiplash ascended Hailey's thighs. Frosty shivers traveled Hailey's dancing spinal nerves. Tiny hairs stood up along the back of Hailey's neck. Hailey slipped velvet jaw hide away from her boyfriend's fingers. She sank the apple of her cheek into warm skin pillows forming Lloyd's palm. Hailey's emerald shutters gazed from peaks of oblong ocular crystals. Pupils the size of quarters penetrated shiny coals attached to Lloyd's corneas. Raspberry eye flaps collapsed in front of Hailey's dilated irises. Pomegranate covers separated. Hailey's eggplant finger shafts manifested beside Lloyd's cheek. Tangerine spotted digits plopped Lloyd's cigarette between his lips. Jill admired Hailey's fluid limb puppeteering between sloshing licorice strands. She swiveled cucumber refracting cheeks. "*I* don't know!" Jill belted while heel striking concrete rubble. "Who cares?! She's fuckin' GREAT at it!!" The licorice stranded mistress lapped skillet shaded lips and sprang brow graphite. "She just-- walked up and started copying meee! It's fuckin' awesome!!" Lloyd watched Hailey expel peacock tobacco fumes under crystal filtered vision jade. He admired Jill moonwalking before tipping Hailey's chin and sifting dilated peepers. A lumbar spasm sprouted her rear neck hairs and grazed Lloyd's palm with face velvet. Lloyd's ginger hen probed his cornea coals by sifting oblong lenses with pupil dimes. She sank a smoldering stogie between his lips using tangerine dotted eggplant digits. "She *has* to be rolling!" Jill shouted. "She *has* to be rolling!" Jill fired between swiveling cucumber cheeks. "She *is* fuckin' rolling!" Lloyd belted. A smoldering tube bounced along the tips of Lloyd's speaking mouth rims. "Hailey-- what the fuck??!" Hailey's shoulders and hips grooved during percussive thumps. Hailey snuggled soft cheek skin against her boyfriend's cozy palm. "Of *course* she's fuckin' rolling!" Lloyd expelled using grim cigarette floppers. "Hailey, what the-- fucking FUCK??!" Lloyd's cardomom snooky conjured percussive grooves and nuzzled his carpal leather. "What are you two talking about?!" Hailey screamed back. "What does 'rolling' mean?!?" Lloyd lifted glowing digits off the edge of his girlfriend's face. He stared at coal tinted half dollars devouring the middles of Hailey's eyes. "What are you two *talking* about?!" Hailey tenderly challenged. "What does-- 'rolling' mean!?" Lloyd released his girlfriend's precipice custard and stroked her molten hair flows. "Hailey, you-- took ecstasy?!" Lloyd loudly requisitioned. Lloyd's highlighter digits stroked molten lava flowing over Hailey's cheeks. "Who the hell gave you ecstasy?!!" Hailey shuffled like she was riding a treadmill. She blinked. "Hailey, you-- took ecstasy?!" the espresso mopped stud skeptically demanded. "Who the hell gave you ecstasy?!!" Lloyd's vivid damsel paddled cucumber calf arcs like she was reversing a treadmill. "Methylenedioxymethamphetamine?!" Hailey hollered back. Lloyd gazed into his girlfriend's emerald eye facets. He smirked. "Methylenedioxymethamphetamine?!" Hailey fired between menthol glossed speech frames. "Uhhh--" "Uhhh--" Lloyd croaked across adoring lip arcs while skimming Hailey's eye emeralds. "What the hell do you mean!!?" Hailey shouted. "I didn't take anything!!" Hailey's eyes popped open. Eyebrows like pumpkin pie check marks climbed Hailey's lavender forehead. Hailey's temple drifted away from Lloyd's palm. Hailey looked past dancing limbs and colorful tubes. Emerald shutters stared through rectangular crystals. Hailey's eyebrows pointed at the inner corners of her eyes. Lloyd looked above his left shoulder. Tubes of glass cleaner mist erupted from Lloyd's nostrils. Lloyd spotted rust colored irises near the other end of the room. Two inch pennies were illuminated by flashes of laser light. Eggplant fluffs extended from a narrow scalp above copper coasters. Ends of violet coils hopped along a skinny neck. Lloyd watched a plastic ball cap grid the color of tomato skin. Lloyd studied a poppy red belt securing Kyle's hat. Lloyd's thick fingers yanked a cigarette away from his warehouse dimmed lips. "What the hell do you MEAN!?" the enamored mermaid loudly prodded. "*I* didn't take anything!!" Hailey redirected startled optic jade, prompting Lloyd to check above his shoulder. Lloyd spotted eggplant fluffs framing copper vision coasters repeating laser claret. He emitted teal nasal mist and scanned tomato ball cap mesh gripping Kyle's forehead. "You know who those guys are, Hailey!?!" Lloyd shouted. Lloyd faced his girlfriend. Hailey shook her head. "That's Cole Elliot and Kyle Smith!" Lloyd explained. Lloyd looked over his shoulder. He spotted two dark haired girls next to Kyle and Cole. The girl on the left stared back below crow tinted bangs. Lime green flashes illuminated irises the color of blue jay feathers. The licorice headed gal stared into Lloyd's coal faceted eye shutters. She looked away, shyly. "Well, wudda you knowww--" Lloyd purred. Lloyd gazed at dilated pupils behind the lenses of Hailey's glasses. "Hailey, how many pills did you take?!?" Lloyd demanded. Hailey extended her first and second fingers from indigo knuckle fleece. The left corners of Lloyd's lips curled into a smirk. "You took-- two of them??!" Lloyd requisitioned. Hailey's bouncing lips peeled off of her teeth. Glass cleaner incisors mashed together between Hailey's gloss coated mouth rims. "You know who those guys *are*, Hailey!?" Lloyd called before facing his girlfriend. "That's Cole Elliot and Kyle Smith!" Lloyd spotted amber peepers and shy pupil ozone beyond his dish soap bicep streaks. "Well, wudda you knowww--" the arabica stud purred before checking Hailey's eye jade. "How many did you take?!" Lloyd's neon maiden sprouted her first and second digits above indigo knuckle yarn. "They gave you-- *two* of them??!" the shaggy maverick fired past smirking lip hams. "Am I gonna be okay?!?!" Hailey screamed back. Lloyd's turquoise chompers gripped the corner of his lower lip. Lloyd sifted through thoughts. "Am I gonna be okayyy?!?" Hailey blasted between glass cleaner bicuspids. Lloyd tamped thoughtful mouth salmon with cyan chompers and skimmed his top eyelids. "You'll-- probably be fine!" Lloyd shouted. Dancing eyes between Jill's flamingo ocular frames studied Lloyd's cucumber cheeks. "You'll-- probably be fine!" Hailey's reassuring boyfriend shouted above DJ thumps. "You should get her some water!!" Jill shrieked. "She can get dehydrated and have a seizure!" Lloyd nodded. "You should get her some water!" Jill thunderously suggested. "She can get dehydrated and have a sei-zurrre!!" The agreeable cigarette sizzler rocked receptive emotive features above peck stripes. "I'll do that!" Lloyd bellowed back. Lloyd studied his girlfriend's glowing precipice. He squinted. "Why did you-- take random pills from some stranger?!!" Lloyd requisitioned. Hailey shrugged dancing shoulders. "I'll *do* that!" Lloyd bellowed before scanning his girlfriend's facial anti-freeze. "Why did you-- take random pills from some stranger?!" "They looked like Mayer aspirin!" Hailey explained. Lloyd's lips siphoned a cellulose tube poking out of his fingers. Lloyd swung a bright blue tobacco chute away from his face. He inhaled between smirking lips. "They looked like Mayer *aspirin*!" the magma stranded siren robustly shared. Lloyd yanked a tobacco chute like kids' toothpaste and inhaled using smirking lips. "They did *not*!!" Lloyd shouted. Hailey motioned towards Kyle's tomato tinted ball cap mesh. Pumpkin pie brows lifted off of Hailey's emerald pupil facets. "They did NOT!!" the espresso mopped dissenter doubtingly belted. "They were in a bottle and everything!!" Hailey shrieked. Lloyd shook his grinning cheeks. He blew dish soap mist through lime green laser stripes. Cycles of keyboard bonks and drum beats stopped. Rolls of cymbals drifted out of speaker cones. Hailey stopped dancing. She balanced on dimly lit mats protecting the balls of her feet. Hailey's shoulders squeezed midnight yarn surrounding the base of her neck. Her biceps crushed the edges of her ribs. Tiny fingers separated beside dish soap stripes surrounding Hailey's hips. Hailey's right hand digits gripped a transparent sheet protecting her makeup cases. Charcoal half dollars stared through the left ends of Hailey's glasses lenses. Hailey's fascinated mouth rims peeled apart. Continuous cymbal clanks hammered Hailey's ear drums. Copper ting recordings became so loud, Hailey felt her hair wiggling. A tangerine bucket bounced along the warehouse DJ's charcoal shirt collar. Highlighter fingers tapped buttons beside the DJ's right hand turntable. Masculine digits bonked lavender keys poking out of the DJ's keyboard. Drum rolls and repetitive chords resumed playing. Hailey's excited foot ligaments launched vinyl toe coverings off of ancient cement. Hailey's left hand shoe landed in front of her right end walking rim. Hailey lifted lavender tarsal fabric surrounding her right instep. She shuffled her opposite footsie below glass cleaner hip streaks. She resumed cycling eggplant leg segments like she was running in place. Hailey's eyelids collapsed. Her pale cheeks and magma hair filaments swiveled above her shoulders. Hailey swirled tiny fingers shrouding neon scalp strands. Midnight forearm tubes swayed beside Hailey's plum illuminated facial curves. Lighted hoops like lime, tangerine, and plum skin hopped on Hailey's dancing tits. Lloyd grinned. The fingers of Lloyd's unoccupied hand collapsed along his smiling lips. Lloyd watched his girlfriend shuffling with DJ music. Forearms surrounded by indigo tubes swung from waving biceps. Slender shoulders rocked. Breasts the size of navel orange halves drifted side to side. Hailey's slender waist wandered like a tower of canned cheese. Hips decorated with toothpaste stripes swayed above sexy thighs. Pale calves cycled through artificial mist. Lavender ballerina flats wandered across an invisible conveyer belt. Hailey's purse hopped on bright blue stripes surrounding her right hip. Lloyd's left hand digits toppled off of his oblong mouth rims. Lloyd stopped smiling. "They were in a bottle and ev-ry-thing!!" Hailey shrieked under sprung brow caramel. Lloyd oscillated grinning cheeks and puffed dish soap mist aross lime laser streaks. Halting key and drum strikes unveiled cymbal taps, freezing Hailey's vinyl foot rims. The mango mistress splayed captivated nail embers beside glass cleaner hip stripes. DJ limb highlighters departing a tangerine bucket face revived cycling party sounds. Lloyd's excited damsel hopped, then resumed reverse jogging under lighted neck hoops. Lloyd admired his energized lady weaving midnight arms beyond twisting waist fleece. "Hailey!" Lloyd shouted. Hailey's indigo arm segments extended in front of her chest. Tangerine spotted fingers wandered along the surface of an invisible ball. Chocolate brows behind espresso hair shag lifted above Lloyd's eye sockets. Lloyd inhaled damp air between salmon tinted lips. "Haileyyy!!" Lloyd shrieked. Hailey's pale face drifted above the end of her neck. Raspberry eye flaps faced coal shaded strands hanging from Lloyd's forehead. Hailey's raven black lashes drifted apart. Lloyd lifted the fingers of his right hand. A smoldering tobacco tube extended from Lloyd's first and second digits. Lloyd pointed over his shoulder with his thumb. "I'm gonna go find Wednesday!" Lloyd screamed above triangle waves and drum thumps. Lloyd licked his dimly lit lips. "Meet me over-- where Cole and Kyle are!" Lloyd instructed. Lloyd extended his right hand fingers in front of his girlfriend's face. Ibuprofen vapors followed a paper stick hanging from Lloyd's thick digits. "In like-- five minutes!!" Lloyd shouted. Dilated emerald shutters gazed into Lloyd's eyes. Raspberry ocular flaps drifted together behind translucent rectangles. Hailey's face turned left. Hailey's gloss coated lips curled into a smile. Lloyd looked beside his porcelain streaked shoulder. Jill's smiling face gazed back. Cucumber facial curves swayed above naked shoulders, swerving breasts, and denim hips. "Hailey?!" the chocolate slopped colt loudly probed. Hailey kneaded an unseen ball by her tits and tipped scalp lava between her scapulas. "Haileyyy!!" the lively mermaid's frustrated boyfriend belted past lengthy lip hams. Lloyd saw Hailey's pupil jade appear along cherry eye flaps, then pointed behind him. "I'm gonna find Wednesday!" Hailey's stout escort called above triangle oscillations. "Meet me by-- Kyle and Cole!" Lloyd sprouted lemon digits beyond Hailey's vision aids, exuding teal tobacco vapors. "In like-- five minutes!!" Hailey folded raspberry ocular caps and turned grinning lip bismuth above her bicep. Lloyd skimmed Jill's coal darkened mouth arcs above her swerving shoulder pudding. "She'll be fine!" Jill shouted. "*I'm* watching her!!" Lloyd licked uncertain lips. "She'll be fine!" the flamingo sighted doe yelped under glow stick knotted hair soot. "*I'm* watching her!!" "You're rolling too, aren't you?!" Lloyd screamed. Lips like charcoal peeled off of Jill's grinning teeth. "You're-- rolling, too!" the skeptical stallion extruded from doubtful speech salmon. "Of course, I am!" Jill shouted back. "Hell-- everybody *here's* rolling!!" Chocolate fluffs lifted above Lloyd's eye sockets. Lloyd exhaled a heavy breath from puffed cheeks. He turned on toes of sloppy sneakers. He headed the other direction. Wednesday's purse measured ten inches by ten inches. Her floral hand bag was the size of a three ring binder. Patches of white between painted flower petals reflected glass cleaner radiation. Bodies of geraniums were illuminated like they were made from lavender brush strokes. Banana tinted begonia organs glowed the color of a tangerine peel. Cornflower blue daffodils were dim like pencil scribbles. Cherry and radish tinted brush strokes appeared like patches of mud. Wednesday's carrying sack dangled from a half inch strap gripping her shoulder. A vinyl case coated with fluorescent artwork rested along Wednesday's right hip. A sheet of charcoal denim surrounded the curves of Wednesday's thighs. Points spotting Wednesday's raven jean skirt reflected bright blue rays. Knees refracting cucumber light descended beside a slit separating Wednesday's pencil skirt. Wednesday's pale calves descended into necks of black, leather boots. Chrome zippers sealing Wednesday's cow hide footwear repeated ultraviolet glints. Zinc plated teeth glowed like tiny, lavender chiclets. Columns of raven black ox dermis became dimly lit points concealing Wednesday's toes. Wednesday's heels balanced on top of three inch, rubber spikes. Pomegranate laser light followed ripples adorning raven tinted boot leather. Fisherman's net surrounded Wednesday's scraped up shoulders, biceps, and forearms. Cucumber flesh showed between one inch frames separating beetle shaped knots. Scratches like swatches of cherry syrup decorated Wednesday's pickle juice skin. Strands resembling peacock feathers bordered the cuffs of Wednesday's sweater sleeves. Raven black plumes framed fisherman's net wrapping Wednesday's arm curves. The opening of Wednesday's sweater was fastened above her navel. Black tank top straps descended from champagne skin protecting Wednesday's shoulders. Pitch tinted elastic stretched over Wednesday's tiny tits. The soot stained column disappeared below waist denim sprinkled with glass cleaner. A vinyl strap decorated with illuminated flower artifacts hung beside Wednesday's ribs. Wednesday's thumb hooked artificial cow hide embellished with glowing brush strokes. A thumbnail coated with tar emerged beside glass cleaner and tangerine tinted artwork. Cucumber digits curled around the opposite edge of Wednesday's purse strap. Raspberry laser stripes wandered across Wednesday's dimly lit fingers. Wednesday's pale face rested along the end of her slender neck. Raven tinted bangs tickled peaks of bronze pigmented eyelids. Mud smeared flesh flaps rested on top of sapphires attached to Wednesday's corneas. Curtains of raven black strands surrounded Wednesday's cucumber cheeks. Ruby red beeswax coating Wednesday's lips was shaded the color roofing tar. Wednesday's licorice filamented scalp swiveled. Wednesday looked above a vinyl strap hanging from her right shoulder. "Of *course* I'm rolling!" Hailey's brunette companion gushed between ozone teeth. "Everyone HERE is rolling!!" Wine gashed kiwi split beetle sweater knots holstering Wednesday's floral hand bag. Raven feathers lined her fishnet trunk curves and licorice tipped, finger chardonnay. Vinyl dish soap framed geranium plums, neon begonias, daffodil tar, and amaranth mud. Boot zipper violets sealed olive calves tearing Wednesday's teal speckled skirt coal. Pomegranate beams climbed pitch leg crumples topping pointed insteps and heel spikes. Wednesday was surrounded by dancing limbs, glow sticks, fog, black light, and lasers. Wednesday watched a young man and lady dancing in time with recorded drum beats. Radiation like lavender petals reflected from shoulder length strands of blonde hair. A curtain of cabbage flowed out of the young lady's scalp. Ends of swinging, violet strands brushed naked shoulders. The young girl's pale arms emerged from edges of a sleeveless blouse. Her ivory tinted shirt was illuminated the color of dish soap. Champagne refracting shoulders were spotted with swirls of bean shaped freckles. The teenage girl's long neck erupted from the peak of a speckled chest. The young lady's pale face shifted side to side above her spotted throat. A young man stood beside bright blue silk flowing from the pale lady's tiny tits. Long curls the color of cream soda bounced along the youthful man's dancing scalp. A face like a caramel sculpture shuffled above striped sleeves covering swinging biceps. Half inch stripes decorating the young guy's polo phosphoresced like blue gelatin dessert. Foreign knuckles collided with silk dermis separating Wednesday's boobs. Naked skin above Wednesday's tank top crunched rims of plastic cups. Wednesday's pale face repositioned between her deltoids. Cucumber wrists strapped with fisherman's net lifted beside Wednesday's shoulders. Wednesday's raven capped fingers sprouted beside anti-freeze cheeks. Two young men Wednesday didn't recognize crashed into her chest. The youthful males collided with Wednesday's breasts like they were jogging. Sea ice surrounding Wednesday's pupils captured artifacts of peanut butter faces. Brows like pitch tinted brush strokes lifted above the young men's shocked eye whites. Freezing cold droplets sprayed Wednesday's chest and neck. Spouts from refrigerated beverages soaked flesh peeking through Wednesday's sleeves. Wet skin reflecting cucumber tinted light detected bubbles escaping icy puddles. Droplets colliding with Wednesday's exposed rib dermis and biceps turned into foam. Wednesday smelled beer. Fumes escaped carbonated liquid coating Wednesday's neck and upper arms. Barley scented mist funneled into Wednesday's tiny nostrils. Wednesday skidded backwards along dusty cement. She teetered on points of three inch, rubber spikes. Peanut butter fingers extended from dimly lit sleeves in front of Wednesday's chest. The two young men cupped soaking wet digits in front of chuckling lips. Slivers of ice between Wednesday's bronze coated eyelids stared at hapless eye whites. Wednesday lifted pale fingers beside champagne tinted cheeks. She slung frustrated digits beside nylon knotted ribs. Tar dots coating Wednesday's fingernails scattered barley flavored suds. The glum goth skimmed lighted fog using slate swept pupil ice riding cucumber cheeks. She observed scalp cabbage dusting bicep freckles beside a young lady's blouse teal. Bouncing, amber curls topped her boyfriend's face caramel above his cyan fired polo. Jarring cup plastic sprayed Wednesday's tank top, skin arcs with beer scented frost. The agitated vixen scoured startled eye whites and peanut butter precipice pleats. "Oh-- thanks!" Wednesday shouted. Wednesday glared at coals attached to dimly lit corneas. She rocked irritated facial features up and down. "Thanks a lot! Yeahhh!!" A young man standing beside Wednesday's left shoulder displayed soaking wet palms. He swiveled apologetic cheeks back and forth. "Ohh-- thanks!" Wednesday belched while sloshing barley flavored suds with nail soot. "Thanks, a lot! Yeahhh!!" One of two young men flaunted juicy palms and swiveled face points hosting eye pitch. "I am sooo sorry!" the youthful man yelled back. "Ohh-- my Gyad!" Wednesday directed impatient fingers towards the young man's charcoal chest fabric. Raven black nails pointed at shirt buttons reflecting lavender tinted light. "I am-- sooo sorry!" the hapless teenager thoughtlessly responded. Wednesday acknowledged violet sparked buttons suturing the pleader's cola shirt silk. "Go-- away!" Wednesday shrieked. Wednesday inhaled an agitated breath between tar shaded lips. "Just-- get the fuck away from me!!" The two young men chuckled. The boys slipped past beer soaked fisherman's net gripping Wednesday's biceps. They disappeared into humid mist reflecting glass cleaner radiation. Wednesday watched skedaddling youngsters above her right shoulder. She exhaled an angry breath from puffed cheeks. A vinyl harness slipped off of Wednesday's right shoulder. A brush stroked suspender grazed beetle knots descending Wednesday's arm. Wednesday's purse strap tugged the inner surfaces of her fingers. Wednesday watched her shoulder harness slide over raven black nail polish. Dimly lit digits snatched flower petals decorating Wednesday's hand bag. Cinnamon palms crushed Wednesday's purse on top of navy blue stomach fabric. Wednesday's pale irises climbed the surface of a midnight tinted shirt. A set of ivory buttons was fastened below a dark blue collar. Chest pearls the size of dimes reflected lavender rays. Grinning lips convened above a skinny neck. Bright blue incisors showed between smiling mouth rims. Irises like drops of tar rested on top of bony, cinnamon cheeks. Scotch tinted coils three inches long poked out of a four inch scalp patch. Escaping hair sprouts glowed like cheese puffs. Wednesday studied neon cranium eruptions. She squeezed nervous spit down a rubbery throat. Wednesday's parched saliva tasted like beer. Cyan eyeball quarters traced denim ridges illuminated the color of seaweed. Aquamarine wads collapsed along necks of sloppy, black skate shoes. Wednesday's distressed facial curves rotated ninety degrees. Wednesday spotted thick, rubber mats. Bases three inches thick formed soles of long, leather boots. Slick cow hide the color of raven feathers climbed calves like bowling pins. Slender knees and thighs like chalk emerged from black, cow hide necks. Raven black nylons strapped porcelain upper legs. Ivory skin peeked through panty hose ruptures the size of bottle caps. Exposed dermis dots glowed like yellow highlighter strokes. A leather skirt like bat wings cloaked upper halves of nylon covered thighs. Ends of cow hide fabric like umbrella sections rested along slick leg coverings. A raven tinted belt strapped pitch stained dress leather above slender hips. A chrome plated, skull and crossbones emblem secured a two inch thick pelvis strand. A naked stomach the color of chalk erupted from a cow hide skirt rim. Slim belly flesh emerged from an ox skin waist strap. Pale abdominal flanks forged an hourglass navel frame. Elastic points an inch wide formed a half shirt rim below tits like apple halves. The fabric zig zags were the color of raven feathers. A neck opening the width of a cereal bowl topped a pitch tinted blouse. Raven black sleeves stretched around slender biceps. Crow feather bells skirted skinny forearms. Wrist hoops the width of diner ash trays floated above chalk tinted knuckles. A leather collar gripped a lengthy, ivory tinted neck. Chrome plated spikes an inch long erupted from a choker two centimeters thick. "Go away!" Hailey's pissy counterpart shrieked. "Just-- get the fuck a-wayyy from me!!" Wednesday ogled teenage scuttlers, then noticed her purse strap tugging her fingers. She saw digit mud grasping bag vinyl along midnight stomach linen under button plums. Dish soap incisors parted smirking lips below iris tar drops eclipsing cheek rust. Cheese puff hair sprouts departed a scalp patch above dimly illuminated neck gristle. Wednesday followed charcoal sneaker scraps bracing denim seaweed to plush boot mats. Knee highlighters split raven nylons topping calf licorice under a bat wing skirt. Hourglass navel quartz departed leather belt tar straining jolly Roger buckle chrome. Apple jugs dangled saw tooth silk soot under collar spikes topping a cereal neck rim. Graphite sleeve bells draped velvet knuckle porcelain hoisting asphalt nail enamel. Glow sticks dangled from raven cow hide fastened around a cream tinted throat. Lemon, lime, tangerine, and strawberry tubes dangled from an ox skin trachea band. Lighted sticks rested along a cream colored chest reflecting margarita rays. Irises like drops of champagne gazed at Wednesday below flattened eyebrows. A line of eye shadow reflected pistachio tinted light below raven black fluffs. Pale, green shutters surrounded the bridge of a long, thin nose. Slender lips coated with tangerine beeswax formed a sadistic smile. Absent warehouse lighting dimmed blueberry scalp filaments like a nighttime canopy. Plum purple strands beside highlighter cheeks glowed like pink grapefruit flesh. Pomegranate keratin beside ceramic jaw dermis became cherry red tips along cream deltoids. Wednesday stared at glowing irises the color of chartreuse. She looked behind her. Bernie stood beside Wednesday's right hand boot. Three inch spikes the color of push broom bristles poked out of Bernie's scalp. Irises like robin eggs studied Wednesday's cucumber cheeks below bushy eyebrows. Bernie's ocular facets reflected black light like fragments of pearl. Bernie's pale skin glowed the color of avocado meat. A collar the color of pine needles surrounded Bernie's thick neck. Chlorophyll pigmented fabric dangled from Bernie's wide shoulders. Bernie's green trunk covering was decorated with ivory tinted stripes. Bernie's two inch shirt bands glowed like ibuprofen liquid gels. Khakis like trombone chutes squeezed Bernie's thick thighs and calves. Red, canvas sneakers concealed Bernie's fat feet. Dimly lit, crimson fabric was formed using ceramic tinted stitches. Staple sized sutures reflected bright blue light. White, rubber shoe caps phosphoresced the color of glass cleaner. Mats supporting Bernie's raspberry shaded footwear refracted radiation like dish soap. Wednesday looked above raven tinted knots bundling her left shoulder. Sammy was positioned behind Wednesday's left boot. One inch, gold tinted spikes erupted from the surface of Sammy's scalp. Pointed keratin sprouts glowed like chunks of pineapple. Sammy's pale facial skin glowed like chardonnay. Sammy's white polo reflected light the color of children's toothpaste. Columns of crow tinted denim descended from the base of Sammy's bright blue shirt. Checkered shoes surrounded Sammy's feet. Half inch instep squares the color of charcoal were barely visible. Companion checks and one inch sneaker soles glowed like Sammy's shirt. Wednesday gazed into Sammy's piercing irises. Gold shutters like drops of bourbon stared back. Lemon refracting brows compressed the peaks of Sammy's eye sockets. A subtle cranny curling the left end of Sammy's thin lips suggested he was smiling. But really, Sammy just looked like a hideous freak. Josh lifted a set of cinnamon shaded fingers off of Wednesday's purse. Barley scented suds leaked from Josh's long, skinny digits. Eyebrows like tree bark flattened drops of tar spotting Josh's corneas. Josh glided a half inch, chrome ball across the surface of his bottom lip. The marble sized beebee was threaded on top of Josh's tongue piercing. Josh observed suds dripping off of his soaking wet fingers. Falling froth reflected ultraviolet light the color of eggplant skin. Josh slopped room temperature beer off of frustrated digits. Daisy, mango, and ruby glow sticks crowded Ivy's eggplant chest under neon lip arcs. Nighttime temple strands framed pistachio eye flaps gripping champagne cornea dots. Flamingo hair beside Ivy's silver nose ring faded cherry red along her deltoid cream. Wednesday spotted push broom spikes topping Bernie's pearl sparked pupils behind her. Dish soap streaked, conifer polo cradled his broad shoulders and avocado face putty. Glass cleaner laces and toe caps trimmed wine shoe canvas edging his trombone khakis. Wednesday probed amber irises packing Sammy's cheek chardonnay above her bicep knots. Pineapple head spokes topped golf shirt teal blaze and shoe checks bracing jean coal. Josh grated pissy lips with tongue zinc and flicked oat soda soaking Wednesday's bag. "Aww, mannn--" Josh groaned above DJ music. "What the fuck, yo?!" "Mahhhn-- the fuck, yo?!" the lanky skater griped above antsy DJ beats. "Them some sexy kicks you got there, gorgeous!" Sammy shrieked. Wednesday glared at Sammy above her left shoulder. Pitch stained lips peeled off of Wednesday's disgusted teeth. "Lookin' guhhhd, gorgeous!" Sammy belted between pretentious speech ellipses. "Fuck you, freak!" Wednesday shouted back. Sammy lifted his right hand fingers off of crow tinted denim. Sammy's raspberry shaded palm flattened the bridge of Wednesday's nose. Sammy squeezed Wednesday's avocado refracting facial features. He parked coal and dish soap sneaker checks in front of Wednesday's instep leather. He shoved Wednesday's face the direction her chest was facing. Wednesday tripped over Sammy's toothpaste checked footwear. "Ahh!" Wednesday yelped. Velvet dermis protecting Wednesday's palms collided with broken concrete. Wednesday tightened agitated biceps. She suspended her teensy honker above cold, dusty cement. Sammy laughed like clown horn toots. "Haaa! Haaa! Haa!" Sammy's chess board tarsal covering hooked the toe of Wednesday's boot. Sammy lifted Wednesday's left foot. He suspended a rubber heel spike and plantar support in front of his bourbon irises. Wednesday balanced on porcelain skin puffs protecting her palms. She searched musty space above her shoulder. "Fuck you, freak!" Wednesday blasted between pitch darkened lips. Sammy shoved Wednesday's kiwi cheeks and hooked her instep tar with cyan shoe checks. "Ahh!" the horrified mistress yelped before bracing her nose pea above broken cement. Sammy shared grim clown honks, then hoisted Wednesday's heel spike by his cornea ale. "S-Sammy!!" Wednesday forced between frightened teeth like dish soap. "What the fuck?!" Sammy's raspberry nightcrawlers snatched Wednesday's leather ankle collar. Sammy's brandy eye drops followed a three inch boot shank. "S-Sammy!!" the frantic hen fired from dish soap chompers while clawing floor points. "Mannn-- them some sexy boots, girrrl!" Sammy shouted. "WOOOOOOH!!" Wednesday sandwiched fisherman's net between her chin and shoulder blade. She glared at Sammy's piercing eye shutters. "Mahhhn-- them some sexy boots, girrrl!" the blonde spoked jokester hollered. "WOOOOOOH!!" Wednesday grated shoulder fishnet with chin satin and scanned Sammy's visual brandy. "You guyyys!" Wednesday squeezed out of bright blue incisors. "ssStop!!" Sammy's free hand index finger and thumb gripped a mirror tinted peg. His cherry nightcrawlers dragged a reflective pin across teeth securing Wednesday's boot. Sammy's raspberry digits snagged Wednesday's neoprene heel extension. Dimly lit palm extensions forced an arch support away from Wednesday's foot. The neck of Wednesday's ox skin clodhopper glided over her raven spotted toes. Wednesday's front end plantar pillows collapsed along sand coated concrete. Wednesday's instep reflected light the color of avocado flesh. Scratches like cherry syrup lacerated Wednesday's ankle and the arch of her foot. Wednesday's knees compressed raven tinted denim on top of cold cement. Wednesday searched for Sammy above her fishnet strapped shoulder. Sammy lifted a three inch spike poking out of Wednesday's leather footwear. A black, cow hide boot neck dangled across Sammy's knuckles. Sammy poked his nose between chrome plated teeth separating a leather instep. Sammy's nostrils sank into foam padding the base of Wednesday's plantar covering. Sammy breathed in Wednesday's tantalizing foot scents. Sammy's eyelids covered gold quarters attached to his corneas. His fingers carried Wednesday's boot away from his face. Sammy tilted pineapple hair spikes between his glass cleaner shoulder blades. "ahhhh--" Sammy puffed between gratified lips. "Howww lovelyyy--" Wednesday stared at Sammy's long, bony face. Incisors reflecting glass cleaner radiation mashed between Wednesday's tar stained lips. "ssStop it, mother FUCKER!!" the terrified damsel politely returned. Sammy severed teeth securing Wednesday's calf vinyl and stripped her soot toe talons. The feral doe piled scraped foot pleats behind buckled knees and scoured lime lasers. Sammy tilled arch foam with his honker and breathed Wednesday's savory plantar aroma. "ahhh--" the sinister connoisseur expelled past reclining noggin spokes. "How love-leee--" "Are you-- done, mother fucker?!!" Wednesday screamed at Sammy. Bernie's eyelids squeezed together. His head tilted back. Bernie exhaled hideous cackles between bright blue teeth. Wednesday shoved her face away from chunks of concrete. She shifted her weight onto a rubber spike extending from her right boot. Bernie's sausage fingers shoved charcoal filaments hanging from Wednesday's scalp. Wednesday's rubber heel shaft toppled like a struck bowling pin. Her kneecaps flattened raven denim along points of broken concrete. Her biceps gave out. Silk palms the color of cucumber flesh grated jagged cement. Wednesday's tiny tits bounced on broken concrete. Her raven stranded forehead collided with a sharp floor extension. "Gyah!" Wednesday shrieked. Bernie's thick palm grippers snapped shut around Wednesday's right ankle. Hot dog digits squeezed raven black leather along Wednesday's Achilles' tendon. Bernie dragged Wednesday across shattered floor remnants. Produce breasts glided over crumbling concrete on top of nylon fisherman's net. Tar coated fingernails clawed broken cement. "aaAAHH!!" Wednesday squeeled from pitch shaded mouth rims. Bernie poked the toe of Wednesday's boot between his teal striped man tits. A cow hide point sank into pine needle fabric stretched across Bernie's chest. "Are you DONE, you fucking dick-head?!" the pissy mistress belched above DJ thumps. Bernie watched Wednesday brace her other heel tower, then shoved her rear scalp coal. "Gyah!" the frantic tigress shrieked while greeting cement shards with raven bangs. Bernie lassoed Achilles cola and grated frail mortar with Wednesday's breast lattice. "aaAAHH!!" the licorice stranded maiden rabidly squeeled. "Awww-- where you goin', girly girl?!?" Bernie shrieked. "Where you GO-in', girly girl?!" Bernie beckoned before boot spiking his peck bands. "AAAHH!" Wednesday squeezed out of frustrated lips. Wednesday glared at Bernie's robin egg irises above her nylon stranded shoulder. "Stop it!!" Bernie's thumb and index dragged a zipper across teeth climbing Wednesday's calf. Bernie popped Wednesday's heel out of her ox skin footwear. He dragged mirror tinted teeth over soft skin protecting Wednesday's ankle. Wednesday's kneecap and the top of her foot collided with frosty concrete. Wednesday collected denim strapped leg hinges side by side. She flattened her charcoal strapped hiny on top of lacerated Achilles' mounds. She looked above beetle shaped knots gripping her cucumber reflecting shoulder. Shutters like ice focused on Bernie's fat fingers. The toe of Wednesday's boot dangled from the digits of Bernie's right hand. Bernie suspended a leather neck in front of green stripes covering his man boobs. He rocked Wednesday's bovine calf tube like a pendulum. Ivy scrambled next to Wednesday on knees strapped with torn nylons. She extended raven spotted fingers from soot stained sleeve bells. Ivy's tar dotted digits gripped cucumber flesh peaking through Wednesday's sweater. Wednesday's avocado face swirled like a top. Charcoal head strands battered Wednesday's terrified cheeks. Ivy's champagne eye drops stared at Wednesday's sapphire pupil shutters. "STOP IT!!" Wednesday belted while straining Bernie's sausage digits with her ankle. Bernie split Wednesday's calf sutures and greeted broken rock with her foot knuckles. Wednesday paired agitated knees under denim hiny soot and checked bicep beetle knots. She watched Bernie rock her pointed clodhopper like a pendulum with somber eye frost. Ivy scrounging the floor prompted the glum goth to sweep cheek crystal with hair tar. "'sup, skank?!!" Ivy shouted above triangle shrieks and cymbal cracks. Ice cold fingers surrounded margarita skin protecting Wednesday's neck. Ivy squeezed Wednesday's slender throat. Wednesday's eyes popped open. Long, raven tinted brows lifted off peaks of frightened eye sockets. Wednesday scanned features of a long, pale face. Chartreuse tinted coins glared from pistachio stained ocular caverns. Grinning, tangerine lips peeled off of bright blue incisors. Wednesday's frightened fingers snagged Ivy's elastic sleeved wrists. Rows of glass cleaner teeth separated between Ivy's neon mouth rims. Ivy exhaled sadistic cackles between glowing bicuspids. Ivy's disgusting breath stank like skunk. Wednesday sank coal capped nails into Ivy's soot shaded forearm bells. She burrowed slender wrist tendons using pitch tinted keratin points. Ivy's champagne eye ports crinkled. Ivy's frosty fingers released velvet dermis forming Wednesday's neck. Wednesday's crushed vocal chords siphoned grateful breaths. "AAaahh--" Wednesday puffed out. "aaaahh--" Ivy squeezed raven spotted digits between Wednesday's one inch sweater ports. She curled highlighter knuckle extensions into fists. She parted grinning teeth like ibuprofen gel caps. "Ha-ha-ha-ha!!" Ivy cackled between dish soap bicuspids. Ivy tugged the collar of Wednesday's sweater. Lemon peel digits stretched raven fisherman's net away from Wednesday's chest. Crow feather eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Wednesday's nose. Wednesday snagged beetle shaped fisherman's knots extending from her cucumber deltoids. "'sup, skank!?" the lanky she-devil shouted while stabilizing exposed leg hinges. Ivy strapped Wednesday's olive neck with icy digits and paraded sadistic face glints. Wednesday clawed Ivy's wrist bells with nail pitch and endured cackling skunk breath. Josh's neon mistress released Wednesday's throat and snagged her woven sweater soot. "Hey!" Wednesday shouted. Wednesday's biceps flattened elastic strands against her teensy tits. "Let *go*, you cunt! No!" The heels of Wednesday's palms crushed peacock feathers on top of her breast bone. Ivy dragged coal tinted knots over Wednesday's shoulder blades. She stretched raven black twists across Wednesday's frustrated scalp. She peeled fishnet tubes off of Wednesday's biceps. Wednesday snagged her beetle knitted sweater sleeves. She glared at drops of champagne spotting Ivy's corneas. Wednesday gritted bright blue teeth between lips like pavement. Ivy forged a hideous grin using black light illuminated facial features. She tightened biceps covered with raven black fabric. She shoved herself to her feet. Strands of crow tinted yarn stretched to twice their length. Crocheted nylon filaments slipped between Wednesday's frantic fingers. Wednesday's jean skirted tuchus collided with her undressed heels. Wednesday's thighs flattened raven black denim along calves like cucumber pulp. Soles hanging from sloppy, charcoal tinted shoes collapsed beside Wednesday's hip. Wednesday looked above pale skin protecting her right shoulder. Shutters like sea ice focused on columns of seaweed denim. Cyan quarters followed shirt fabric the color of the night sky. Wednesday's teal irises climbed bony facial features. Wednesday gazed at drops of tar adhering Josh's corneas. Josh's coal faceted eye shutters stared below a canopy of cheese puffs. Coils like corn flour extrusions poked out of Josh's scalp. A smirk was visible near the lower edge of Josh's cinnamon shaded precipice. Wednesday's purse strap dangled from Josh's right shoulder. A half inch vinyl band suspended Wednesday's hand bag beside Josh's hip. Josh poked a rust tinted thumb underneath phosphorescent brush strokes. He dragged Wednesday's money sack dangler away from his midnight tinted shirt collar. Josh offered Wednesday's floral shopping case to Bernie and Sammy. "Hey!" Hailey's raven topped buddy shrieked while taxing her fishnet jacket sleeves. "Let-- go, you cunt!" Ivy grated scalp slate with beetle linen and yanked it from Wednesday's digit coals. Wednesday's denim tuchus pitch split her velvet foot pleats and popped cement points. The giddy hen prodded Josh's cornea coals and watched him flaunt her floral hand bag. "Hold my purse, niggas!" Josh instructed. Bernie chuckled. Sammy honked like a clown horn. Bernie snatched Wednesday's hand bag harness. Sausages like cucumber meat squeezed shoulder straps decorated with neon flower petals. Insteps and toe caps grinding cement points supported Wednesday's ankle recliner. Shoulders bearing raven tank top straps squeezed Wednesday's neck. Wednesday's palms flattened along broken cement beside her scraped up heels. Ice tinted shutters gazed at Josh from the tops of Wednesday's eye sockets. Sapphire coins stared, timidly below raven black bangs. Lips stained with darkened beeswax peeled off of incisors like blue gelatin dessert. "Hold my purse, niggas!" the cheese poof skater effeminately taunted. Bernie snatched Wednesday's vinyl case harness with chuckling, kiwi finger sausages. The crow tufted goth braced mortar sanded insteps and tarmac talons using wild palms. "J-Josh!!" Wednesday forced between jiggling teeth. Josh reached below Wednesday's narrow chin. Slender, cinnamon tinted fingers squeezed Wednesday's throat. Wednesday's terrified digits lifted off of concrete fragments. Knuckle shafts resembling cucumber flesh snapped around Josh's wrist. Raven black fingernails burrowed into Josh's dimly lit skin. Josh's trachea graspers lifted Wednesday off of dusty cement. Josh carried Wednesday's cucumber reflecting cheeks towards his warehouse dimmed face. Wednesday compressed the rim of Josh's palm using her tiny fingers. Wednesday's arms, trunk, and legs dangled from Josh's right hand nightcrawlers. Narrow, raven black eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Wednesday's nose. Pitch tinted lips peeled off of mashed together incisors. Josh crushed his cinnamon shaded forehead between Wednesday's pale, blue eyes. Pumpkin pie brows pointed at the bridge of Josh's long, thin nose. A slight smirk creased Josh's bony cheek. "J-Josh!!" Wednesday extruded from nervous vocal streaks cleaving her shoulder plums. Josh clamped the disgusted vixen's eggplant neck and hoisted her limber extremeties. Wednesday clawed Josh's wrist and endured his bony forehead tilling her brow cola. "Got anything to tell me, Wednesday?!" Josh shouted. Wednesday sanded her avocado neck skin using Josh's palm. Bronze coated eye flaps wrinkled together in front of Wednesday's frosty irises. Wednesday peeled tar shaded mouth rims off of frustrated teeth. "Got anything to TELL me, Wednesday?!" the lanky hipster brutishly beckoned. "Y-Yeahh--" Wednesday squeezed out. Saline droplets trickled from the corners of Wednesday's clenched ocular coverings. Wednesday glared at drops of tar stuck to Josh's eyeballs. "F-Fuck off!" Josh extended muscular arm segments from a midnight shoulder covering. He suspended Wednesday's agitated face above scrawny digits thirty inches away. He reached for Wednesday's skirt with the fingers of his left hand. Cinnamon digits slipped inside a denim tube strapped above Wednesday's hips. Wednesday sank tar tinted nails into Josh's right hand fingers. Wednesday's bronze coated eyelids squeezed shut. Wednesday shuffled Josh's sand paper finger surfaces across her tender throat skin. "AAaahhhh--" Wednesday squeezed out of distressed vocal chords. Josh forced a chrome plated button past a raven black crotch flap. Josh's free fingers unfastened three discs securing Wednesday's pencil skirt. Cinnamon nightcrawlers dragged a denim hoop down Wednesday's knees. Wednesday's skirt stretched over the curves of her hips. A charcoal jean chute glided down Wednesday's velvet thighs and calves. Josh yanked Wednesday's skirt away from her tar capped toenails. "AAAAHH!" Wednesday shrieked. "Gyaaad!" Wednesday lifted bronze eye flaps off of icy ocular shutters. Steaming tears trickled down Wednesday's cucumber illuminated cheeks. Wednesday gnashed glass cleaner teeth between tar stained lips. "You sick fucks!" Wednesday shrieked. "Stop it!!" Transparent fabric four inches wide was strapped around Wednesday's hips. Nylon the color of crow feathers was stretched below Wednesday's belly button. See through elastic was bordered by raven black hems like saw tooth waves. Matching stitches were sutured to the surfaces of Wednesday's panties. Wednesday's panicked digits toppled off the rim of Josh's bony hand. Raven spotted fingers collected the base of Wednesday's tank top. Wednesday stretched crow tinted fabric over cucumber skin protecting her stomach. Wednesday's frantic digits forced an elastic rim over a sine wave panty waist. Wednesday ratcheted agitated thighs and calves in front of her uncovered hips. She shuffled avocado illuminated leg segments like she was riding a bicycle. Josh squeezed Wednesday's skinny neck with the fingers of his right hand. He dangled Wednesday's raven black pencil skirt above her licorice scalp strands. Wednesday's cyan irises gazed helplessly from the peaks of her eye sockets. Wednesday studied a hem surrounding the base of her skirt. The fingers of Wednesday's right hand released the bottom of her tank top. Wednesday reached above her pale cheeks. Tiny, tar spotted digits stretched away from Wednesday's palm. Wednesday's cucumber fingertips grazed the lower rim of her skirt. Josh's smirking lips peeled off of dish soap bricks. Josh cackled. Josh tossed Wednesday's skirt over her head. Wednesday swiveled her frantic face as far as she could. Wednesday watched her denim half dress disappear into a crowd of dimly lit fingers. Sammy's scrawny forearms snaked around Wednesday's slender waist. Sammy's wrists crushed Wednesday's soft belly flesh. Sammy flattened Wednesday's beer soaked abdomen fabric on top of her trim stomach. Sammy squeezed Wednesday's lanky trunk flanks. Wednesday's velvet hind cheeks flattened on top of Sammy's muscular abdominal ridges. Josh's fingers released cucumber tinted skin protecting Wednesday's throat. Wednesday shuffled tank top strapped body curves underneath Sammy's scrawny arms. "Y-Yeahhh--!" Wednesday choked past agitated facial pleats. "ffFuck OFF!!" Josh extended irritated arm segments before popping Wednesday's chrome skirt sutures. He dragged thigh pudding with neon specked denim soot before bypassing toenail tar. "GyaAAHHH!!" the mortified maiden belted between pitch lipped, dish soap chiclets. "You sick fahhhcks! ssSTOP it!!" Wednesday tugged tank top cola down crystal panty slate framed with lace charcoal. She reached for jean skirt hems with wild talon asphalt and paddled lavender calves. Josh expelled sinister cackles and tossed Wednesday's sand paper dress over her head. Sammy seized her feral flank putty and hiny velvet along his peck gristle, polo teal. "Gyah!" Wednesday squeezed out of tar tinted mouth edges. "Let go of me, you-- piece of shit!" Wednesday puffed out exhausted breaths. Sammy compressed Wednesday's shoulder blades against his ribs. Wednesday's raven spotted toes brushed freezing concrete. Wednesday balanced on tips of irritated foot digits. She looked above pale skin protecting her left shoulder. Gold coins attached to Sammy's corneas stared at Wednesday's cyan irises. Sammy's lower arms crushed barley drenched elastic against Wednesday's slim stomach. Sammy suspended lengthy lips beside cartilidge swirls forming Wednesday's ear. "Let-- GO of me, you piece of shit!!" the squirming vixen expelled from plum cheeks. Wednesday packed jagged concrete with grim foot digits and drilled Sammy's eye gold. The straw spoked nut kneaded Wednesday's barley soaked ab mousse and faked a smirk. "Damn, girrrl--" Sammy purred. "Every time I touch you, you get soakin' wet!" Wednesday jostled infuriated facial curves above her champagne pigmented shoulder. "Damn, girrrl--" Sammy purred beside Wednesday's cartilidge auditory swirls. "Every time I *touch* you, you get soakin' wet!" "FUCK YOU, mother fucker!!" Wednesday belched from swiveling mouth rims. Sammy formed insincere precipice features into the shape of a smirk. Sammy's raspberry nightcrawlers fashioned fists using Wednesday's soot stained tank top. Sammy peeled raven black fabric off of pale skin covering Wednesday's stomach. Clenched fingers stretched an elastic sheet over Wednesday's breasts. Crow tinted polyester rippled above black, nylon cups. Boobs like baseballs poked out of transparent bra collars. Wednesday wiggled frustrated shoulders between Sammy's scrawny biceps. Sammy tightened the upper halves of his arms. He lifted fists curled around Wednesday's shirt above her bangs. Elastic straps gliding over Wednesday's biceps forced her arms above her head. Wednesday's upper arms flattened her soft cheeks. Wednesday's slim tank top straps glided to the ends of her wrists. Elastic arm bands slipped over Wednesday's tar tinted fingernails. Wednesday's scraped up biceps collapsed along edges of naked ribs. Wednesday looked beside her. Her barley drenched tank top disappeared into a gathering of dancing limbs. Wandering wrists and forearms were decorated with hoops made from neon tubes. Two guys nearby danced the can-can. The hapless leg shakers lifted denim wrapped knees during DJ drum beats. They kicked joyous feet strapped with indistinct sneakers. The young man on the left looked above lemon checked flannel covering his left shoulder. Pool water irises gazed below forehead hair straw. The youthful fellow watched Wednesday struggling between Sammy's skinny arms. Wednesday shifted her naked stomach below Sammy's raspberry tinted wrists. Wednesday tightened her biceps against glass cleaner tubes shrouding Sammy's upper arms. She sank raven black fingernails into Sammy's dimly lit ulnas. Wednesday's breasts extended transparent cups two inches beyond her cucumber ribs. Bernie wandered in front of Wednesday. Wednesday's nipples pointed asphalt nylon at Bernie's pine needle man tits. Dish soap caps covering Bernie's shoes faced tar drops decorating Wednesday's toes. Wednesday's icy pupil facets glared at Bernie's robin egg eye shutters. Bernie reached beside Wednesday's pale cheek. Fat fingers glided between raven black strands hanging from Wednesday's temple. Bernie's sausage digits closed around a fistful of Wednesday's hair. Bernie tugged charcoal strands extending from Wednesday's scalp. Bronze brushed eye flaps squeezed shut in front of Wednesday's pale irises. Wednesday peeled digusted lips off of bright blue teeth. "aAAahh!!" Wednesday squeeled. Wednesday's irritated fingernails toppled off of Sammy's raspberry forearms. Sammy unlatched pale skin forming Wednesday's trim stomach. Wednesday's chardonnay biceps hugged her undressed ribs. Wednesday's irritated forearms extended from her huffy lung protectors. Bernie shoved Wednesday's raven tinted locks towards the opposite end of her face. Wednesday's pale cheeks spun tender spinal ligaments like a car tire. "AAHH!" Wednesday shrieked from sorrowful lips. Wednesday's startled toes swiveled on top of dusty concrete fragments. Bernie's fat fingers stretched Wednesday's agonized precipice away from her slender neck. Terrified eyes like ice searched Sammy's raspberry cheeks above Wednesday's gritted incisors. Wednesday reached above her champagne facial features. She sank raven spotted nails into thin flesh between Bernie's chunky digits. She struggled to free charcoal scalp strands from Bernie's sausage palm shafts. Wednesday balanced on the balls of her feet. She swiveled agitated cheeks back and forth. "FUCK you, mother fucker!!" the pissy maiden belched from jostling cheek points. Sammy hoisted Wednesday's cherry scraped arm cream by stripping her tank top soot. The grim goth braced rib satin framing bra collar, slate crystal and baseball jugs. She watched dancing limbs with neon bracelets gobble her licorice trunk elastic. The young man dancing the can-can with his buddy overlooked his lemon checked jacket. Eye teal under hair corn ogled Wednesday swaying kiwi abs below Sammy's digit clamps. Bernie grazed Wednesday's nipple nylon and toe tar with peck kale and cyan shoe caps. He pried a chilly squawk by tearing the wiry hen's raven locks with finger hot-dogs. The plump hooligan spun Wednesday like a top and observed her roosting jagged cement. Wednesday clawed Bernie's knuckle eels and skimmed Sammy's rosy face with pupil ice. "rrRAHH!!" Wednesday belted from tar pigmented lips. Bernie stretched elastic strips securing nylon cups around Wednesday's tits. Wednesday detected Bernie's ice cold digits squeezing between her shoulder blades. She wiggled terrified, undressed deltoids in front of Bernie's sloppy man titties. Bernie's swollen fingers forced together nylon strips fastened above Wednesday's spine. Four tiny hooks released steel hoops the size of popcorn kernels. Sammy reached beside Wednesday's frantic breasts. Raspberry nightcrawlers stretched transparent cups away from thin mammary skin. Lace strips an inch wide toppled out of Bernie's fat fingers. "Gyah!" Wednesday shouted. "NOO!!" Sammy tooted like a clown horn. "rrRAHH!!" Hailey's licorice feathered counterpart snarled between tar darkened lips. Bernie freed brass hooks securing Wednesday's raven bra elastic between her scapulas. Sammy unveiled nipple erasers embedding her crystal cups using cherry nightcrawlers. "Haa! Haa! Haaa! Haaa!" Sammy dragged panty hose tear drops away from tits the size of half baseballs. Nipples shaped like pencil erasers tumbled out of see through boob elastic. Sammy pulled translucent breast holsters up the surfaces of Wednesday's arm segments. He crushed Wednesday's frantic digits. He ratcheted raven capped fingertips away from Bernie's fat hair grippers. Lace straps a half inch wide glided off of Wednesday's tar spotted palm shafts. Bernie released Wednesday's charcoal tinted locks. Wednesday's frustrated fingers reached for her chest. Wednesday mashed bright blue incisors between lips shaded the color of asphalt. Bernie's cucumber sausages curled around Wednesday's skinny wrists. Hot dog fingers snapped shut around slender forearms. Bernie lifted Wednesday's tiny digits above her head. Wednesday's biceps crushed raven tinted curtains along apples of soft cheeks. Wednesday balanced on tips of raven spotted toes. She swirled from Bernie's bratwurst graspers like an avocado pigmented tornado. "eeAAHH!!" Wednesday shouted above cymbal crashes and triangle waves. The young, blonde man dancing the can-can smacked his friend's arm. His youthful, dark haired counterpart stopped dancing. He looked above pitch shaded fabric covering his shoulder. He searched beside plum, tomato, chartreuse, and tangerine glow sticks. Dimly lit eyes scanned musty space beyond puffs of artificial fog. Irises like shiny coals studied the surfaces of Wednesday's naked wrists and biceps. Pupils focused on eraser shaped nipples extending from Wednesday's tiny tits. Crow tinted eyebrows lifted below rings surrounding the young man's scalp. Lips like peanut butter peeled off of teeth like glass cleaner. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaa!" Sammy honked like a horn toy. Bernie squeezed Wednesday's wrists above her head while she paraded terrified tits. The blonde can-can dancer directed his dark haired chum's focus above his bicep coal. The joyous jokester scanned Wednesday's luscious jugs and peeled glass cleaner teeth. "Aww fuuuck, fool!" the dark haired guy shouted. "No wayyy!!" Sammy's head turned. Drops of molten gold gazed at coals attached to the dark haired man's eyes. Sammy's thin lips formed the shape of a smirk. Sammy wadded Wednesday's bra cups using sets of raspberry fingers. He tossed Wednesday's detached brassiere. The young blonde guy and his buddy watched cups made of transparent nylon. See through, raven black tear drops sailed across lime green laser streaks. Crow tinted breast lace landed across the young men's fingers. The can-can dancers closed eager digits around sheets of neoprene. They shook bra filled fists beside grinning, bright blue teeth. "Aww fuhhhck--!" the licorice topped young man croaked above cymbal taps. "No wayyy!!" Sammy greeted the thrashing duo with molten irises and smirk shaped mouth caramel. He dispatched Wednesday's translucent bra graphite and hooked their eager digits. "Yeahhh!!" the joyous young men shouted. Josh snatched Wednesday's purse off of the floor. Wednesday's floral hand bag rested beside Sammy's dish soap sneaker checks. Josh's cinnamon digits wrinkled a brush stroked shoulder strap into a fist. Wednesday squeezed her right hand fingers past Bernie's hot dog digits. She crushed eraser sized nipples using a cucumber pigmented wrist surface. She looked at Josh above lacerated avocado skin forming her shoulder. Irises like water cooler bottles gazed mournfully below frustrated eyebrows. Tears the color of gear grease leaked out of mascara coated eyelashes. Oil tinted droplets trickled down surfaces of champagne shaded cheeks. Drops of tar spotting Josh's corneas stared back. Josh smirked. He wiggled Wednesday's daffodil embellished hand bag in front of her frantic irises. Wednesday studied images of tangerine begonia petals and lavender tinted geraniums. She gritted bright blue teeth between pitch shaded lips. She wiggled agitated, granny smith cheeks. Josh swiveled his shoulders ninety degrees. He suspended Wednesday's mall sack above crooked floor cement. Wednesday's Benjamin carrier hovered next to Josh's seaweed hip denim. Josh slung Wednesday's feminine money case like frisbee. The vinyl hand bag whizzed behind pineapple spikes poking out of Sammy's scalp. A half inch strap decorated with phosphorescent strokes grazed Sammy's hair spikes. Straw illuminated brows lifted above the peaks of Sammy's eye sockets. Bourbon tinted irises floated to the top, left corners of Sammy's ocular caverns. Wednesday watched her purse disappear into a sea of dancing fingers. Points of cabbage laser light illuminated alien digits. Wednesday's right forearm crushed her nipples against her ribs. Bernie's thick fingers snatched Wednesday's slender tit concealer. Wednesday noticed Bernie prying her bashful limb off of her naked mammary sacks. Wednesday looked past raspberry ear spirals poking out of Sammy's face. She watched one of her boots sailing across artificial smoke. A leather neck the color of crow feathers followed a three inch, rubber spike. Wednesday looked beside her velvet, chardonnay shoulder. Josh loaded Wednesday's opposite foot covering beside his hip like a frisbee. Josh's tar tinted irises locked on pale shutters between mascara drizzled eyelids. Josh grinned. "Yeahhh!!" the rowdy hoodlums sadistically taunted. Wednesday observed Josh snagging her floral case beside Sammy's teal sneaker checks. She pleaded above shoulder gashes with frosty eyes trickling kiwi cheeks with grease. She loathed Josh skidding Sammy's jolted, rear noggin lemon with her purse frisbee. She watched shadowy fingers consume her vivid bag begonias, then cuddled her nipples. She felt Bernie prying her bashful digits while watching her boot licorice sail by. The disgusted goth sighted Josh loading her opposite foot spikes with sopping eyes. "How about now, Wednesday?!" Josh requisitioned. "Anything to tell me?!?" Wednesday's desperate wrist flattened baseball shaped chest pillows. Long eyebrows pointed at a space between Wednesday's sopping wet ocular frames. "How about NOW?!" the lanky skater beckoned using peanut butter cheek points. "Anything to tell me?!!" Wednesday clawed bashful knockers and crumpled pissy nasal asparagus with brow slate. "Go-- f-fuck yourself!!" Wednesday squeezed between bright blue teeth. Wednesday concentrated on her ox skin footwear. Sea ice shutters wandered from one end of Wednesday's corneas to the other. Wednesday watched a bison calf covering sail behind Sammy's blonde hair spikes. People began gathering around. Wednesday searched strange faces surrounding Josh, Ivy, Bernie, Sammy, and herself. Dimly lit precipices surfed Wednesday's laser illuminated body curves. It was no secret what was going on. Bernie pried Wednesday's forearm off of her tiny, undressed tits. He squeezed Wednesday's wrists above raven black strands pouring out of her scalp. Wednesday dangled from bruised tendons connecting her fingers to her wrists. Her frustrated face shivered above the tip of her spine. Bernie squeezed Wednesday's terrified, tear soaked cheeks between her struggling biceps. Breasts the size of half baseballs extended helplessly from Wednesday's naked chest. Wild shutters like cyan quarters wandered across Wednesday's corneas. Wednesday gazed at gawking irises the color of tree sap. Molasses eye shutters stared below bushy brows adorning a poorly illuminated precipice. Incisors reflecting ultraviolet light peeked between fascinated mouth edges. Wednesday siphoned frosty air into a ring of dimly lit beeswax. "H-Help me!" Wednesday pleaded. Pale irises glided across Wednesday's ocular caverns. Wednesday studied a set of masculine faces the color of ant hill dirt. Coal pupil facets studied tulip pigmented nipples poking out of Wednesday's tits. Surprised lips below corneal tar droplets formed curious, open mouthed smiles. Fingers like caramel concealed cackling mouth rims below irises like rain clouds. Wednesday's teal eye shutters stared from canopies of frustrated, raven black eyebrows. Wednesday ihhaled an anxious breath between glass cleaner bicuspids. "Will somebody *help* me?!" Wednesday shrieked. "Pleeease!!" Bernie searched strange faces beside his chubby biceps. Robin egg irises rifled underneath push broom spikes. "Go-- f-fuck yourself!!" the ravenous doe extracted from trembling teeth turquoise. Wednesday saw Josh tossing her bison calf sail, then realized people were closing in. She endured Bernie fixing her wiry cheeks above feeble areola peas with erect biceps. She skimmed alien eye shutters like coffee and teal canines parting fascinated lips. "H-Help me!" the horrified mistress pleaded beyond quivering mouth tar. Wednesday's icy cornea facets scoured ant hill face gristle and curious ocular coals. The mad minx abhorred cackling mouth rims under pupil fog, then drew anxious gasses. "Will somebody *help* me?! Pleeease!!" Bernie searched strange faces crowding his arm putty and swiveled spoked hair soot. "Yeahhh!" Bernie called between grinning lips. "You guyyys! Somebody help the poor thing!! Give her a hand!" Sammy smacked together raspberry nightcrawlers in front of his bright blue polo. Pale eyelids covered Sammy's golden irises. Sammy swiveled pomegranate cheeks surrounded by pineapple chunks. He chuckled like clown horn toots. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaa!!" Wednesday detected foreign fingers collecting along velvet dermis forming her hips. Wednesday looked beside her armpit. Unknown irises like drops of tar stared below downturned eyebrows. Celebratory cackles escaped anonymous oral cavities. Wednesday looked away from hateful facial features. Wednesday's right cheek collapsed along cherry syrup scrapes streaking her bicep. An eager, smiling precipice greeted Wednesday's defensive ocular ports. Wednesday noticed icy digits gliding underneath raven black lace bordering her panties. Foreign fingers sank into pillowy hide forming Wednesday's calves. Frozen nightcrawlers lifted Wednesday's tar capped toes off of dusty cement fragments. Icy digits ratcheted Wednesday's knees towards her naked stomach. Wednesday faced ultraviolet light tubes decorating a rusty warehouse ceiling. Wednesday's tear soaked ocular flaps sank into her face. Wednesday stretched tar tinted mouth rims apart. "AAHH!" Wednesday shrieked. Anonymous digits dragged see through nylon over Wednesday's hip curves. Transparent fabric the color of raven feathers peeled off of Wednesday's labia. Crow tinted polyester glided down Wednesday's butt cheeks. Frozen fingers tugged underwear lace across the surfaces of Wednesday's thighs. Nylon panty wads stretched over Wednesday's kneecaps. See through neoprene formed around Wednesday's calves. Crow feather lace slipped over Wednesday's heels and insteps. Elastic straps glided off of tar coated toenails. Wednesday dangled helplessly from slender wrists. Unknown fingers and palms supported Wednesday's undressed leg segments. Wednesday's sea ice pupil facets watched a grinning face beside Bernie's elbow. The young man supporting Wednesday's left hind cheek lifted his unoccupied digits. Wednesday's panties dangled from the strange youngster's dimly lit fingertips. The unidentified male suspended Wednesday's lace underwear in front of his face. He lowered a nylon crotch along the tip of his nose and ends of smiling lips. Barely visible eyelids covered the young man's pitch tinted irises. The masculine stranger inhaled from nostrils the color of peanut butter. "yyYEAH!!" Bernie loudly taunted beyond grinning speech blubber. "You guy-uyys! Somebody *help* the poor thing!!" Sammy clapped cherry nightcrawlers beside his polo toothpaste and shared clown honks. Wednesday sensed icy digits clawing her body velvet while combing joyous face pleats. She detected finger worms dragging crystal panty tar across her cola foot talons. The grim hen ignored ceiling black lights and probed eye coals beside her arm scuffs. She braced helpless ulnas and watched the petty colt inhale her graphite crotch lace. "Gyahhh!!" Wednesday shouted from terrified facial features. "You fucking-- fucks!" Wednesday searched alien faces. "Leave me alone!!" Steaming saline poured out of Wednesday's quivering eye flaps. Wednesday sucked panicked breaths between poorly illuminated lips. She exhaled disgusted puffs. Wednesday spotted Sammy's piercing eye shutters. Sammy's lengthy oral flaps forged a grin-like shape. Sammy's bony fingers reached above Wednesday's insteps. His raspberry nightcrawlers snapped around Wednesday's cucumber refracting ankles. "You fucking-- FUCKS!!" Wednesday belted past flabbergasted lip charcoal. "Leave me alooone!" Sammy pilfered alien bicep caramel and clamped Wednesday's hoisted ankle cucumbers. "Alriiight!!" Sammy croaked. "Is everybody readyyy?!" Long winded hoots escaped phosphorescent stranger cheeks. Wednesday tilted her terrified precipice between shoulders glowing like anti-freeze. "Ahh! Goddd!!" Wednesday belched. "On three, Berns!" Sammy instructed. "Here we go!!" Bernie sank wide facial curves between pine green deltoid stripes. Three inch push broom spikes poked Bernie's dish soap scapula streaks. "Ha! Ha! Ha!" Bernie chuckled between fat lips. Wednesday tightened frantic biceps. She stretched desperate wrists away from Bernie's fat fingers. Wednesday strained thigh and calf ligaments. Wednesday's ankles tugged Sammy's frozen fingers. Sammy and Bernie swung Wednesday towards the warehouse entrance. They swiveled Wednesday's naked body the opposite direction. Wednesday's carcass swayed above dimly lit faces and neon sticks. "Onnne!" Sammy shouted. Wednesday squeezed tear soaked eyelids together. She ripped apart tar stained mouth coverings. "All-riiight!!" Sammy squelched underneath gleeful hair pineapple. "Is everybody readyyy?!" Hailey's licorice comrade sifted phosphorescent cheeks and siphoned panicked breaths. Bernie and Sammy sloshed Wednesday's fearful carcass towards glow stick precipices. "Onnne!" Josh's blonde spiked chum joyfully threatened. "aaAAHH!" Wednesday screamed. Bernie and Sammy's fingers slung Wednesday towards the warehouse entrance. Taught digits swung undressed limbs en route to a tangerine bucket face. "Twooo!" Sammy teased. Bronze tinted eye flaps crushed Wednesday's pale irises. The bridge of Wednesday's nose wrinkled. Wednesday separated frightened jaws. "AAAAHH!!" the violated goth mistress shrieked. Josh's brutal chums swung Wednesday backwards, then en route to a citrus face bucket. "Twooo!" Sammy sadistically teased. "AAAAHH!!" Wednesday cried. Wednesday swooped the direction of the warehouse entrance. She forced apart terrified eyelids. She spotted tomato lighted letters above a set of double doors. The poppy illuminated characters spelled "EXIT". Sammy and Bernie slung Wednesday away from bright red characters. Sausage sized digits released Wednesday's wrists. Frozen nightcrawlers strapping Wednesday's ankles unclenched. "Threee!" Sammy hollered. Wednesday's naked extremities launched from Bernie and Sammy's palms. Wednesday's undressed body segments sailed through artificial fog like dish soap mist. Pale skin covering Wednesday's shoulder blades landed on eager fingers. Mounds surrounding Wednesday's anus collapsed along frozen digits. Ice cold palms supported velvet skin protecting Wednesday's spine. Wednesday crushed naked ribs between bashful biceps. Wednesday's wrists folded on top of her undressed tits. Wednesday squeezed together uncovered kneecaps. She wiggled sideways along anonymous finger supports. She folded humiliated thighs on top of crossed arm segments. Rows of foreign fingers shuffled Wednesday across the room. Wednesday's shoulders, biceps, breasts, stomach, butt, thighs, and calves wandered across anonymous digits. Laser lines like lime peel glided over Wednesday's pale tit peaks. Glowing, green rays climbed illuminated artifacts of exposed breast baseballs. Lime tinted threads traveled down the curves of Wednesday's biceps. Crests of laser waves wandered across soft skin forming Wednesday's stomach. Neon green bands striped Wednesday's cucumber illuminated thighs. Lime green barber stripes spiraled down Wednesday's calves, insteps, and toes. "Stahhhp it!" Wednesday shrieked while acknowledging poppy "EXIT" digits. The wicked hoods launched Hailey's kiwi lighted accomplice across eager fingertips. Quarter shaped coals attached to Lloyd's corneas peered between chocolate strands. An espresso fountain sprouting from Lloyd's forehead was shaded like licorice. Lloyd's chin and cheeks reflected ultraviolet light the color of chardonnay. Valleys dimpling the surface of Lloyd's face were tinted like cinnamon. Features like barbecue sauce surrounded lips like ham steak. A set of thick chops framed the edges of Lloyd's cheeks. Lloyd's mouth wandered to the left edge of his face. Lloyd's head swiveled above a dimly lit neck poking out of a t-shirt collar. Alternating bands a half inch thick decorated Lloyd's elastic trunk covering. Lloyd looked above ash shaded shoulder stripes refracting porcelain tinted radiation. He noticed outstretched arms and fingers. The collection of shadowy limbs lifted above dancing, dimly lit heads. Glow stick hoops dangled from pitch tinted wrists above bouncing scalps. Lloyd spotted naked shoulders refracting avocado light. Granny smith deltoids were striped with cherry syrup lacerations. Biceps reflecting cucumber radiation wandered across poorly illuminated fingers. Undressed humerus sockets surrounded a curtain of chin length, raven black hair. Strands like coal were suspended from a narrow scalp. Lloyd studied bashful upper arms crushed on top of exposed ribs. Tits the color of champagne erupted from a naked chest. Nipples like pencil erasers balanced on flesh bags the size of baseballs. Slender forearms like avocado vases extended from apprehensive elbows. Tiny digits decorated with tar drops poked out of shaking knuckles. Quivering palms hovered helplessly in front of undressed breasts. Lloyd watched pale features cruising on top of deranged, teenage fingertips. Dimly lit mouth rims peeled off of Lloyd's teeth. Lloyd's incisors reflected ultraviolet light the color of glass cleaner. "Threeee!" Sammy victoriously called out. Hailey's somber mate wound exposed nipple beebees and body curves with arm cucumbers. Savage palms passed Wednesday's satin hulk across lime laser beams and dish soap fog. Lloyd piloted cornea coals parting licorice shaded, scalp chocolate and thick chops. He noticed an uproar above ivory sparked shoulder stripes framing his t-shirt collar. The spry colt spotted Wednesday's baseball jugs and pixie slate surfing rowdy digits. "Ho-ly fuuuck--" Lloyd groaned. Lloyd lifted muscular forearms and biceps above shaggy temple chocolate. Charcoal mats hanging from Lloyd's sloppy sneakers skipped across chunks of cement. Lloyd mingled with cotton fabric and denim columns strapped around alien bodyparts. A fountain of raven black strands poured over nearby digits. Velvet neck hide balanced along Lloyd's left hand fingertips. Lloyd cradled a slender throat between pillows forming his palm. He carried undressed shoulders, arms, and breasts away from dancing digits. Lloyd's right hand fingers sank into a seam marking a vertebrae column. Lloyd shuffled undressed hiny mounds away from joyous digits. He suspended exposed shoulder blades and silk hip dermis above his head. Porcelain thigh cellulite drifted off of anonymous fingers. Naked upper legs sank into a slender stomach. Calf curves flattened along slick skin stretched between knee ligaments. Lacerated dermis forming thick heels rested along undressed buttocks. Slender shoulders collapsed on top of Lloyd's muscular chest. Lloyd's fingers and palms glided over mounds of pale flesh. Velvet tuchus ridges collided with Lloyd's muscular abs. Lloyd relaxed knees shrouded with crow tinted denim wads. He landed on his butt. Lloyd's shoulder blades compressed coal and porcelain stripes along jagged concrete. An agitated skull skirted with raven filaments crushed Lloyd's left cheek. Lloyd's left bicep cradled naked upper arms along quartz and soot shirt stripes. The fingers of Lloyd's left hand caressed shaking digits spotted with tar. Lloyd's right hand palm shafts secured silk thigh dermis. Lloyd exhaled a heavy breath from puffed facial curves like ground cinnamon. A pale face poking out of raven black locks swiveled beside Lloyd's left cheek. Frantic eye shutters searched chocolate strands shrouding Lloyd's corneal tar drops. Panicked breaths escaped dimly lit, ruby tinted lips. "Ho-ly fuhhhck--" Hailey's stout escort croaked between dish soap chompers. Lloyd scooted cement points with sloppy sneaker soot embedding tarmac jean wads. He scoured dancing garments and braced his friend's spinal seam with palm gristle. He cradled Wednesday's biceps and tuchus before greeting mortar with scapula streaks. Wednesday nuzzled Lloyd's cheek kiwis and skimmed matted bangs with antsy eye frost. "Awww, fuuuck--" Wednesday grumbled from pitch stained mouth rims. Wednesday yanked raven dotted digits away from Lloyd's fingers. Wednesday latched skittish wrist surfaces on top of her nipples. "Lloyyyd--" Wednesday groaned. Wednesday glanced at Lloyd's cocoa forehead strands. She fastened shivering turquoise irises onto fluorescent ceiling lamps. "D-Don't look at meee--" Wednesday bawled. Lloyd lifted masculine fingers off of Wednesday's upper leg dermis. He glided warm palm flesh across Wednesday's cucumber illuminated cheek. "You're okay, Wednesday," Lloyd hummed. Lloyd's thumb smudged a mascara soaked tear trickling from Wednesday's left eye. Lloyd glided thick digits along coal tinted locks tickling Wednesday's neck. He stroked soot stained fluffs grazing cartilage ear ridges. "You're just fine." Wednesday gazed into Lloyd's eyes. Pale shutters below raven bangs stared at shiny coals between chocolate chunks. Wednesday exhaled an exhausted breath. Bronze coated eyelids crushed pale, blue irises. Wednesday's charcoal stranded temple nuzzled Lloyd's cinnamon cheek flesh. The rim of a dimly lit pencil skirt dangled in front of Lloyd's face. A denim waist the width of a text book hung from poorly lit fingers. Unknown digits sloshed raven black fabric like a sheet blowing in the wind. Coals behind an espresso waterfall floated to the tops of Lloyd's eye sockets. Lloyd looked above the waist of Wednesday's empty skirt. A set of pale irises gazed from poorly illuminated eye whites. Grinning teeth below cloud tinted shutters reflected dish soap radiation. Lloyd stared between openings separating chocolate locks. Lloyd's licorice brows flattened his eye sockets. "Ohh, fahhhck--!" the mortified maiden retched from pitch darkened mouth rims. Lloyd dismissed flashes of his friend scrambling to cover her skittish titty drops. He swiveled pentagonal hiny pockets and carpeted her trunk custard with back stripes. Lloyd's bashful comrade instinctively cradled his ribs and buried her disgusted face. The tender tomcat noticed playful digits flaunting Wednesday's denim skirt asphalt. "Ahhh--" Lloyd groaned. Lloyd's thick fingers snagged the base of Wednesday's tiny pencil skirt. Lloyd snatched a tube of raven denim from a set of anonymous digits. "Yeahhh-- thanks a lot!" Sinister cackles escaped dish soap blocks between unknown lips. The stranger's poorly lit face became lost in a sea of swarming limbs. Lloyd suspended Wednesday's jean skirt in front of his chocolate coated eye shutters. He spotted a fabric column bouncing above his scalp. Lloyd looked up. Identical, rust colored fingers teased Lloyd with Wednesday's tank top. Elastic shoulder straps the width of spaghetti dangled from sloshing digits. The body of Wednesday's tank top swirled like a towel caught in a twister. Lloyd searched above jostling knuckles. Pale irises gazed above grinning, bright blue teeth. Fluffy, chocolate caterpillars lifted off the peaks of Lloyd's eye sockets. "Mannn--!" Lloyd grumbled. Lloyd snagged the base of Wednesday's tank top. He stretched Wednesday's wiggling shirt away from dancing fingers. Slim straps popped out of rust tinted digits like loaded rubber bands. "Well, fuckin'-- thanks so much, dude!" Lloyd belted. "Aren't you sweet?!" Lloyd stared at pale irises. He bobbed his head. Flaps embellished with bronze eye shadow uncovered Wednesday's sky tinted irises. Wednesday studied raven black garments dangling from Lloyd's thick fingers. Lloyd looked beside him. He offered Wednesday her tank top and skirt. "Herrre!" Lloyd instructed. "Put these on!" Vinyl ballerina flats parked along cracked cement next to Lloyd and Wednesday. Lloyd's cinnamon shaded cheeks swiveled. Coals attached to Lloyd's corneas studied insteps refracting lavender radiation. Wednesday's face rotated beside Lloyd's. Icy shutters below raven bangs searched eggplant ankles erupting from midnight felt. Slender calves sank between indigo borders stitched to vinyl collars. Lloyd and Wednesday studied knees illuminated the color of plum skin. Alternating bands a quarter inch thick climbed curves of slender thighs. Thin stripes separated by charcoal dividers reflected glass cleaner rays. A leather belt an inch thick was visible below a crop top sweater. A column of navy blue yarn blanketed a lanky trunk and peaks of tiny breasts. Matching, midnight tubes shrouded skinny wrists and biceps. A pale face erupted from a mountain of indigo yarn. Strands of molten lava flowed out of a narrow scalp. Emerald shutters gazed out of transparent rectangles below caramel eyebrows. Grinning lips decorated with carnation gloss curled above glow stick hoops. A vinyl strip suspended Hailey's transparent hand bag beside her right hip. Dancing fingers swooped in front of Hailey's waist during DJ drum beats. Pale insteps twisted above toes of vinyl flats. A narrow mat attached to Hailey's right shoe flattened along chunks of concrete. The toe of Hailey's left shoe pointed at a dusty floor surface. Hailey's nimble feet froze. Hailey studied porcelain stripes surrounding her boyfriend's biceps. Emerald irises focused on streaked upper arms hugging Wednesday's naked ribs. Wednesday's forearms laid helplessly on top of her tiny tits. Wednesday's cyan eye shutters gazed at the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Tar drops stuck to Lloyd's corneas focused on emeralds surrounding Hailey's pupils. Lloyd lifted a set of unapologetic palms. Wednesday's clothing dangled from the fingers of Lloyd's right hand. Lloyd shrugged shoulders wrapped with charcoal and porcelain tinted stripes. "Ahh, yeahhh--!" Lloyd sarcastically grumbled while snagging his buddy's hip textile. "Thanks, brahhh!" Lloyd offered waist grit to Wednesday's eager digit coals and endured saucy chuckles. He noticed the same knuckle rust taunting him with spaghetti strap shirt licorice. "Oh, *well*--!" Lloyd hatefully commented before gathering Wednesday's tank top. "Fuckin'-- thanks so much, dude!" Wednesday's chocolate mopped buddy draped elastic shirt soot across her raven locks. Hailey implanted cement debris with a lavender ballet mat and an eggplant instep rim. She froze nimble calf lilacs packing ozone shoe hems under dish soap skirt stripes. She cradled turtleneck yarn airing belt amber with indigo chutes fanning mango claws. The radiant siren steadied licorice purse cable and sifted her friends' grim peepers. "Not what it looks like!" Lloyd hollered. Hailey studied cherry tinted scrapes wrapping the peaks of her friend's shoulders. Emerald shutters followed cucumber thigh arcs extending from Wednesday's hips. Hailey kneeled beside her friend. Insteps poking out of felt borders collapsed along points of broken concrete. Knees emerging from charcoal and glass cleaner stripes compressed grains of sand. Tangerine spotted fingertips gripped thighs wrapped with bright blue bands. Wild eyes like emeralds gazed through one inch by two inch crystals. Jade shutters traced the curves of Wednesday's pale shoulders and biceps. Wednesday studied her friend's glittering irises. She could tell something was wrong with her. The base of Hailey's transparent purse dropped beside her pale calf. A strap like licorice candy coiled on top of Hailey's translucent hand bag. "Wednesday?" Hailey requisitioned. "What-- happened?!?" Tiny fingers poking out of Hailey's sweater sleeve landed on Wednesday's shin. Pale digits decorated with tangerine nail polish compressed soft leg flesh. Tiny hairs along the back of Hailey's neck stood on end. A quiver traveled through tendons connecting Hailey's fingers to her shoulder. Raspberry eyelids closed in front of emeralds attached to Hailey's corneas. Hailey inhaled cool, damp air using a set of tiny nostrils. She exhaled hot breath between gloss coated lips. Hailey's palm sank into velvet skin protecting Wednesday's calf. Hailey glided neon spotted fingers across silk dermis forming Wednesday's lower leg. She dragged hand pillows over her friend's buttery hide. Wednesday's cyan irises watched raspberry flaps behind her friend's glasses lenses. Slick calf skin transferred fingertip sensations into Wednesday's neck ligaments. Narrow, raven tinted eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Wednesday's nose. Dimly lit, ruby red lips peeled off of bright blue incisors. "Not what it looks like!" Lloyd hollered using apologetic face caramel. Hailey packed cement debris with foot and knee velvet and scanned Wednesday's scuffs. "Wednesday??" the wiry mermaid blurted below cornea jade embedding crystal aids. "What the hell happened!?" The magma stranded vixen seated her clear hand bag and gripped Wednesday's shin silk. Buttery hide jolts sealed Hailey's cherry optic flaps and sprang her rear neck hairs. Wednesday endured curious nail rakes while eyeing her buddy's narcotized face pleats. "Hailey-- what the fuck?!" Wednesday shouted. "Stop it!" Hailey's pale digits collected along her friend's slender kneecap. Raspberry tinted eye flaps uncovered Hailey's emerald eye shutters. Hailey's face straightened above a midnight blue toroid. Light blue irises below Wednesday's angry eyebrows stared at transparent crystals. The fingers of Wednesday's right hand uncovered her left breast. Ends of tar spotted digits snatched Wednesday's garments from Lloyd's fingertips. Lloyd's head turned. Pitch tinted irises studied Wednesday's pale cheeks between chocolate forehead strands. "Hailey-- what the fuck?!" the raven feathered vixen loudly demanded. Wednesday observed Hailey fondling her knee velvet before popping her frisky digits. "ssStop it!!" "She can't *help* it, Wednesday," Lloyd explained. "She's on ecstasy." Wednesday squeezed crow tinted elastic over erasers poking out of her tiny tits. She stretched a raven black column over the surface of her trim stomach. She adjusted the rim of her shirt above curves of naked hips. Spaghetti sized straps gripped the peaks of Wednesday's scraped up shoulders. "She can't *help* it, Wednesday!" Lloyd hollered while skimming forehead coffee. "She took ecstasy!" Hailey's brunette comrade packed areola erasers and ab satin under tank top licorice. "What the fuck do you *mean* she's on ecstasy?!" Wednesday demanded. Wednesday poked raven spotted toes inside the waist of her denim dress. She dragged her soot tinted pencil skirt between Hailey's fingertips and her knees. She stretched sand paper dress fabric over the curves of her hips. Tar dotted fingertips poked chrome plated buttons through Wednesday's crotch flap. Grooves formed along Hailey's fingertips grazed points of crow tinted denim. Sensations like steak knife pokes invaded Hailey's pale digits. Hailey tilted molten lava strands between her shoulder blades. Magma trickles scorched a midnight tinted volcano concealing Hailey's neck. Raspberry eyelids collapsed in front of emerald shutters behind tiny panes. Hailey glided her curious palm across charcoal denim strapping her friend's thigh. Lips coated with carnation gloss peeled off of Hailey's teeth. Hailey siphoned musty gasses between incisors reflecting glass cleaner radiation. "The-- fuck do you MEAN she took ecstasy?!" Wednesday heatedly inquired. "Whyyy!?" The pissy goth isolated Hailey's nail embers from her thighs with tarmac skirt denim. Hailey groped elastic hip sand paper Wednesday buckled with chrome crotch buttons. "aaaahh--" Hailey purred. Wednesday searched pale skin forming her friend's narrow jaw line. She swiveled knees wrapped with raven denim away from Hailey's pale digits. Hailey's tangerine spotted fingers floated on a puff of frosty air. Hailey situated pale cheeks above indigo yarn wrapping her neck. Pomegranate eye flaps peeled off of Hailey's emerald irises. Hailey studied sea ice shutters surrounding her friend's pupils. Eyebrows like crow feathers pointed at the inner corners of Wednesday's eyes. Wednesday directed a raven spotted index finger between Hailey's glasses lenses. "AAAaaa--" Hailey expelled while scorching midnight scapula fleece with hair magma. "Hailey!" Wednesday barked. "Get the fuck away from me!" Emerald shutters stared at a drop of tar dotting Wednesday's pointer finger. Slender eyebrows like pumpkin pie pointed down the bridge of Hailey's nose. Jade quarters glared from the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Hailey's pupils followed champagne flesh forming Wednesday's scraped up shoulder. Hailey gazed into Wednesday's eyes. She inhaled an angry breath between gloss coated lips. "Hailey!" Wednesday belched while swiveling defensive lap charcoal. "Stay the fuck away from me!!" Wednesday's lava stranded chum skimmed oblong lenses and siphoned a hateful breath. "Fuck you, bitch!" Hailey spat. Hailey's tiny fingers squeezed a kneecap poking through Wednesday's pencil skirt. Hailey shoved denim wrapped legs away from glass cleaner stripes spanning her lap. Hailey planted angry palms along chunks of broken concrete. She shoved herself to her feet. Hailey balanced on narrow mats attached to lavender illuminated flats. She situated a black, vinyl strap along navy blue yarn covering her right shoulder. Gold plated links hanging from Hailey's purse strap suspended her bag beside her hip. Emeralds below angry eyebrows gazed between dancing limb shadows. Lemon, tangerine, strawberry, and plum tinted rings decorated alien arms and legs. Hailey spotted a pair of girls across the room. Pale, dimly lit faces conversed casually below curtains of dark hair. Hailey studied two young men accompanying youthful, talking ladies. A tomato tinted ball cap gripped one youngster's scalp. Circular, two inch lenses concealed the second young man's upper facial features. Crystals like bases of drinking glasses reflected lavender tinted black light. Mascara coated lashes surrounded milk tinted almonds the height of half dollars. Emerald pennies peered from peaks of glaring corneas. Jade shutters focused below downturned eyebrows like cream soda brush strokes. Dime sized pupils stared below raspberry hoods formed by Hailey's eye sockets. Rectangular lenses rested along cucumber cheeks. Tiny panes covered piercing lime slices. Hailey's nose lifted above a "v" shape missing from her upper lip. A pale flesh tube connecting Hailey's nostrils to her forehead wrinkled. The left corner of Hailey's top mouth rim lifted off of glowing bicuspids. Gritted chiclets reflected ultraviolet light the color of dish soap. Felt borders like a nighttime canopy framed Hailey's pale insteps. Crevices between Hailey's toes were visible beside dark blue crescents. Lace bows the size of padlock keys were wound above midnight arcs. Lavender refracting imitation leather formed points concealing lime tinted toenails. A felt strand gripped the origins of Hailey's slender Achilles' tendons. Slick fabric clasped Hailey's heels. Hailey lifted her right foot. A rubber mat shaped like a glass soda bottle lifted off of cracked cement. A beverage shaped shoe sole pointed at worn concrete bricks. Hailey bent over. A trim stomach blanketed with navy blue fleece folded in half. Hailey's angry, little face observed Gwen above the peak of a midnight mountain. Hailey's furious precipice shrouded her tiny, yarn covered tits. Strands of molten lava flowed beside Hailey's lavender refracting cheeks. Ends of magma trickles dangled below Hailey's narrow chin. Hailey's tiny digits glided down slick skin forming her lower leg. Hailey squeezed a tangerine thumbnail between her Achilles' tendon and a vinyl collar. She stretched her ballerina shoe over thick flesh protecting her heel. She glided a felt rim across match stick pillows ruffling the sole of her right foot. Hailey stretched a vinyl rim over stubby digits spotted with lime green acrylic. Neon toe caps reflected ultraviolet radiation like kiwi flesh. Hailey stretched her left hand fingers in front of Lloyd's chocolate eye facets. The heel of Hailey's flat extended from her tiny, cucumber digits. Lloyd studied slick, imitation leather forming the toe of Hailey's plantar covering. Camel tinted instep vinyl repeated rays the color of lavender petals. Lloyd reached above cherry syrup scratches sunken into Wednesday's naked shoulder. He grabbed Hailey's shoe. Hailey slipped off her opposite ballerina flat. She handed it to Lloyd. "Fuck you, BITCH!" Hailey belted between menthol waxed mouth carnations. The ginger dame shoved broken cement and planted plum flats cradling teal hiny bands. She situated purse licorice and spotted tomato ball cap mesh beyond fruity arm bands. Optical saucers parted cream and cocoa scalp knots joining two graphite haired girls. Hailey skimmed cherry hoods and cinnamon lashes with eye limes probing angular glass. She shriveled nasal asparagus and gritted dish soap incisors straining her lip bevel. The sole of Hailey's left foot collapsed along points of frozen, concrete shards. Neon nail polish spotting pale digits phosphoresced the color of lime peel. Hailey stood on her tip-toes. Knobs of thick hide lifted off of tiny pebbles coating a cracked surface. Dermis ridges surrounded crevices spanning the arches of Hailey's feet. Hailey floated away on tips of kiwi capped toes. She disappeared into a crowd of dimly lit strangers. Wednesday's shoulder blades flattened on top of Lloyd's muscular chest. Wednesday's head turned. Wednesday looked above a spaghetti strap gripping her right shoulder. Lloyd's ocular coals gazed at cyan shutters between his molasses hair strands. Gwen's pale face floated on the end of her long, slender neck. Her porcelain throat emerged from a crisp collar that was two inches wide. Soft skin protecting Gwen's trachea chute glowed the color of champagne. Quarter inch charcoals spotted ivory shirt silk bordering Gwen's air passage. Pale fabric separating dark diamonds phosphoresced the color of glass cleaner. Raven tinted strands framed Gwen's pale cheeks. Cherry red gloss coating Gwen's lips reflected orange peel radiation. Hazel irises below raven tinted eyebrows glowed like molten gold. Scotch facets studied bourbon droplets spotting Kyle's corneas. Tangerine mouth edges peeled off of Gwen's bright blue incisors. The fiery minx leveled lava cheek drapes beyond indigo tit slats and lifted her foot. She peeled midnight felt framing her heel vinyl and molted pillowy plantar pleats. She poised kiwi toe caps and hoisted violet fired ballet hide near Lloyd's pupil tar. Lloyd cradled his snookie's slick shoe, then waited while she gave him the other one. He watched her skamper twin foot mats before checking Wednesday's stormy eye frost. Gwen uprooted raven dusted, cheek champagne above diamond dotted, shirt toothpaste. Asphalt collar points framed mango sparked lip gloss under Gwen's sinister eye gold. "How many pills did you give her?!" Gwen shouted above DJ music. Maple shutters under a tomato hat strap studied violet flashes sparking Gwen's cheeks. Curls like pumpkin pie filling extended above a plastic belt securing Kyle's ball cap. Kyle folded dimly lit forearms on top of a charcoal blanket covering his chest. A glass Mayer bottle dangled from the fingers of Kyle's right hand. "How many pills did you give her?!" the bitchy princess shouted at Kyle's pupil ale. Kyle stacked peck tarmac and greeted Gwen's plum strobed face with claret hat mesh. "Fuckin'-- two!" Kyle shouted back. "You *owe* me for that, by the way." Slender eyebrows the color of raven feathers lifted above Gwen's golden irises. "Fuckin'-- two!" the agitated hipster hollered while sloshing glass cleaner tablets. "You *owe* me for that--!" "Twooo?!" Gwen requisitioned. Two inch lenses between Cole's plum and molasses hair fluffs faced Gwen. Cole's bony cheeks and thin lips refracted tomato tinted laser flashes. "Twooo!?" Gwen interjected using leery vocal streaks. "We tried to give her one, yo!" Cole yelled above drum beats. "Fuck-- she wanted two!!" Kyle shrugged. "We tried to give her *one*, yo!" Cole belted under tomato flashed vision orbs. "Fahhhck! She wanted two!!" "She *really* wanted to roll, girly girl!" Kyle screamed. Cole lifted long fingers in front of tomato letters spanning the top of his t-shirt. "She *really* wanted to ROLL, girly girl!" Kyle slyly proclaimed. "The fuck were we supposed to do, yo?!" Cole shouted. "Say no??!" Kyle's thick forearms toppled off of his chest. Kyle suspended a silicate Mayer flask in front of his cinnamon facial features. Kyle's fingertips squeezed the rim of a chocolate brown cap. A glass container dangled from threads formed along an aluminum covering. Kyle's copper irises studied a chocolate rectangle near the top of a banana sticker. Kyle's pupils traced porcelain letters spelling the word "MAYER". Fluffy, pumpkin pie brows pointed down the bridge of Kyle's nose. "The fuck were we supposed to do, yo?!" Cole artlessly blathered. "Say no??!" Kyle skimmed ivory "MAYER" characters along label chocolate heading a banana sticker. "And these shits were expensive, yo!" Kyle belched. Blue jay shutters between mascara coated eyelashes studied a crystal container. Caplets like pencil erasers reflected ultraviolet light the color of dish soap. Allie's pupils studied bright blue tablets below crow tinted bangs. Arms sleeved with ibuprofen gel dangled from Allie's timid shoulders. Allie folded biceps and forearms on top of tulip fabric covering her tiny tits. Lips stained like used motor oil glided off of bright blue bicuspids. "And these shits were expensive, yo!" the almond haired hoodlum distressingly opined. Allie focused eye ozone under forehead licorice and folded tulip printed wrist opals. "You guys-- gave her *two* of those?!" Allie shouted. Kyle studied a tablet drawing decorating his Mayer bottle's label. Red capital letters formed a cross embellishing a porcelain tinted ellipse. Kyle inhaled a breath between dish soap chiclets. "You guyyys-- gave her *two* of those?!" Gwen's mousy sidekick distressingly probed. "She said she had a headache, yo!" Kyle screamed back. "One aspirin's not enough for a damn headache!" Cole cackled. Blue jay irises wandered to the right corners of Allie's eyes. Allie studied two inch discs covering the upper half of Cole's face. Circular crystals reflected tomato tinted laser glints above laughing lips. Hailey saundered past dancing arms and legs on the tips of her toes. Hailey's tiny fingers brushed naked skin surrounding a young lady's bicep. Hailey froze. She balanced on plantar mounds behind origins of lime capped digits. Biceps wrapped with midnight tubes hugged Hailey's ribs. Flaps coated with raspberry eye shadow covered Hailey's emerald eye shutters. Hailey tilted molten hair strands between her shoulders. She siphoned musty air between carnation painted lips. She exhaled a gratified breath. "She said she had a *headache*, yo!" Kyle shouted above DJ beats. "One aspirin's not enough for a damn headache!" Allie focalized cackling lips under Cole's absurd specs using grim, ocular blue jays. Hailey grazed bicep hide, causing her to park nimble arches and capsize her eye jade. "aaaahh--" Hailey hummed. A leather tube collapsed on top of molten lava flowing out of Hailey's scalp. A three inch, rubber spike hammered indigo fleece between Hailey's scapulas. Hailey's eyes opened. Raven black ox skin covered the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Hailey reached up. Fingers poking out of Hailey's sweater sleeve squeezed a column of bison dermis. Hailey dragged a calf shaped chute off of magma filaments scorching her scalp. She dangled a cow hide column in front of rectangular crystals surrounding her nose. Hailey's emerald ocular facets searched Wednesday's long, left boot. Gwen studied blueberry acrylic decorating her right hand index finger. Gwen's slender digit rested along the surface of her thumb. "AAAaaa--" the gratified siren grated across euphoric voice ridges. Heel rubber popped Hailey's lumbar seam and draped her glasses with calf licorice. The wiry hen swatted her magma locks and dangled leather pitch beyond crystal scopes. Gwen studied blueberry acrylic glazing her fingernails with thoughtful ocular gold. "She'll be okay on a couple of ecs, right?!" Gwen asked. Gwen studied her reflection using midnight tinted acrylic coating her fingernail. She looked up. Kyle dangled a glass Mayer bottle beside his right bicep. He watched something behind Gwen's diamond spotted shoulders. Gwen looked above quarter inch rhombuses dotting her shoulder. She gazed at oblong ocular crystals. Gwen's lemon flesh irises focused on lime wedge shutters between raspberry eyelids. Agile bare feet skipped across chunks of broken concrete. Euphoric calves puppeteered carefree ankles below a skirt of bright blue stripes. An upper body draped with a crop top sweater swooped above curvy hips. The balls of Hailey's feet collapsed along points of jagged concrete. Hailey's tiny fingers slopped raven black cow hide over right shoulder. Fierce emeralds gazed from ocular peaks below pumpkin pie eyebrows. The left corner of Hailey's lips formed a sinister smirk. "*She'll* be okay on a couple of ecs, right?!" the curious dutchess hollered. Gwen admired her savory facial refractions before checking Kyle's distracted eye ale. She scanned her teal lined shoulder dots and glimpsed Hailey's rabid ocular emeralds. Hailey packed floor remnants with agile foot digits and ratcheted clunky boot spokes. "Holloway steps up to the plate!" Hailey shouted. Hailey swung Wednesday's boot in front of midnight yarn covering her chest. A rubber spike poking out of Wednesday's boot collided with Gwen's bony cheek. The toe of Wednesday's footwear hammered Gwen's raven tinted temple strands. Gwen's skull twisted her slender neck. Gwen's phosphorescent facial curves swiveled away from her left shoulder. Gwen's jaw hammered diamond spotted silk covering her right bicep. "OOoohh!!" Gwen belched. Gwen's rotating precipice slung her arms and digits behind her back. Gwen's twisting body segments balanced on the toes of her suede footwear. Gwen swirled like a top. Gwen's diamond spotted shoulder blades and spine collided with broken concrete. Gwen's cherry strapped tuchus mounds flattened on top of cement points. Rubber caps padding the heels of Gwen's cow hide boots pulverized floor fragments. Rocks colliding with Gwen's ribs forced a gallon of air through her neon tinted lips. "Holloway steps up to the plate!" the fiery mermaid deliriously commentated. Hailey cracked Gwen's cheek gumball with her buddy's towering footwear neoprene. The jolted doe spun like a top and greeted mortar points with rib silk and boot mats. "Puhh!!" Gwen exhaled. Hailey watched Gwen's limp carcass collapse along cold concrete. The ends of Hailey's eyebrows pointed down the bridge of her nose. An excited grin tore the lower half of Hailey's face in two. Hailey lifted sets of victorious fingers beside edges of yarn covered biceps. The calf of Wednesday's left boot dangled from the fingers of Hailey's right hand. Hailey's transparent purse hopped on glass cleaner stripes covering her right hip. "Puhhhhh--!!" Gwen expelled from tangerine sparked mouth compote. Hailey hammered dish soap hip stripes with victorious clodhopper tar and purse frost. "Wassup, motha fucker?!!" Hailey shrieked. Kyle lowered his headache diversion flask. Kyle's right hand fingers flattened seaweed thigh denim using a silicate container. Kyle searched Hailey's dilated eye shutters. Kyle's bourbon cornea droplets traversed Hailey's emerald pupil facets. Kyle watched tomato red flashes framing the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Poppy shaded streaks illuminating rectangular crystals forged capital "L" line segments. "Wassup, motha fucker!?" Gwen's ecstatic precipice batterer brazenly taunted. Kyle mashed denim moss with pill glass and ogled "L" flashes edging Hailey's lenses. "Ho-ly shiiit--" Kyle croaked. Rust tinted shutters two inches wide filled the lenses of Cole's glasses. Cole's quarter sized pupils focused on tiny mounds poking out of Gwen's chest. Baseball shaped dunes wrapped with diamond spotted silk heaved on top of Gwen's ribs. Cole's slender fingers covered his long, grinning lips. Cole snickered. Gwen's cucumber illuminated face tilted backwards above her dimly lit throat. Gwen's scalp sank into raven hair filaments blanketing cold, dusty cement. Flaps brushed with cotton candy eye shadow closed in front of Gwen's hazel irises. Gwen's tiny fingers crushed her nose and tangerine coated lips. Gwen puffed steaming gasses across the surface of her palm. Blood squirted between Gwen's shivering knuckles. Crimson mouth dots spattered Gwen's avocado refracting cheeks. Dimly lit claret trickled down pale finger shafts. Steaming hemoglobin soup dripped from blueberry coated nails. Cole's slender digits toppled off of his cackling lips. Cole observed poorly lit bodily fluids leaking from Gwen's right hand. Dim organ liquid stained Gwen's pale skin like used motor oil. Cole's gratified face swiveled back and fourth. Lavender and espresso strands pummeled Cole's bony cheeks. "Ho-ly shee-uhhht--" the ball capped ecstasy mule ominously croaked. Cole's pupil wafers eyed Gwen sprawling scalp slate and crumpling tulip ocular flaps. The lanky rebel savored Gwen gushing motor oil globulin between kiwi knuckle shafts. "Fuckin' hawwwt, yo--" Cole purred. Dermis pillows protecting Hailey's feet carried her forward a couple of steps. Hailey's tightened calf muscles balanced her heels three inches above broken concrete. Her right bicep rotated her wrist and fingers. The sole of Wednesday's boot swung from a cow hide neck like a helicopter blade. Maniacal emeralds gazed through rectangular crystals below caramel eyebrows. Grinning, carnation stained lips uncovered glowing bicuspids. "Fuckin'-- hawwwt, yo," Cole excitedly purred while clamping lengthy lip arcs. Hailey perched antsy heel velvet and swirled her friend's designer traveling chute. "rrRAHH!!" Hailey snarled. Kyle and Cole showed Hailey apprehensive palms. Kyle shuffled away using tomato tinted canvas shoes. Cole stepped back using one inch platforms attached to charcoal sneakers. Hailey watched the boys stumble across busted cement. She peeled grinning lips off of bicuspids like childrens' toothpaste. Hailey looked beside her. Blue jay half dollars gazed below a canopy of crow tinted bangs. Bright blue bicep columns squeezed Allie's ribs. Allie inhaled between dimly lit, crimson lips. She breathed out an uneasy breath. Toes of leather flats decorated with bright blue stitches carried Allie backwards. A harness made from gold plated links slipped off the peak of Allie's shoulder. Fingers extending from Allie's ibuprofen sleeve fumbled brass tinted loops. Tangerine spotted digits squeezed chain links reflecting ultraviolet glints. A black bag the size of a paperback novel dangled six inches above the floor. Emeralds attached to Hailey's corneas stared at dish soap drops spotting Allie's eyes. Hailey blinked. She squeezed sinister mouth rims together. She relaxed elated eye flaps. Lloyd emerged from rows of dancing limbs. Produce illuminated hoops embellished swooping arms and legs. The heels of Hailey's vinyl shoes dangled from Lloyd's right hand fingers. Molasses droplets behind Lloyd's chocolate hair watched transparent, nylon cups. See through mounds the size of navel orange halves followed lines of raven lace. Lloyd observed flashes of Wednesday's bra wandering between dizzying raver digits. Lloyd reached inside puffs of artificial fog. Lloyd's thick fingers squeezed an elastic tit cover the hue of raven feathers. Tiny shoulder blades peaking from tank top straps plowed past wandering forearms. Pale calves descended from a dark, denim skirt. Wednesday flattened frustrated heels along chunks of broken cement. Limbs decorated with cherry syrup extended from Wednesday's shoulder sockets. Raven tinted knots stretched away from Wednesday's pitch coated fingernails. Wednesday's sweater tightened between champagne digits and anonymous nightcrawlers. Wednesday stepped backwards with her right foot. Plantar pillows and tiny toes landed on cement shards twelve inches away. Wednesday flexed irritated calf muscles. She tensed naked biceps surrounding her chest. Wednesday's poorly illuminated lips peeled off of gritted bicuspids. Sea ice shutters searched strange faces below angry, raven black eyebrows. "rrRAAA!!" the psychotic mermaid snarled beyond grinning speech bismuth. Kyle and Cole backpedaled fruit punch shoe canvas and eggplant sneaker platforms. Allie compressed ibuprofen rib linen and receded teal stitched walking licorice. She fumbled her paperback bag pitch before reeling brass links with tangerine talons. Hailey glimpsed Allie's ozone pupil drops, then noticed Lloyd bypass neon arm hoops. Hailey's murky escort dangled her vinyl shoe plums and skimmed dancing limb segments. He snatched crystal tit soot trailing raven bra lace among artificial fog, dish soap. Wednesday plowed rowdy elbows with bicep licorice and packed mortar with pissy heels. She stretched beetle jacket knots with frustrated nail coals and gritted teal teeth. "Give-- me-- my-- sweater!!" Wednesday shouted. Alien fingers like cinnamon sticks released yarn knots the color of soot. Wednesday stumbled backwards on undressed heels. Wednesday's hind cheeks compressed a denim sheet along shards of cracked concrete. Wednesday's shoulder blades collided with Hailey's velvet calves. Wednesday's skull bounced on dish soap stripes spanning the backs of Hailey's knees. Wednesday's sweater spread across her face and shoulders like a poacher's net. Hailey stopped swinging her friend's boot. She looked above navy blue yarn blanketing her shoulder. Emeralds studied raven tinted filaments sprouting from Wednesday's scalp. "Give-- me-- my-- sweater!!" Hailey's cola mopped buddy belted past speech tar. Wednesday freed wrist fishnet before skidding concrete cracks with tarmac hiny denim. Hailey noticed her friend's noggin knots pop her rear knee bands before looking back. "Hi, Wednesday!" Hailey beamed. Wednesday dragged soot stained yarn knots off of her face. Tiny fingers scrambled to free Wednesday's facial curves from a fishnet blanket. Wednesday dragged her sweater onto a denim sheet stretched across her lap. She looked up. Anonymous eyes watched from a crowd of dancing limbs. Pupils adorning dim eye whites stared at a space between Wednesday's thighs. Wednesday looked down. She could see the tips of her toes above the rim of her skirt. Tar spotted digits were visible beyond a sheet of raven tinted denim. Wednesday remembered she wasn't wearing any panties. "Hi, Wednesday!" the carrot stranded siren beamed above midnight shoulder fleece. Wednesday wadded poacher weaves bundling her trunk and spotted peeping eye whites. Tar toenails beyond split knee asphalt reminded the glum goth she had no panties on. "AAaahh!" Wednesday grumbled. Wednesday squeezed startled knees together. She fumbled through a blanket of raven tinted knots. She shoved her tiny fingers into the sleeves of her sweater. She squeezed pale digits inside columns of fisherman's net the color of soot. She hurled the body of her sweater over her head. She situated raven tube seams along the peaks of her shoulders. Wednesday's fishnet jacket reeked of beer. Wednesday looked up. Cyan quarters floated to the tops of Wednesday's eye sockets. A bag the size of a three ring binder dangled in front of Wednesday's pupils. Wednesday studied lavender brush strokes constructing bodies of geraniums. Images of begonia petals glowed the color of an orange peel. A half inch, vinyl strap suspended Wednesday's hand bag in front of her eyes. Wednesday followed a harness forged from artifical leather. The floral deltoid suspender dangled from Lloyd's index finger and thumb. Wednesday searched shiny coals hiding behind Lloyd's chocolate hair strands. She extended thankful arms wrapped with raven tinted knots. Lloyd tossed Wednesday's money sack along the inner surfaces of her forearms. Wednesday's nylon bra cups drifted on top of her daffodil printed mall case. Lloyd spotted raven black panties drifting on puffs of glass cleaner mist. Transparent triangles decorated with lace cruised tips of anonymous fingers. Lloyd approached joyous limbs strapped with neon hoops. He reached between poorly lit, alien shoulders. "Ah! Shit!" Wednesday spat while clamping qualmy thighs and equipping yeasty threads. The squeamish hen spotted her orange peel purse begonias above mortified pupil frost. She followed umber digit hoists to Lloyd's eye coals and offered thankful ulna knots. She captured her discarded money sack, then watched nylon bra pitch drizzle on top. Lloyd spotted his friend's raven panty lace cruising alien fingers among neon cuffs. "Yeah-- thanks, guys!" Lloyd belched. "Hand the shit over!" Poorly illuminated arms shoved Lloyd backwards. Lloyd balanced on toe mats separating from his sloppy sneakers. He extended pissy biceps from muscular shoulder sockets. Walnut forearms poked out of Lloyd's masculine ribs. Hailey's flats dangled from the fingers of Lloyd's right hand. "Awww-- motha fuck!" Lloyd barked. Lloyd shoved his way past wandering wrists and shifting upper arms. Wednesday positioned her bra straps underneath elastic tank top struts. She reached between her shoulder blades. She collected fasteners below raven black fabric shrouding her ribs. She looked up. Drops of tar stared below three inch cheese poofs poking out of Josh's scalp. Josh's sinister, dimly lit face floated above the collar of a midnight blue shirt. A half inch, chrome ball appeared near the left corner of Josh's lips. Josh glided the end of his tongue stud from one side of his mouth to the other. Bases of leather footwear convened next to Josh's skate shoes. Long boots supported chalk tinted thighs strapped with torn nylons. Leather quadrants like bat wing segments formed a skirt below Ivy's naked stomach. A raven crop top with bell shaped sleeves dangled from Ivy's narrow shoulders. "V" shaped points formed a shirt rim below Ivy's tits. Ivy's spiked collar suspended lemon, lime, tangerine, and strawberry glow sticks on top of her chest. Champagne irises gazed between pistachio eyelids. Grinning, neon orange lips framed glass cleaner teeth. Hair reaching Ivy's shoulder blades faded from blueberry to cherry. "Hand it over, fuckers!" the shaggy maverick demanded while combatting strange limbs. Lloyd cradled his girlfriend's lavender flats and endured resistant cadaver strikes. "Aww, motha fuck!" Lloyd protested before pummeling past shady appendages. Wednesday fixed breast hangers under tank top struts, then spied Josh's ocular ale. Scalp cheese poofs topped Josh's antsy tongue beebee above his midnight shirt collar. Torn thigh nylon rode Ivy's nearby clodhoppers under skirt bat wings and navel talc. Collar spikes dangled citrus glow sticks above apple tits and zig-zag, crop top soot. Pupil kiwis parting eyelid limes spanned mango lip arcs among ruby tipped hair ozone. Robin egg shutters stared at Wednesday below Bernie's soot tinted eyebrows. Spikes like three inch push broom bristles poked out of Bernie's fat scalp. A pine needle collar surrounded Bernie's thick neck below his smirking lips. Bright blue bands two inches thick decorated Bernie's dark green polo. Bernie's pine needle shirt shrouded trombone chutes cloaking his thick thighs. Sammy's pale face reflected light the color of chardonnay. Bourbon eye shutters studied Wednesday's cucumber cheeks below one inch scalp spikes. Sammy's blonde head points phosphoresced the color of pineapple flesh. Sammy's slender lips pretended to be a thoughtful smirk. His pale forearms were folded on top of a white polo chest. Sammy's porcelain shirt repeated ultraviolet radiation like bright blue toothpaste. Legs concealed by soot shaded denim emerged from Sammy's dish soap trunk. Wednesday searched vicious, dimly lit corneas. She reached behind her. Fingers extending from raven feather wrist ornaments latched around Hailey's ankle. Tar spotted digits crushed Hailey's slender Achilles' tendon. Wednesday greeted robin egg irises nesting Bernie's push broom hair bristles. Dish soap streaks divided kale polo, man tits shrouding Bernie's trombone khakis. Sammy's eye amber embedded diced pineapple hair above lengthy lips forcing a smile. Body silk like children's toothpaste topped denim leg soot framing checkered shoes. Wednesday clawed her friend's giddy Achilles velvet with terrified talon licorice. "H-Hailey!" Wednesday forced out of nervous teeth. Hailey's anti-freeze cheeks swiveled above her long, skinny neck. Neon orange filaments hammered navy blue fleece surrounding Hailey's throat. Emeralds peered through transparent crystals from corners of thoughtful eyes. Carnation waxed lips lifted off gritted teeth the color of dish soap. Pupils between jade facets studied tar drops under rows of cheese puffs. Hailey's eyes focused on pitch tinted irises floating on cinnamon cheeks. Hailey never met Travis Griffin's brother. But, she knew who she was looking at. Hailey switched her friend's leather boot neck from her right hand to her left. She studied a crystal Mayer flask hanging from Kyle's thick fingers. She smirked. Josh searched bright blue stripes stretched around Hailey's hips and hiny. Josh watched Hailey's yarn wrapped limbs shuffle in front of Kyle's black trunk covering. Strands of molten lava brushed the peaks of Hailey's shoulder blades. Hailey swirled on balls of bare feet. She tossed something beside her phosphorescent cheeks using neon spotted digits. Josh stepped back. He searched artificial mist. Tomato and lime lasers illuminated faint clouds saturating musty warehouse gasses. Kyle's glass Mayer container broke through dimly lit fog. The silicate bottle was six inches from Josh's face. An aluminum cap like chocolate candy hammered a space between Josh's eyes. Josh's eyelids squeezed shut in front of tar spotted corneas. Josh's fingers flattened above the bridge of his nose. Thin lips peeled off of Josh's bright blue teeth. "H-Hailey!" the frantic dutchess belted between glass cleaner chiclets. Wednesday's delirious comrade swept navy blue neck yarn with magma noggin filaments. She skimmed Josh's pupil pitch with oblong specs and *knew* he was Travis' brother. She spotted Kyle's Mayer flask and smirked before switching helicopter boot hands. Josh glimpsed Hailey hauling teal hiny bands beside Kyle's charcoal peck drapes. The schizy nymph swiveled nimble foot mats and rocketed something across fake mist. Josh observed Kyle's ecstasy tablets break rave fog before splitting his eye pitch. "AAaahh--" Josh groaned. Kyle's aspirin jar collided with points of worn out concrete. A prismatic canister resembling a travel mouth wash container exploded. Tablets like dish soap scattered between Josh's skate shoes. High priced caplets imitated confetti escaping a party popper. Kyle's agitated fingers crushed tomato characters decorating Cole's t-shirt. Kyle's pale digits shoved Cole's xylophone lung protectors. Kyle watched ecstasy drops bouncing across dusty concrete fragments. Eyebrows like pumpkin pie lifted off of Kyle's bourbon irises. Kyle's palms flattened his straw refracting cheeks. Kyle ripped apart disgusted lips. "AAGGHHFF!!" the startled skater gushed between precipice carpal weaves. Kyle watched tablet confetti shower concrete fragments among Josh's sneaker tarmac. The disgusted mogul mashed angular cheek straw and strained mortified speaking hams. "Awww-- Motha FUCK!!" Kyle belched. Hailey balanced on kiwi spotted digits emerging from plantar mounds. Lime peel reflectors embellishing Hailey's big toes pointed at each other. Hailey watched Kyle over her shoulder. Hailey's cucumber repeating chin flesh shrouded her left deltoid. Quarter sized emeralds studied bourbon droplets occupying Kyle's infuriated corneas. Kyle hammered turquoise thigh denim using mortified cheek graspers. He glared at Hailey's jade ocular facets. Hailey shifted her weight onto the ball of her right foot. Hailey lifted left end tarsal dermis off chunks of broken cement. She swung straightened leg segments like a golf club. Hailey's heel collided with the bridge of Kyle's nose. Velvet plantar hide bludgeoned a cartilage tube protecting Kyle's nasal passages. Kyle stumbled across unstable concrete planks. Kyle's glass cleaner shoe platform tipped sideways. Kyle's left hip flattened seaweed illuminated denim along warehouse floor fragments. Kyle's bicep sank soot tinted shirt fabric between points of jagged cement. Kyle collapsed in front of charcoal canvas forming Cole's sneakers. Cole searched beside charcoal pigmented toe fabric. Rust saucers watched Kyle's comatose limbs collide with ancient concrete. Cole jumped backwards. "Aww-- Mother FAHHCK!!" Kyle fired beyond angular emotive cinnamon. Hailey counterposed lime toe caps and scouted Kyle's eye scotch above indigo fleece. She drilled nimble pedal mounds and bludgeoned Kyle's nasal broomstick with her heel. "Awww--" Cole snapped. "The fuuuck, yo?!!" Kyle's sinus cavities throbbed. Steaming tears flooded Kyle's pounding corneas. Kyle's pale ocular flaps sealed his saline coated peepers. Kyle's shivering fingertips mashed skin folds spanning the bridge of his nose. "mmrrgghh--" Kyle groaned into quivering palm pillows. Hailey steadied lime capped tootsy extensions side by side. Kiwi spotted toes extended Hailey's antsy heels three inches above crumbling mortar. Wednesday observed Achilles' ligaments supporting arches beside her charcoal hiny denim. Wednesday followed her friend's toned calf curves below her dish soap skirt stripes. Hailey's left hand digits dangled Wednesday's boot in front of her corneal sapphires. Wednesday's raven spotted palm shafts snatched a leather toe point. Hailey skipped above seaweed jean fabric knotted behind Kyle's leg segments. She landed on pentagonal pockets covering Kyle's butt. Kyle detected Hailey's tiny toes gripping his denim wrapped, derrier mounds. Hailey's lime capped foot digits scampered uphill using Kyle's soot tinted spine fabric. The balls of Hailey's feet flattened raven polo polymers on top of Kyle's scapulas. Hailey leapt from the peaks of Kyle's shoulder blades. Her drifting body curves pivoted ninety degrees. Fiery emeralds spotted two inch discs magnifying Cole's rust tinted eye shutters. Carnation lips peeled off of Hailey's gritted, bright blue teeth. "eaaAAHHH!!" Hailey squeezed out of mashed chiclets. Hailey formed a sturdy fist in front of her fleece wrapped tits. Hailey's blueberry shrouded ulna crashed into Cole's teeth. "Aww!" Cole snapped while side-stepping his buddy's crumpling cadaver linen. "The fuhhhck, yo?!" Kyle saline trickled sinus crimping finger ridges and grated agitated voice streaks. Wednesday scanned velvet arch seams hoisting her friend's wiry heels with pupil ice. She noticed Hailey offer feminine boot licorice before relieving her tangerine claws. The ginger doe skated Kyle's seaweed hiny denim and pirouetted from his scapula coal. She lined up Cole's copper irises and cracked his teeth teal with midnight ulna yarn. "mMMmrrrr--" Cole groaned into a tube of indigo sweater yarn. Cole toppled over the heels of his shoes. His charcoal wrapped butt flaps collided with loose concrete. Cole's skinny fingers squeezed his lengthy lips. Cole tasted blood. Hailey swirled around. She balanced on undressed tarsal shafts beside Kyle's red, canvas shoes. Hailey surrounded lime spotted toes using tangerine dotted fingers. Hailey's tuchus mounds and thighs flattened dish soap streaks along arcs of pale calves. Anti-freeze cheeks between magma strands shrouded a mountain of navy blue yarn. Emerald shutters gazed through oblong crystals below points of caramel eyebrows. Grinning, gloss coated lips revealed glowing, glass cleaner teeth. Champagne shutters between Ivy's pistachio eyelids stared at optical rectangles. Ruby lips parted above chrome spikes poking out of Ivy's leather choker. The fingers of Josh's left hand covered his right ocular cavern. Josh's other eye studied lime slices and tangerine shavings decorating Hailey's face. Josh's seething fingertips sank into a space above the bridge of his nose. Robin egg irises studied Hailey's wild face below Bernie's push broom hair spikes. Bourbon irises observed Hailey cautiously from the peaks of Sammy's bony cheeks. "OMMFGHH!!" Cole groaned across colliding sweater fleece. The jolted nut tipped plum shoe mats and beat loose rock with butt gristle jean soot. Hailey planted mango claws by kiwi talons and cradled tuchus bands with antsy calves. She flaunted fiery eye jade and sinister cheek anti-freeze cleaving magma hair flows. Ivy's pupil kiwis scanned Hailey's optic glass while Josh focused uncovered eye tar. Bernie's sight ozone skimmed Hailey's feral face while Sammy fixed idle vision gold. "Ohhh, shiiit--" Sammy croaked. Hailey's smiling lips closed in front of her glowing incisors. Hailey's tiny fingers lifted off of pebbles coating warehouse floor remnants. Bright blue hiny stripes uncovered slender Achilles' tendons. Sinister kneecaps latched below curvy hips wrapped with glowing striations. Blueberry draped arm segments collected along the edges of Hailey's ribs. Hailey's pale digits glided over striped fabric coating poised thigh crescents. Ominous emeralds gazed at Josh and his friends from the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Grinning mouth rims unsheathed Hailey's glass cleaner bicuspids. "Ohh, shee-uhhht--" Sammy keenly croaked under spoked hair straw. Hailey latched rabid kneecaps and grated dish soap hip streaks with wiry nail embers. "I heard you mother fuckers were looking for me!" Hailey belted above DJ percussions and triangle samples. Wednesday's fingers gripped a chrome peg dangling from the arch of her boot. Wednesday dragged a zipper fastener up the inner surface of her left calf. She looked at Lloyd from the floor. Lloyd watched Wednesday below a fountain of licorice candy. He dangled Wednesday's right boot in front of her raven black bangs. Wednesday snatched her right hand footwear from Lloyd's fingers. Sammy's brandy eye shutters stared past Wednesday's left shoulder. Sammy focused on Hailey's colorful precipice. He glanced at Wednesday. He transformed pointed facial features into a fake smile. He winked. Lips coated with dimly lit beeswax peeled off of Wednesday's disgusted teeth. Wednesday rested an unoccupied boot platform beside her right foot. She squeezed raven spotted toes inside a point made from soot stained leather. She situated the neck of her right hand tootsy guard below her kneecap. She fastened chrome plated zipper teeth along the inner surface of her calf. Transparent nylon forming a raven tinted wedge hovered in front of Wednesday's eyes. Arcs of soot stained lace were stitched across a surface of see through fabric. Wednesday looked up. The waist of Wednesday's panties dangled from Lloyd's thick fingertips. Wednesday stared at crow shaded textile ridges. She exhaled an angry breath from puffed of cheeks. Wednesday heard chuckling. She examined Josh and his friends. Bernie's robin egg irises watched Wednesday below three inch push broom spikes. His light blue ocular shutters gawked above thick, joyous lips. Raven black eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Wednesday's nose. Wednesday snatched her panties from Lloyd's index finger and thumb. She tossed a lace bordered triangle beside the toe of her right boot. She slipped a raven tinted cow hide point inside a nylon waist. Wednesday glided ox skin footwear past her panties' leg hole. Translucent polyester dangled from Wednesday's bison strapped ankle. Wednesday stretched an opposite underwear opening over her left clodhopper heel. She reached beside leather columns protecting her lower calves. She dragged the rim of her panties over satin kneecaps. She looked up. Teal dots glared at robin eggs and bourbon drops spotting Bernie and Sammy's eyes. The boys' menacing irises stared back above sinister smirks. Wednesday shifted her weight onto three inch spikes supporting the soles of her boots. She shoved herself to her feet. Raven spotted fingertips gripped lace strands surrounding Wednesday's thighs. Wednesday shimmied lace crotch harnesses underneath her denim pencil skirt. She looked at Sammy and Bernie below a canopy of raven tinted bangs. Josh's sadistic henchmen cackled. They observed Wednesday's sensual garment positioning with eager anticipation. Wednesday faced the other direction. "I heard you mother fffuckers were looking for me!" the flashy siren taunted. Wednesday sealed chrome tibia teeth, then saw Lloyd offering her missing boot points. She squeezed raven toe caps along arched leather and zipped her secondary clodhopper. Lloyd offered Wednesday's graphite panty lace, causing her to vent hateful gasses. Wednesday noticed Bernie chuckling before watching Sammy's grinning precipice wink. She hooked her boot points by tossing crystal underwear and braced shaky heel spikes. "What the fuck are you looking at?!" Wednesday belched. Wednesday unbuttoned the waist of her skirt. She forced her fingers inside a denim hoop stretched above her hips. She dragged a soot tinted panty border around the curves of her thighs. She situated her translucent underwear over her crotch and butt crack. Hailey balanced on lime capped toes beside her friend's left hip. Hailey's tangerine spotted fingers grazed a bicep shrouded by fisherman's net. "What the-- fuck are you looking at?!" the pissy vixen demanded with tar shaded lips. Wednesday popped zinc skirt buttons and poised crystal crotch elastic along her hips. The rabid goth detected her friend's tangerine talons clawing licorice bicep fishnet. "I feel like I could-- rip a car in half," Hailey squeezed out of tight teeth. Wednesday poked a chrome button through the waist of her skirt. She detected her friend's pulse thumping her lacerated shoulder dermis. Gwen sat on top of cracked cement. She paired slender knees below cherry skirt velvet in front of her chest. Gwen's suede boot toes faced each other in front of her strawberry wrapped hiny. Her forearms rested along dimly lit dress crests stretched around her hips. Gwen collected tiny, blueberry spotted fingers on top of her nose and lips. Allie dropped on her knees beside her dark haired companion. She collapsed ibuprofen coated wrists along Gwen's diamond spotted shoulder silk. Allie's neon dotted digits squeezed Gwen's dish soap refracting deltoids. "I feel like I could-- rip a *car* in half," Hailey squeezed by clenched teeth. Allie ogled Gwen kneading nose claret above cherry hiny pleats and facing toe suede. She paired tender knees along cement points and cradled her chum's silk deltoid dots. "G-Gwen?" Allie anxiously inquired. "Are you okay??" Gwen's face turned like a top. Blueberry embellished digits toppled off of Gwen's claret soaked nostrils and mouth. Gwen's scotch tinted irises glared at Allie's cucumber fluorescent cheeks. Tangerine illuminated oral rims peeled off of Gwen's blood stained bicuspids. Gwen's avocado illuminated ulnas shoved Allie's tulip printed tits. "Are you-- okay, Gwen??" the raven mopped maiden demanded using clingy mouth pitch. Gwen shoved Allie's tulip printed chest sapphire with blueberry tipped cream fingers. "Get the-- fuck off of me!!" Gwen shrieked. Allie's trunk tilted above naked knees, shins, and leather framed insteps. Allie's hip compressed crow tinted elastic along chunks of jagged concrete. Allie's ivy embellished elbow and wrist hammered cold, dusty cement. "AAaahh!!" Allie shrieked from pitch shaded lips. Josh's fingers squeezed molten lava filaments surrounding Hailey's avocado cheeks. Josh shuffled Hailey's malevolent facial curves above her blueberry neck fleece. Josh's ocular tar drops glared at emerald shutters behind Hailey's glasses lenses. "Get the-- fuck off of me!!" Gwen shrieked while leveling her wimpy companion. Josh plowed Hailey's magma temple filaments and probed violet sparked optic prisms. "What the fuck do you know about my brother, freak?!" Josh demanded. The toes of Hailey's right foot launched from points of degraded concrete. Hailey's shin collided with Josh's nuts. Hailey's velvet tibia dermis crushed Josh's testacles against his pelvis. "Plahhh!!" Josh shrieked out of disgusted vocal chords. Josh's startled fingers released Hailey's fiery locks. His cinnamon shaded digits squeezed seaweed denim covering his man junk. Josh folded on top of his crotch. Wild emeralds searched cheese puffs poking out of Josh's scalp. Lips coated with carnation gloss peeled off of gritted, bright blue incisors. "The fuck do you know about my BROTHER, f-reak?!" the tassel topped skater shouted. Hailey extracted a cry from Josh's lips by clubbing his nuts with her shin velvet. "I heard--!" Hailey barked. Hailey's leg swung like a golf club. Hailey's pointed calf bone collided with Josh's indigo skirted ribs. "OOoohh--" Josh groaned from mournal mouth rims. "He's a fuckin'--!" Hailey continued. Hailey balanced her right foot beside her left. She sank her shin into blueberry elastic shrouding Josh' stomach. "Dick sucker!!" Hailey shrieked. Josh folded walnut tinted forearms on top of his throbbing abdomen. His knees flattened seaweed denim wads along unstable floor mortar. Ivy flattened tits entangled by soot tinted elastic on top of Hailey's shoulder blades. Ivy's raven cloaked forearms and biceps tightened around Hailey's slender neck. Hailey's scalp hammered tangerine filaments against Ivy's produce shaded glow sticks. Ivy flattened chalk tinted jaw flesh along navy blue yarn covering Hailey's shoulder. Ivy's chartreuse irises glared at three inch coils escaping her boyfriend's scalp. Lips coated with tangerine illuminated beeswax peeled off of Ivy's dish soap bicuspids. "*I* hearrrd--!" Hailey belched before hammering Josh's indigo ribs with tibia satin. "He's a fuckin'--!" The ferocious mermaid collapsed Josh's ab ozone with her high speed calf cucumber. "DICK suckerrr!!" Josh wadded unstable mortar with seaweed knee denim and clawed his throbbing bowels. Hailey felt Ivy's bicep tar framing her neck before ramming her clavicle glow sticks. Ivy squeezed Hailey's midnight scapula fleece and sifted her boyfriend's scalp poofs. "Get up, Josh!" Ivy shouted. Hailey folded her tangerine capped fingers together beside her right cheek. Raspberry ocular flaps peeled off of Hailey's wiry eye shutters. "Get *up*, Josh!!" the enraged vixen belted beyond tangerine scorched mouth mango. "aaaAAAHHH!!" Hailey wailed. Hailey ejected her sweater shielded elbow between Ivy's undressed ribs. "aaAAAHHH!!" Hailey fired past bismuth speech seals before elbowing Ivy's rib cream. "Puhhh!!" Ivy squeezed past tangerine refracting lipstick. Hailey knotted her ten, tiny graspers beside the apple of her cheek. Carnation stained lips peeled off of Hailey's glass cleaner incisors. "Plugghhh--!!" Ivy bellowed from collapsed oxygen sacks. "rrRRUUHH!!" Hailey shrieked. Hailey's forearms clobbered chalk tinted skin forming Ivy's naked stomach. Ivy released a blueberry fountain surrounding Hailey's neck. Ivy skidded backwards using three inch mats attached to her boots. Hailey swirled like a top using tips of undressed toes. Hailey's tiny fist extended from her right hand arm segments. Hailey's knotted finger joints collided with Ivy's chalk tinted cheek. Hailey's conjoined digits battered pale skin covering Ivy's molars. "OOoohh--" Ivy groaned from neon mouth rims. Ivy's spinning face eclipsed chrome spikes poking out of her neck. Ivy collapsed along broken floor fragments. Arms shrouded with raven bells folded over blueberry strands and chalk tinted cheeks. Hailey extended blueberry biceps and wrists beside her tiny tits. She shook fists formed from tangerine dotted fingers. "rrRRRAAA!!" Hailey shrieked before clobbering Ivy's belly chalk with knuckle knots. Hailey detected Ivy's arms release indigo neck yarn before battering her cheek talc. Ivy spun like a top, then slopped floor point face ivory with raven wrist bells. Hailey scanned crippled boot mats and neck nails while ejecting midnight limb fleece. "What the fuck do you think you're doing, you little skank!?!" Hailey shrieked. Bernie stomped in front of Sammy. Trombone khakis carried pine needle streaked man tits across wobbly cement. Bernie curled fat fingers beside moss tinted stripes wrapping his thick bicep. He planted red canvas shoes in front of Lloyd's sloppy sneakers. He gritted dish soap teeth between thick, grinning lips. Push broom brows pointed between Bernie's robin egg eye caverns. Three inch spikes extended from Bernie's scalp. "What the fuck do you think you're DO-ING, you little skank!?" the wild siren blared. Bernie paddled khaki gold with ruby kicks and wadded fat digits by kale peck streaks. "Wussup, Freeman?!" Bernie shouted. Lloyd's thick fingers wadded pearl and pine needle fabric between Bernie's man tits. Bernie's sausage digits lost their tone. Lloyd sloshed Bernie's chunky trunk like a sack of potatoes. He flattened his right sneaker between rubber caps protecting Bernie's fat toes. He tilted his chocolate locks between porcelain shoulder striations. "Wussup, Freeman?!" the hefty hood beckoned under Neptune eyes searing scalp spokes. Lloyd snatched Bernie's polo potato sack and loaded his head between his shoulders. "wwWWAAHH!" Lloyd cried. Lloyd swung his head like a catapult. Lloyd's skull popped cucumber flesh between Bernie's baby blue eyes. "WOOoohh!!" Lloyd snarled. Bernie's fat face dangled from a pine needle shirt collar. Bernie's push broom scalp bristles brushed his wide shoulders. Lloyd suspended Bernie's fingers, biceps, and man tits like a sack of garbage. Lloyd discarded Bernie's hefty carcass along a floor full of crumbled cement. Wednesday stumbled backwards using three inch, rubber spikes poking out of her boots. Defensive palms extended from Wednesday's raven wrist feathers. Sapphire shutters peered below points of apprehensive eyebrows. Lips coated with tar tinted beeswax uncovered dish soap refracting teeth. Sammy stalked towards Wednesday utilizing toes of checkered, canvas shoes. A porcelain polo hanging from Sammy's shoulders reflected bright blue radiation. Drops of bourbon searched Wednesday's avocado cheeks below pineapple hair chunks. Long, skinny lips peeled off of Sammy's teeth. "wwWAAAAA!!" the shaggy buck wailed before cleaving Bernie's eye ozone with his dome. "WOOooooo!!" Sammy stalked terrified palms and heel spikes backpedaling Wednesday's grim cheeks. "Haa! Haa! Haaa! Haaa!!" Sammy honked. A terrified breath escaped Wednesday's tightened teeth. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaa!" the leery loon honked above glass cleaner shirt burlap. "Ahhh!" Wednesday barked. Wednesday backed into strange, dancing limbs. Sweaty arm segments grazed Wednesday's exposed shoulder blades. Wednesday checked above raven tinted fishnet gripping her right shoulder. A young man Wednesday didn't recognize stopped shuffling. The youthful warehouse wiggler gazed at Wednesday's frost tinted eye shutters. Wednesday glared at Sammy's hideous facial features. She puffed shaky breaths between agitated teeth. Sammy parked checkered footwear in front of Wednesday's leather boot points. Artifacts of a smile decorated Sammy's dimly lit precipice. Pomegranate flashes illuminated Sammy's bony cheeks every second. "Fuck off!" Wednesday pelted from ivory cheeks hoisting eye frost and licorice bangs. The antsy goth braced alien bicep hide with scapula net and probed Sammy's eye ale. Pomegranate lasers blasted the wiry screwball's pretentious grin arcs every second. "Ready for some more o' that Sammy hammy there, doll-face?" Sammy teased. Wednesday gritted irritated teeth between ruby stained lips. Tiny wrinkles deformed the bridge of Wednesday's nose. Wednesday swung her right boot like nunchucks. A three inch rubber spike collided with Sammy's brightly strapped ribs. Sammy's slender digits snatched raven black leather protecting Wednesday's ankle. Wednesday shoved Sammy's chest with the sole of her captured footwear. She tugged her slender calf ligaments. "You needin' that Sammy hammy, doll-face?!" Josh's cruel cohort whimsically teased. Wednesday swatted Sammy's toothpaste scorched peck linen with panicked boot points. The sly spook strapped bison calf charcoal with raspberry shaded digit nightcrawlers. "ffFucker!" Wednesday forced out of livid mouth rims. "ffFucker!" Wednesday artlessly blurted while tugging her bridled Achilles licorice. "oOOooo--" Sammy purred. Sammy slipped the fingers of his free hand below the hem of Wednesday's skirt. Wednesday squirmed. She teetered on a six centimeter spike extending from her left heel. "OOoooo--!" Sammy graciously cooed. Wednesday teetered above a rubber heel spike while Sammy combed her denim skirt cola. "You mother fucker!!" Wednesday shrieked. "Stop it!" Sammy glided long, slender digits along the inner surface of Wednesday's thigh. "Mother FUCKER!!" the tormented tigress hatefully shrieked. "Stop it!" "Damn, girrrl--" Sammy hummed. "You wantin' that dick, huh??" Wednesday lost her balance. She collapsed along chunks of shattered cement. "Gyah!" Wednesday shrieked. Wednesday's soot stranded scalp bounced on concrete shards. Shoulder blades wrapped in raven fishnet intersected jagged points scarring loose rock. Wednesday's elbows, wrists, and knuckles hammered plaster lumps. Her purse went flying. A bag decorated with geraniums, begonias, daffodils, and amaranths toppled like spinning fan blades. "Haaa!" Wednesday exhaled from startled lips. Wednesday squeezed the back of her head with raven spotted fingers. She folded bronze coated eye flaps together. She sucked air between glowing, bright blue teeth. Sammy dragged Wednesday by her ankle. Wednesday's scapulas, arm hinges, and denim wrapped hiny grazed jagged concrete. Wednesday clawed passing cement vertices. She tugged her foot. "Damn, girrrl--!" Sammy adoringly teased. "You 'bout ready for that *dick*, huh??!" Wednesday toppled across cement remnants and expelled agitated respiratory gasses. Sammy watched Wednesday's floral purse tumble, then dragged her frustrated carcass. "rrRRRR!!" Wednesday snarled from pitch shaded lips. "rrRRRR!!" the grim goth snarled while clawing passing plaster shards with nail tar. "Nowww, Wednesdayyy--" Sammy croaked. "Nowww, Wednesdayyy--" Sammy affectionately croaked. "Fuck you, son of a bitch!" Wednesday shrieked. Wednesday wiggled agitated limbs. She stretched cow hide strapped ligaments extending from Sammy's scrawny fingers. Sammy released Wednesday's struggling boot collar. Sammy's lengthy digits collected loose skin forming Wednesday's thighs. His raspberry nightcrawlers dragged Wednesday's skull across ridges of busted cement. "AAaahh--" Wednesday groaned from dismal mouth rims. "Fuck you-- son of a bitch!" Wednesday wrangled from pitch darkened speech beeswax. Sammy gripped Wednesday's thigh pudding and grated mortar points with her scalp soot. "Gyahhh--!" the tortured dutchess belted between dismal mouth frames. "OOoohh, yeahhh--" Sammy purred. Sammy positioned Wednesday's thighs along charcoal denim covering his upper legs. He examined jean strapped femur chutes gripping his bony hips. "Well, ain't that prettyyy??" Sammy croaked. "AAaahh!!" Wednesday squeeled. Sammy shuffled raven black skirt fabric up the curves of Wednesday's legs. He pivoted his upper leg joints between Wednesday's undressed kneecaps. He thrust his pelvis against Wednesday's nylon strapped vaginal coverings. Wednesday tilted frustrated scalp licorice between fishnet sheathed shoulders. Bronze eyelids crushed Wednesday's ice faceted irises. "Fuck-- off!!" Wednesday belched. Sammy began humping Wednesday's translucent labia fabric. His head swiveled like an oscillating fan. Sammy gazed at anonymous irises across a darkened space. A young lady possessing pale eye shutters stopped dancing. She watched Sammy hammering his crotch between Wednesday's pale drumsticks. Sammy gazed into unfamiliar eyes. His long, slender lips formed a kiss. "Oh, yeahhh--" Sammy purred while sanding his crotch with Wednesday's pelvic asphalt. "Ain't that prettyyy--??" The straw spoked deviant crumpled Wednesday's pencil dress above her hip porcelain. He humped her crystal labia soot while looking around and spotted horrified eye ash. "Wussuhhhp, sweet cheeks?!" Sammy affectionately called before forming a tender kiss. "You want some toooo??" The blonde jokester probed feminine facial features, then forged a bullshit smirk. "Wussuuup, sweet cheeks??" Sammy called. "You want some toooo??" Feminine facial features studied Sammy from a collection of wandering limbs. Pupil facets like rain clouds stared stupidly at Sammy's piercing ocular ports. Sammy squeezed a bullshit smirk between bony cheeks. He nodded. "Don't worry, baby. The ol'-- Sammy Express is coming to a town near youuu--" Lloyd's sneaker sole pummeled pineapple spikes poking out of Sammy's scalp. Sammy's scrawny fingers released Wednesday's pale thigh cellulite. Wednesday's rubber boot spikes collided with unstable concrete. Sammy collapsed on top of Wednesday's crotch. "Awww, fuuuck--" Sammy grumbled into raven black denim stretched across Wednesday's thighs. Wednesday glided tar spotted fingers across pebbles coating frozen cement. Wednesday's satin palm dermis supported her fishnet wrapped arm segments. Wednesday's cyan shutters searched chocolate strands cloaking Lloyd's masculine cheeks. Ominous tar drops peered between espresso forehead fluffs. Lloyd bent over. Lloyd's thick fingers wadded dish soap fabric spanning Sammy's bony shoulder blades. "Don't worry, sweet momma! I'm comin' for you, NEXT!!" Lloyd stomped Sammy's dome and watched him collapse along Wednesday's crotch asphalt. "Ahh, fuhhhck--!" the straw spoked prankster groaned across Wednesday's relieved lap. Wednesday tilled broken mortar using fingernail licorice exiting raven sweater knots. She sifted Lloyd's forehead espresso and relished him wadding Sammy's scapula teal. "*This* motha fucker--" Lloyd belched. Lloyd hoisted Sammy off of Wednesday's lap. He placed Sammy along points of smashed cement. He snatched bright blue tubes shrouding Sammy's skinny biceps. He swiveled Sammy the opposite direction. Bourbon droplets below pineapple hair spikes searched Lloyd's coal faceted pupils. Sammy manipulated his bony precipice into the shape of a smile. "*This* motha fucker--!" Lloyd disgustedly rambled. Hailey's shaggy escort parked Sammy's sneaker checks and watched him fake a smile. "Heyyy--" Sammy purred. "Wussup, Freemann?!" Sammy squinted. He pointed his thumb above glass cleaner shoulder fabric. "Are *you* needin' a piece o' this sweet ass, too!?" Lloyd snagged bright blue polo curtains surrounding Sammy's bony ribs. He swirled on toes of disheveled skate shoes. He tossed Sammy like bag of flour. Sammy sailed between limbs decorated with phosphorescent arm bands. He tooted like a clown horn. "Haa! Haa! Haaa! Haaa!!" Gwen sat on her hands and knees. Gwen's palms crushed irregular cement tiles. Acrylic dots the color of blueberry skin coated Gwen's fingernails. Shins like cucumber flesh floated on pebbles coating the floor. The toes of Gwen's suede boots balanced on broken concrete. Slender cheeks flattened cherry red fabric along heels of lavender illuminated footwear. Diamond spotted blouse silk erupted from a skirt rim shaded the color of mud. Silk rhombus borders decorating Gwen's tiny breasts reflected glass cleaner rays. Images of tiny cherries decorated the body of Gwen's short sleeved blouse. Gwen's angry face dangled from a two inch collar separating narrow shoulders. Drops of gold peered from Gwen's squinting eye flaps. The bridge of Gwen's nose was scrunched up like an aluminum can. Hemoglobin soup leaked from Gwen's tiny nostrils. Wet crimson framed lips stained with tangerine refracting lipstick. Hot bodily fluid dripped from Gwen's pale chin. The left corner of Gwen's upper mouth rim lifted off of gritted teeth. Gwen glared at kiwi caps covering Hailey's toenails. Hailey balanced on her left foot's big toe. A flesh bulb like a green olive extended from the inner edge of Hailey's tootsy. A lime green button capped Hailey's largest tarsal digit. Four slender plantar shafts extended beside a fat floor grasper. Kiwi dots decorated tips of stubby leg supports. Hailey twirled on the ball of her left foot. Bottoms of dimly lit toe bulbs grazed points of crumbling concrete. Lime dotted digits swiveled like a top. Swirling toes glided over grain sized pebbles occupying cracked floor sections. Hailey's right foot dangled beside her left calf. Lime green dots spotting Hailey's right toes floated beside her left heel. Hailey's right hand plantar sole orbited a shaft extending from her opposite instep. Cucumber illuminated calf curves spun like a dradle. Blurred lower legs formed the shape of an equilateral triangle. Glass cleaner streaks the width of drinking straws spun around Hailey's thighs. Cuffs of navy blue sweater sleeves circled Hailey's chest. A skirt forged from tangerine filaments whirled around Hailey's pale face. Hailey stopped twirling. She parked her right foot beside her left. Hailey's lime pigmented toenails plopped in front of Gwen's blueberry finger caps. Gwen searched kiwi keratin dots. She looked up. Hailey's cucumber tinted cheeks erupted from a mountain of navy blue yarn. Grinning lips coated with carnation gloss surrounded bright blue teeth. Lime slices stared below points of caramel eyebrows behind rectangular lenses. Fingers decorated with tangerine spots extended from midnight stained yarn tubes. Neon speckled digits lifted off of dish soap stripes coating Hailey's hips. Nightcrawlers poking out of Hailey's sleeves latched around Gwen's skinny neck. Bubble gum eyelids peeled off drops of gold stuck to Gwen's corneas. Raven black eyebrows climbed a flesh staircase spanning Gwen's forehead. Blood stained, tangerine lips peeled off of dish soap bicuspids. Gwen's fingers released crooked cement covering the floor. Gwen squeezed blueberry dotted digits between Hailey's palms and her throat. Gwen siphoned musty warehouse gasses into compressed trachea striations. She sounded like she was dry heaving. Emerald buttons fastened to Hailey's corneas stared at Gwen's golden irises. Hailey tightened her fingers around a tube of cucumber flesh. Gwen's frantic throat erupted from glass cleaner crosses separating licorice diamonds. Steaming crimson leaked from Gwen's nostrils. Warm claret trickled between Hailey's knuckles. "Heyyy--!" Lloyd's lemon haired acquaintance purred above DJ beats. "Wussahhhp, Freeman?!" Lloyd clamped Sammy's chest gristle and tossed him between glow hoop limb shadows. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaaa!!" the giddy crackpot sadistically honked. Gwen braced mud shaded tuchus ruffles with lavender heel suede and cucumber knees. She poised iris embers and tamped teeth above diamond blouse dots and cherry beebees. Hailey's spinning toe tip whirled triangular leg champagne hoisting kiwi foot talons. Opal hip streaks, indigo arm chutes, and mango keratin orbited Hailey's body dradle. The peppy siren packed floor tines by Gwen's nail ozone with pistachio capped digits. Hailey drilled Gwen's eye honey and strapped her throat with citrus tipped graspers. "How bad do you want him, G-wennn??" Hailey beckoned. Hailey sloshed Gwen's slender neck. A pale face surrounded by raven locks shuffled above Gwen's esophagus tube. Gwen sank blueberry stained fingernails into the rims of Hailey's palms. Tips of raven black eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's nose. Gwen's bright blue teeth squeezed together between tangerine lips. Hailey slung Gwen's mortified precipice like a rag doll face. "Huh?!" Hailey shouted. Bubble gum eye flaps squeezed shut in front of Gwen's hazel irises. Hailey lifted furious fingers strapped around Gwen's neck. She suspended Gwen's chin in front of navy blue yarn covering her chest. Hailey's cucumber forehead flattened thin skin above Gwen's raven eyebrows. Hailey's nasal point crushed Gwen's tiny nose. A gold plated dowel connecting Hailey's glasses lenses crimped Gwen's olfactory passages. "Are you willing to DIE FOR HIM?!?" Hailey requisitioned. Gwen's eyelids peeled off of gold slivers surrounding her pupils. Tiny dots near the middles of Gwen's irises stared at emerald shutters. Gwen's coal filamented scalp dangled from Hailey's straining finger ligaments. Gwen's raven black hair strands brushed diamond silk spanning her shoulder blades. Gwen balanced on lavender refracting suede points covering her toes. Bernie slithered along a surface of broken concrete. Bernie's fat fingers dragged pine needle man tits across ice cold floor cracks. Bernie rested on chest sacks wrapped with dark green and bright blue stripes. Bernie's soot tinted hair spikes extended behind the curves of Hailey's calves. Bernie lifted right hand sausage digits. Bernie's fat fingers strapped around Hailey's slender ankle. Hailey lifted her forehead and nose off of Gwen's scrunched up face. Hailey tilted tangerine hair strands between blueberry fleeced scapulas. Hailey's raspberry stained eyelids collapsed in front of her emerald irises. Grinning lips peeled off of Hailey's glowing bicuspids. Hailey chuckled like a lunatic. The palm of Bernie's free hand flattened along ancient floor fragments. Bernie shoved his striped man tits away from jagged cement. He dragged the sole of Hailey's right foot across points of broken concrete. He tugged Hailey's lower limb. Hailey's calf and thigh ligaments stretched away from Hailey's hip. Hailey balanced on tips of left end toes. She lowered her grinning face. She stared into Gwen's eyes. "How bad do you want him, G-wennn??" Hailey squeezed between hateful dish soap teeth. The wiry fox sifted Gwen's flamingo eye flaps and sloshed her claret drizzled cheeks. "Huhhh??!" Hailey crowded Gwen's avocado face and mashed her nose pleats with optic nasal brass. "Are you willing to DIE FOR HIM?!!" the delirious maiden malevolently posed. Bernie braced conifer man tits and snatched Hailey's ankle knobs with digit sausages. His palm meat skidding cement with Hailey's paw caused her face to dip and chuckle. "Juuust a seconnnd--" Hailey purred. Hailey flattened Gwen's lips and nose along pale skin covering her throat. She uncoiled midnight strapped biceps and forearms in front of her chest. She released Gwen's tormented breathing tube. Gwen rocked backwards on suede toe tips like a blow up clown toy. Gwen's cherry ruffled butt smacked wiggling mortar points. Gwen's diamond spotted shoulder blades hammered broken floor plaster. "OOoohh!!" Gwen heaved from breathless lungs. Gwen glided across cement ridges on silk shoulders and mini skirt biscuits. She heaved moist warehouse gasses into grateful chest organs. Hailey's head swiveled above her navy blue turtleneck. Molten lava filaments battered Hailey's pale cheeks and the lenses of her glasses. Hailey's slender chin cradled blueberry yarn blanketing her left shoulder. Emerald shutters gazed through rectangular crystals below caramel eyebrows. Grinning, gloss coated lips surrounded bicuspids reflecting dish soap radiation. Robin egg irises searched Hailey's colorful precipice underneath three inch hair spikes. Bernie stared at quarter sized pupils consuming Hailey's corneas. "Awww, fuuuck--" Bernie groaned. Hailey faced forward. She folded at the waist. Hailey's tits surrounded licorice and glass cleaner stripes coating her left thigh. Hailey uncoiled slender leg segments supported by the ball of her foot. She swirled like a top. Hailey's Achilles' tendon and ankle knobs rotated between Bernie's bratwurst fingers. Hailey straightened her left calf and thigh. The heel of Hailey's left foot clobbered a space between Bernie's eyes. Bernie's forehead was still throbbing from Lloyd's headbutt. Bernie's sausage shafts became comatose. Thick digits surrounding Hailey's ankle drifted down velvet skin forming her foot. Hailey cycled her lower limbs like she was riding a bicycle. Hailey's swiveling plantar dermis collided with concrete points. Hailey extended blueberry wrapped arm segments beyond folded kneecaps. Josh clutched his nuts and stomach using his left hand arm and fingers. Josh's corneal tar drops glared at Hailey below three inch cheese poofs. Bushy, scotch tinted eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Josh's dimly lit nose. Josh mashed glowing bicuspids between thin, scowling lips. Lloyd cracked Josh over the head with a two by four. Lloyd extended a thirty-six inch strut beside porcelain bicep stripes using strong digits. He popped Josh's scalp with a three foot board escaping his masculine fingers. "Just a secuhhnd--" Hailey listlessly expelled towards Gwen's tormented ocular ale. The vivid doe allowed Gwen's upright boot tips to hammer floor plaster with her butt. She ratcheted her free leg and reamed Bernie's knuckle hot-dogs with ankle ligaments. She pummeled forehead custard dividing Bernie's robin egg irises with her heel hide. Josh clutched his nuts and saw Hailey cycle fit calves before landing like a gymnast. He absorbed a two by four swat with three inch cheese puffs topping his rear scalp. Josh stumbled over charcoal mats hanging from his sloppy skate shoes. He landed on his hands and knees. Josh's leg hinges rested along wads of denim reflecting seaweed black light. Josh's palms and fingers collapsed along neon coils poking out of his scalp. Josh flattened the lower half of his poorly lit face on top of indigo chest fabric. Lloyd stepped behind Josh. Sloppy sneakers poking out of Lloyd's jeans straddled Josh's skate shoes. Lloyd lifted muscular forearms beside dish soap streaks surrounding his chest. He extended a wood plank behind his shoulders. "Wussup, bioch!?!" Lloyd shouted. Lloyd steadied a pine board behind shaggy strands hanging from his scalp. "Look at that Freeman kid, ladies and gentlemen!" Lloyd shouted. Lloyd smacked the edge of Josh's skull with a cellulose stick. "What--!" Lloyd battered Josh's temple. "Fuckin'--!" Lloyd cracked Josh's aching cranium. "Form--!" "Look at that Freeman kid go!" Lloyd taunted before steadying a pine board. Lloyd watched Josh stumble to his knees before popping his noggin three more times. "What--! Fuckin'--! Form!!" the chocolate mopped stallion aggressively commentated. "AAaahh!" Josh squeezed between agonized lips. "Motha fucker!!" Josh squeezed his cheese puff scalp between scrawny, dimly lit forearms. Lloyd studied Josh's hair fluffs from the base of a chocolate fountain. Angry coals searched neon sprouts extending from Josh's four inch hairline. Lloyd smirked. Sinister lips formed a crease preceding Lloyd's shaggy sideburn. Josh plopped irritated palms along cold, jagged concrete. Narrow shoulders shrouded by midnight shirt sleeves supported Josh's bony ribs. Josh lifted dimly lit cheeks. Thin flaps uncovered tar droplets stuck to Josh's eyes. Josh's long, thin nose shriveled like a prune. Josh searched artificial mist. Lime and pomegranate lasers illuminated man made fog floating on musty air. Emerald irises across the room stared at Josh's tar faceted pupils. Lime slices peered through rectangular lenses resting along pale cheeks. Molten scalp lava flowed over gold plated ear pieces. Hailey balanced on agile toes. Bernie's fat carass cloaked Hailey's neon green tarsal polish. Hailey's fiery eyes gazed below points of downturned brows. Lips coated with carnation gloss formed a sinister smirk. Cotton candy mouth rims creased Hailey's left cheek. Hailey's right foot released unstable concrete fragments. Hailey collapsed thick heel hide along cement cracks six inches back. Hailey's tangerine dotted fingers separated charcoal zipper teeth. The licorice tinted fasteners framed black vinyl forming the top of Hailey's purse. Hailey sank navy blue wrist yarn between gold clips suspending her see through bag. Hailey extended a yarn wrapped bicep and forearm from her ribs. A set of nickel plated barrels pointed between Josh's eyes. Nine millimeter tubes faced dimly lit skin covering Josh's forehead. Tar drops below three inch cheese puffs studied glints illuminating rifled canals. Fluffy, margarita tinted caterpillars jumped off the peaks of Josh's eye sockets. "Uhhh--" Josh grumbled. Hailey's pale cheek rested along a tube of navy blue yarn blanketing her bicep. Emerald quarters stared across the top of Hailey's dimly lit sweater sleeve. Hailey grinned. She aimed her mom's pistol at a space above Josh and Lloyd's heads. She squeezed the trigger. An earsplitting pop rattled rusted tin clinging to an ancient building structure. People nearby stopped dancing. Eyes of poorly illuminated strangers searched puffs of artificial fog. Blasts of neon light randomly highlighted thick clouds of artificial haze. "Ahh! Motha FUCKER!!" the flustered skater belched between lengthy mouth frames. Josh probed Hailey's ocular limes across laser sparked rave fog with pissy pupil tar. The lava topped siren aimed twin pocket rifles at Josh's dome and squeezed a trigger. "Oh, fuck!" a stranger's voice shouted. "Whoa, fuck!" distant airways vocalized upon detecting gun powder tin reverberations. "Get the fuck outta here, yo!" someone else barked. Anonymous limbs decked with colorful rings barreled towards the exit. Unknown arms, legs, and faces stomped in the direction of the parking lot. Josh tracked tangerine filaments between wrists and wads of poorly lit denim. Hailey studied tips of three inch cheese poofs poking out of Josh's scalp. She aimed her mother's boot pistol at blonde coils reflecting amber radiation. Tweeters below foldout tables repeated triangle waves, drum beats, and cymbal crashes. The warehouse DJ stood between perpendicular surfaces of simulated wood. A tangerine bucket balanced on strands of hair escaping the DJ's scalp. Charcoal peepers the size of hen eggs faced a room full of dimly lit teenagers. Half inch less than symbols were missing from left edges of licorice ellipses. The DJ's highlighter digits lifted a neon water pale off of his head. A porcelain face with wild eyes hung from strands of shaggy, raven tinted locks. Irises like dots of dish soap bobbled across surfaces of panicked corneas. The DJ dropped a grinning, tangerine bucket beside plastic, lavender tinted keys. He flattened lemon tinted fingers near corners of intersecting table surfaces. He swung his biceps and forearms like he was rowing a canoe. He catapulted himself above a hurdle made from amber wood decor. Glass cleaner sneaker platforms drifted between electronic keys and turntables. Boops, thumps, and taps continued looping from polystyrene speaker cones. Sammy shuffled past raging, dimly lit strangers. Sammy's scrawny limbs wove a path between fruit tinted wrist hoops. A thin face below pineapple hair spikes balanced on top of Sammy's scrawny neck. Piercing irises like drops of bourbon searched above a slender, plastic smirk. Bernie scrambled towards his friend using soles of red, canvas shoes. Bernie's sausage digits snagged phosphorescent fabric covering Sammy's ribs. Bernie's frantic, robin egg irises scoured Sammy's pale cheeks. "Get the fuck *outta* here, yo!" separate speech ridges frantically hollered. Josh tracked Hailey's magma scalp threads among swarming glow hoops seeking the exit. Hailey skimmed Josh's amber sprouts and aimed her mother's boot pistol at his head. The warehouse DJ shucked a smirking, tangerine head bucket parading ocular egg coals. He scanned wild corneas with teal irises dividing raven locks among forehead quartz. He hurdled intersecting table veneer above tweeters looping boops, thumps, and taps. Sammy shuffled straw spoked cheek points by neon bracelet fruit and juggled eye ale. Bernie fumbled cherry kicks and wrangled his chum's cyan chest silk with fat fingers. "Cheese it!" Bernie shouted. Bernie's pale digits shoved Sammy's xylophone lung protectors towards the door. Sammy chuckled like clown horn toots. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaa!!" Sea ice shutters below Wednesday's raven eyebrows studied chrome pistol shafts. Cyan irises focused on nickel plated, nine millimeter chutes. Slender brows climbed a pale forehead below six inch curls the color of soot. Nervous, ruby stained lips parted underneath Wednesday's tiny nose. "Cheese it!" Bernie belted under ibuprofen pupil gels before shoving his giddy bud. Sprung optic ice embedding Wednesday's raven bangs sifted zinc plated pistol chutes. "Hailey-- what the fuck??" Wednesday demanded. Hailey's grinning face swiveled above the peak of a blueberry mountain. Magma filaments flowed over ear pieces supporting Hailey's glasses lenses. Emeralds gazed through rectangular crystals below points of sinister eyebrows. Mashed together incisors reflected bright blue radiation between smiling mouth rims. Hailey's narrow chin rested along a navy blue tube surrounding her slender bicep. Hailey studied Wednesday's frightened facial features. Wild irises like tarnished pennies stared hopelessly below tips of raven bangs. Wednesday lifted frantic wrists surrounded by soot stained peacock feathers. Shaky digits dotted with tar pigmented nail polish covered lips stained with pitch. Hailey's smile faded. Hailey faced forward. She lowered her mother's gun. Hailey snuck her mom's tiny boot pistol between plastic makeup cases. Lloyd lowered the fingers of his right hand. He studied a three foot plank extending from his knuckles. A nine millimeter hole was drilled through the tip of Lloyd's two by four. Josh's skinny arms toppled off of his bony face. Josh looked up. Chalk tinted fingers extended from Josh's girlfriend's bell shaped sleeves. Digits decorated with raven acrylic hovered in front of Josh's tar spotted corneas. Champagne irises glared at Josh's panicked face below points of crow tinted eyebrows. Blueberry, plum, pomegranate, and cherry strands swung from Ivy's angry scalp. Tangerine stained lips peeled off of Ivy's gritted teeth. "Hailey-- what the FUCK?!" the mortified vixen fired between pitch shaded lip rubies. Hailey spun noggin lava above indigo turtleneck plateaus and shared grinning bismuth. She frowned before packing her mom's boot pistol between crystal bag, makeup cases. Lloyd studied a nine millimeter hole piercing the tip of his fortuitous noggin plank. Sometimes, the coffee knotted stud forgot just how reckless his girlfriend could be. Josh found disgusted eye champagne parting his snookie's cherry tipped, hair indigo. He watched Ivy offer pitch capped, digit chalksticks piloting asphalt sleeve flares. "Get up, pussy!" Ivy barked. "We gotta get outta here!" Eyebrows like butterscotch flattened the peaks of Josh's tar tinted irises. Josh glided a quarter inch beebee between his long lips. He laid long, skinny fingers along Ivy's chalk tinted palms. Ivy dragged her boyfriend to his feet. Lloyd studied a hole adorning the end of his scalp striker. He detected a rubber platform hanging from Josh's skate shoe thumping his sneaker. Lloyd stared down a nine millimeter tunnel surrounded by phosphorescent pine. He stepped aside. Sometimes, Lloyd forgot how reckless his girlfriend could be. Gwen watched blood spatter her cucumber illuminated fingers. Wet crimson trickled out of Gwen's tiny nostrils. Bodily fluid like tar trickled along pale digits decorated with blueberry nail polish. Drops of gold stared at claret soaked fingers from angry corneas. Gwen blew a raspberry. Hemoglobin soup erupted from Gwen's tangerine stained lips. Gwen soaked her palm and tiny fingers with crimson mist. Raven black eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's nose. Gwen's top lip peeled off of blood soaked bicuspids. "Fuuuck!" Gwen shrieked from cabernet stained mouth rims. Gwen lifted claret drenched digits above planks of shattered concrete. She slung cherry compote across points of jagged cement. Rubber platforms reflecting glass cleaner radiation parked beside Gwen's suede boots. Charcoal sneaker insteps were fashioned on top of dish soap mats. Sets of three diagonal bands were sutured to soot tinted foot sculptures. Slanted stripes phosphoresced the same color as neoprene shoe bases. Gwen's pale cheek flattened along diamond spotted silk covering her left shoulder. Bright blue frames embellished soot tinted rhombuses below Gwen's pale face. Angry, gold faceted pupils stared from the peaks of Gwen's eye sockets. Rust discs two inches wide gazed from the lenses of Cole's glasses. Magnified pupils stared through circular crystals between plum and molasses fluffs. Cole studied blood soaked lips and nostrils poking out of Gwen's angry face. "So fuckin' hawwwt, yo--" Cole groaned. Gwen lifted exhausted cheeks. She hammered mud shaded skirt ruffles with frustrated, blood soaked fists. "Shut the fuck up, Cole!" Gwen shouted back. "And, help me up!!" Kyle's frantic fingers shoved a tomato tinted sleeve skirting Cole's bicep. "Fool, we gotta jet!" Kyle screamed. "C'mon!" Kyle dropped beside Gwen. Kyle's knees crushed seaweed illuminated denim along wobbly concrete. Kyle reached behind Gwen's diamond spotted shoulder blades. Cole knelt beside the toes of Gwen's boots. He strapped his skinny arm segments around Gwen's slender knees. Kyle gripped Gwen's rhombus streaked biceps between his crow shrouded upper arms. He folded thick, walnut shaded wrists on top of Gwen's trim waist. Kyle and Cole lifted Gwen's limp carcas off a floor made of cracked concrete. Gwen's slender shoulders collapsed along licorice fabric covering Kyle's pecks. Her aching skull flattened raven tinted scalp strands beside Kyle's neck. Gold droplets floated to the peaks of Gwen's eye sockets. Gwen studied pale skin protecting Kyle's lower jaw. Poorly illuminated nasal blood trickled below Kyle's chin. Claret runoff disappeared behind the collar of Kyle's raven black polo. Blue jay shutters peeked between anonymous limbs hurrying towards the exit. Allie's pupils watched Hailey and Wednesday below tips of crow tinted bangs. Wednesday walked past her friend with her arms folded over her chest. Scraped up biceps surrounded by fisherman's net squeezed Wednesday's agitated ribs. Dejected wrists folded mournfully along the peaks of Wednesday's breasts. Wednesday bowed her head. Irises like sea ice stared at jagged concrete below Wednesday's raven tinted bangs. Hailey's pale fingers brushed cucumber skin between raven black knots. Wednesday yanked fishnet strapped elbows away from Hailey's tangerine dotted digits. Shoulders woven with nylon strands swiveled around the tip of Wednesday's spine. Bronze coated skin flaps peeled off of Wednesday's furious corneas. "Get *up*, pussy!" the spoked collar wench belted between mango fired speech rims. "We gotta get out of here!!" Josh greeted his bitchy buttercup with annoyed eye ale and snatched her finger talc. Kyle folded seaweed sparked denim along floor points behind Gwen's muddy skirt flaps. Cole braced dish soap sneaker mats and tridents next to Gwen's periwinkle boot suede. Kyle strapped his sinister comrade's diamond dotted tits while Cole wound her knees. Gwen scanned her blueberry talons and sprayed her palm pudding with cherry compote. "Ahh-- the fuck, Gwen!" Kyle belched between disgusted lips. "We tryin' to *jet*, girly girl!!" "Fuckin' hawwwt, yo--" Kyle's molasses fluffed sidekick croaked under lens saucers. "Fuck-- both you ass-holes!" the hazel eyed shrew joylessly spat. Blue jay peepers under Allie's crow feather bangs viewed Hailey between passing arms. The tangerine stranded hen grazed her friend's departing, raspberry bicep abrasions. "Don't touch me, you freak!" Wednesday shrieked. Wednesday stomped away using three inch, rubber spikes. Hailey's pale face swirled the direction her friend proceded. Glowing, tangerine filaments hammered Hailey's pale cheeks. Hailey's narrow chin rested along a blanket of navy blue yarn covering her shoulder. Hailey watched her friend trudge towards the parking lot. Allie studied gold plated ear pieces extending from the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Bronze tinted rods disappeared behind molten lava flowing down Hailey's temples. Glittering emeralds stared hopelessly below slender, caramel shaded eyebrows. A couple of young ladies and a youthful male were dancing next to Hailey. Allie figured the people beside Hailey were on ecstasy. They were not disturbed by gunfire. And, they continued grooving with repeating sounds that barely resembled music. A feminine arm dressed in ivory silk brushed Hailey's quarter inch hip stripes. Hailey looked beside her. A soft face poking out of chestnut curls swiveled in time with continuous triangle boops. The young lady searched Hailey's cucumber tinted cheeks. Her neon orange lips smiled below irises like tar droplets. Hailey detected the young lady's slender wrist grazing her glowing tuchus stripes. Tiny hairs along the back of Hailey's neck stood on end. Pomegranate ocular flaps covered Hailey's emerald eye shutters. Hailey tilted magma hair strands between her indigo wrapped shoulders. "Don't *touch* me, you freak!" Wednesday shrieked while tugging skillet elbow weaves. Hailey observed her raven mopped comrade seeking the exit with agitated heel spikes. Allie studied Hailey's hopeless eye emeralds sifting brow caramel beyond optic glass. Two young ladies and a gigolo grooved with hapless boops that barely resembled music. Ulna silk tipping face satin and pecan curls artlessly brushed Hailey's hiny streaks. "haaa--" Hailey purred. Hailey lifted the toes of her right foot off shards of broken cement. She cycled her feet like she was riding a bicycle in reverse. She lifted wrists shrouded with blueberry yarn tubes in front of her chest. She arranged her palms so that they were facing each other. She glided neon stamped fingers across the surface of an invisible ball. Lighted hoops like lime, tangerine, and plum swooped from blueberry yarn surrounding Hailey's neck. A shoulder cloaked in navy blue yarn swiveled during peaks of triangle waves. Hailey's upper arm sanded a bicep wrapped with glass cleaner silk. Hailey's hips glided up and down in time with percussive thuds. Hailey's striped hind cheeks buffed velvet butt sheets swiveling behind her. Lloyd parked next to Hailey. He watched his girlfriend dancing with nonsensical boops and cymbal clanks. He suspended a hunk of wood in front of his face. Lloyd's coal shaded iris studied molten filaments through a nine millimeter hole. "HAAaaa--!" the citrus siren cooed while tossing carrot threads between her shoulders. Hailey grazed spherical air with mango tipped digits while sloshing neon neck hoops. She sanded scapula satin and tulip butt velvet with midnight yarn and tuchus bands. Lloyd abided Hailey's random swivels, then peeked through his board's bullet hole. "Hailey??" Lloyd called. Hailey swirled on tips of hapless tootsies. She outlined sphere shaped space in front of blueberry yarn covering her chest. She grinded against an unknown lady dancing behind her. Lloyd looked beside him. He chunked his two by four. A lengthy, pine plank crashed into rusted tin skinning the warehouse. Lloyd watched his girlfriend's cucumber illuminated legs cycling. Hips strapped with bright blue streaks followed "S" patterns above naked knees. Hailey's tuchus ridges polished a tulip tinted skirt strapping alien butt mounds. Lloyd watched magma filaments scorching his girlfriend's avocado cheeks. "Hailey!!" Lloyd shouted. Hailey's facial curves swiveled above indigo neck fleece. Raspberry eyelids peeled off of emeralds embellishing Hailey's corneas. Jade facets studied Lloyd's chocolate hair strands through silicate rectangles. Hailey's carnation waxed lips formed an indulgent smile. "Haileyyy--??" the chocolate slopped maverick politely teased. Hailey polished alien tuchus felt while outlining a ball by her indigo chest fleece. Lloyd watched magma slosh his girlfriend's cheek kiwis, then tossed his two by four. "Hailey!!" the impatient stallion brashly shouted. Hailey rotated giddy face points above ozone neck yarn and forged an indulgent smile. "Hi, babyyy--" Hailey hummed. Hailey's dance partner grinded dish soap shoulder silk against her blueberry spinal yarn. Hailey detected the young lady's hiny humps grating her twerking ass puffs. Alien backside pillows kneaded Hailey's striped biscuits using bubble gum velvet. Hailey tilted molten lava between her shifting scapulas. She wrinkled raspberry dusted eye flaps on top of her emerald eye shutters. "awww, fuuuck--" Hailey groaned. Lloyd watched his gratified girlfriend exploring the body of an unknown female. Shiny coals studied Hailey's oscillating breasts through a chocolate fountain. Lloyd squeezed impatient lips together. He turned and headed towards the exit. Allie watched Lloyd wander off. She tracked half inch, porcelain bands decorating Lloyd's t-shirt. Lloyd's trunk stripes disappeared between strangers approaching the parking lot. Allie's champagne cheeks swiveled above a flamingo scarf concealing her slender neck. Allie's tiny fingers were strapped around teal silk covering her right bicep. Allie's right hand fingers rested along charcoal elastic coating her hips. Pitch shaded lips stained with crimson beeswax uncovered Allie's bright blue teeth. Allie exhaled a nervous breath. Allie's black, leather flats wandered in front of Hailey's lime green toenails. Allie watched Hailey polishing a lady's silk strapped body curves. Hailey's shoulders, back, and butt sanded unknown shoulder blades and hind flesh. Allie folded forearms wrapped in teal silk on top of her chest. "Hi, babyyy--" the tangerine mopped vixen mindlessly hummed. Hailey relished bubble gum hiny velvet kneading her dish soap seared biscuit stripes. "hawww, fuhhhck--!" the carnal mermaid sensually croaked. Lloyd ogled his delirious snooky swivel gratified jugs while exchanging scapula rubs. He tamped annoyed mouth frames, then swiveled espresso locks and headed for the exit. Allie tracked Lloyd's ivory streaked t-shirt until it funneled into the parking lot. She scooted teal stitched, ballet pitch beside Hailey's twisting toenail pistachios. She released nervous elbow ibuprofen and folded ivy printed forearms along her chest. "Hailey!" Allie shouted. Hailey slithered like a snake. She glided her feet across concrete points like she was pedaling a bike. Allie studied pale skin forming Hailey's wandering facial features. Allie stepped towards Hailey's kiwi ornamented toes. She balanced on leather points formed along the ends of her flats. She smacked her palms together. "Hailey, snap out of it!!" Allie shrieked. Hailey froze. Pomegranate eye flaps peeled off of emeralds attached to Hailey's corneas. Hailey stared at blue jay irises hanging from Allie's crow tinted bangs. Allie studied Hailey's saucer shaped pupils. She folded apprehensive arm segments on top of her stomach. "I-I'm sorry," Allie squeezed out. Allie swallowed rubbery spit. "I'm-- sorry those ass-holes did this to you." Hailey's dance companion shuffled against her indigo fleeced scapulas. Hailey flattened undressed foot soles along jagged concrete. She straightened anxious shoulders above her jittery hip curves. She gazed into Allie's skittish eye shutters. She glided ravenous finger ridges up and down striped fabric gripping her thighs. She licked menthol flavored gloss coating her lips. Hailey exhaled a heavy breath. She noticed her heart thumping her ribs. "Hailey!" Allie fired from tactful lip licorice. The lava sprouted mistress slithered like a snake and pedaled withered concrete. "Hailey, snap out of it!!" Allie snarked while smacking diligent palms. Allie's inebriated counterpart dangled anxious limbs and focused wiry pupil saucers. "I-I'm sorry!" the crow feathered dissident conceded before hugging her stomach coal. "I'm sorry those-- ass-holes did this to you!" Hailey rode her dance companion's jarring shoulders and tilled her striped hip linen. She packed rough cement with tense foot satin and noticed her heart beating her ribs. "I'm-- so sorry--" Allie explained. Hailey studied satin palm puffs protecting the surface of her left hand. She lifted dermis pillows phosphorescing the color of cucumber meat. She dragged blueberry pigmented sweater fleece away from her wrist. She flattened her right hand fingers along velvet dermis protecting her forearm ligaments. Allie sighed. "What those guys did to Wednesdayyy--" Allie groaned. Allie searched Hailey's emerald eye facets. Hailey's jade embellished irises studied tangerine spotted digits gripping her wrist. Allie scoured strands of molten lava erupting from Hailey's scalp. She shook her head. "Hailey, I'm-- I'm so sorry!" Allie shouted above ridiculous DJ boops. Hailey's pulse hammered the inner surfaces of her fingers. Hailey's neon dotted palm shafts felt like they were being struck with beebees. Hailey studied points of broken cement between kiwi caps decorating her toes. She checked clammy skin forming her face and throat. Hailey's soft neck and pale cheeks were soaked with sweat. Allie watched Hailey pat saline droplets coating her forehead and temples. She inhaled musty air. "You look like shit," Allie remarked. "You should drink some water." Hailey looked up. She lowered fingers decorated with tangerine nail polish beside dish soap hip stripes. She scattered steaming sweat droplets coating carrot skin nail dots. "What those-- fuckers did to Wednesdayyy--!" Allie carried on above mindless boops. Hailey crumpled midnight ulna fleece and counted pulses thumping her wrist ligaments. "Hailey, I'm-- I'm so sorry!!" Allie's antsy cohort grieved beebee heart pops and dabbed saline soaking her temples. "You-- look like shit," the licorice mopped mistress lamented under blue jay peepers. "You should drink some water!" Hailey scattered frosty sweat droplets beside her dish soap fired, hip striations. "I'm-- sorry I pushed you down the stairs, today," Hailey responded. Allie's blue jay irises gazed at Hailey's emerald eye shutters. "I'm sorry I-- pushed you down the stairrrs!" Hailey grated between quivering lips. Allie scanned Hailey's emerald irises with wiry pupil ozone and sanded mouth pitch. "Oh, my gawwwd--" Allie croaked. Allie licked poorly lit crimson beeswax staining lips. "You-- really hurt me a while ago, Hailey." Allie outlined aching biceps and ribs using tangerine speckled digits. "Like, I'm *still* really sore. My kneeees--" Allie motioned towards the base of her elastic pencil skirt. "My knees are killing me." Hailey's eyes wrinkled. Caramel tinted eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Hailey's nose. Hailey flicked droplets of sweat off of her ultraviolet illuminated digits. Hailey reached beside the curves of Allie's pale face. She glided ginger fingers along velvet neck dermis under Allie's charcoal hair strands. Peach stained eye flaps covered Allie's blue jay irises. Tiny hairs stood up along the back of Allie's neck. Allie nuzzled her cheek against Hailey's soothing palm flesh. She soaked up Hailey's calming throat strokes. Hailey studied Allie's soft facial features. She licked carnation pigmented gloss coating her lips. "You really-- hurt me, you fucker!" Hailey's fearful visitor sorely disclosed. "My kneeees are-- killing me!!" Hailey examined Allie's pissy face custard, then grazed her back end noggin graphite. She adored her rueful tenant soaking velvet palm strokes before lapping tulip gloss. "You gotta get outta here," Hailey remarked. She inhaled a frosty breath. "If your friends see you talking to me--" Allie glided fingers spotted with orange peel on top of Hailey's tranquilizing digits. She flattened grateful cheek flesh on top of Hailey's thick palm dermis. Hailey searched apricot stained ocular flaps below Allie's bangs. She smiled. Allie peeled eyelids like sweet potato flesh off of blue jay irises. She gazed into Hailey's emerald eye shutters. She nodded. She squeezed Hailey's sedating fingers against her velvet cheek skin. She lowered Hailey's avocado illuminated digits beside her glass cleaner skirt streaks. She swiveled on leather flats sutured with dish soap stitches. She headed for the exit. Hailey watched Allie wander near a collection of frantic teenagers. She sucked up musty warehouse gasses. "You can do better than her!" Hailey shouted. Allie froze. She balanced on rubber mats attached to the her cow hide footwear. Allie folded nervous wrists on top of teal silk covering her stomach. She swallowed nervous spit. She resumed walking. She disappeared within a swarm of people funneling into the parking lot. Hailey looked beside her. She studied a pale plank of wood resting against the edge of the building. She figured the hunk of cellulose was the two by four Lloyd used to beat Josh. Hailey looked around. She searched a crowd of people piling through a set of double doors. A cancer stick extended from Lloyd's thick, ham tinted lips. A tube the color of cream soda dangled from salmon meat protecting Lloyd's teeth. Lloyd's cigarette filter paper was decorated with spots like eighth inch beans. A quartz column two and a half inches long emerged from pumpkin pie tissue paper. Ivory tinted ash hung from a tangerine coal singing Lloyd's coffin nail. A talc shaded whirlpool erupted from an ember consuming a tobacco pencil. Dark chocolate knots were suspended from the peak of Lloyd's forehead. Espresso fluffs tickled the apples of Lloyd's walnut cheeks. Molasses chops like patches of felt outlined Lloyd's jaws. Lloyd's thick neck extended from a hoop shaped t-shirt collar. Licorice and cement stripes hung from an elastic band framing Lloyd's throat. "You gotta get OUTTA here!" Allie's tangerine topped hostess grimly blurted. "If your friends see you talking to meee--" Allie cradled Hailey's soothing digits and nuzzled them before parting optic peaches. She lowered Hailey's mango talons, then directed cyan shoe stitches towards the exit. "You can do better than her!" Hailey called across frantic teenagers. The neon siren watched Allie halt dubious ballet tar before entering the parking lot. Amber filter paper extended smoldering ash quartz from Lloyd's salmon speech frames. Espresso cheek dusters topped felt chops above his tarmac and cement t-shirt stripes. Lloyd flattened striped shoulder blades against rusted warehouse tin. Thighs and calves surrounded by charcoal denim formed apexes in front of Lloyd's chest. Rubber mats hanging from Lloyd's sloppy sneakers flattened along faded gravel. Hoards of frightened teenagers trampled cracked pavement beside Lloyd's right shoulder. Strangers escaped open double doors overlooking ultraviolet radiation. Lloyd lifted the fingers of his left hand. The heels of Hailey's flats dangled from Lloyd's thick digits. Vinyl insteps below a dim lamp shrouding Lloyd's scalp appeared the color of camel fur. Blueberry stained felt framed the rims of Hailey's limestone footwear. Tiny, lace bows were fashioned above toe coverings forged from artificial leather. Lloyd rested his right elbow along charcoal denim cloaking his thigh. He relaxed masculine cheek flesh along concrete and licorice shoulder stripes. Lloyd glided walnut tinted fingers between espresso strands hanging from his forehead. Chocolate hair fluffs lifted off drops of tar stuck to Lloyd's corneas. Lloyd rotated his left wrist. He studied camel tinted mats fastened to the bottoms of Hailey's flats. Rubber shoe soles the color of pine were shaped like glass soda bottles. Hailey squeezed between a frame of rusted tin and an unknown lady's upper arm. Lemon, lime, tangerine, and strawberry bicep hoops grazed Hailey's yarn wrapped shoulder. Hailey rested tiny digits poking out of her sweater sleeve between sheet metal folds. Hailey balanced on the balls of her feet beside strangers exiting the building. Hailey's pale face rotated above a blueberry mountain. Chardonnay, scotch, and plum glow hoops dangled from Hailey's fleece neck covering. Rhombus shaped crystals rested along Hailey's swiveling cheeks. Carrot, cheddar, and queso filaments swung from Hailey's scalp like a figure skater skirt. Ginger hair fluffs battered Hailey's rose dusted cheeks. Quarter inch bands descended from a leather hoop below Hailey's sweater. Licorice and vanilla pudding stripes stretched around Hailey's waist and hips. Coffee and cream dress streaks caved and continued above Hailey's knees. Hailey's purse dangled from her right shoulder. A transparent, plastic hand bag rested along the edge of Hailey's striped pencil skirt. Sparkling emeralds floated on long, mascara coated lashes below apricot eyebrows. Hailey spotted her boyfriend from lower corners of tiny window panes. Emerald shutters focused on cocoa extrusions sprouting from Lloyd's scalp. Lloyd braced rusted wall tin and poised charcoal knee denim above sloppy shoe mats. He regarded youngsters trampling cracked pavement, then hoisted Hailey's acorn flats. He swatted cocoa forehead fluffs draping his eye tar and scanned bourbon arch slats. An overhead lamp illuminated blueberry bow lace topping Hailey's vinyl toe caramel. Hailey bypassed warehouse door corrosion and a youthful lady's produce bicep hoops. She uprooted nimble foot velvet and grazed sheet metal extrusions with mango claws. She swiveled carrot hair filaments topping citrus hoops riding blueberry neck fleece. Hailey dropped to her knees beside her boyfriend. Hailey's pale shins and insteps spanned pebbles cemented with tar. Graphite and ivory hip stripes collected beside charcoal denim covering Lloyd's thigh. Hailey strapped blueberry arm segments around concrete stripes coating Lloyd's chest. Lloyd jumped. Thick, masculine digits glided out of Lloyd's chocolate forehead strands. Hailey crushed apricot temple filaments on top of Lloyd's espresso scalp strands. Lloyd's ocular coals studied carrot shavings between cocoa forehead fluffs. Lloyd reached above molten lava pouring out of Hailey's rear scalp. Lloyd's first and second fingers yanked a cigarette away from his lips. Lloyd's exhaled a dash of quartz tinted mist. He tapped the body of his coffin nail. Ash like porcelain toppled off of Lloyd's smoldering cancer tube. Emerald irises scanned optic crystals embedding Hailey's cherry dusted cheek custard. Bag frost saddled cookies and cream, pencil skirt streaks under leather belt scotch. Hailey packed asphalt with with shin custard and cradled hiny streaks with her heels. She wrapped her boyfriend's concrete chest stripes and nuzzled his temple espresso. Lloyd twisted startled face ale, then popped cigarette ash while exhaling ivory mist. "Damn," Lloyd grumbled. Lloyd plopped a cellulose cylinder between his lips. He swiveled muscular arm segments above the back of Hailey's neck. He rested his bicep and wrist along the peaks of Hailey's shoulder blades. "You scared me, honey bunches," Lloyd reflected. A cheerful chuckle escaped Hailey's menthol coated lips. Lloyd's fingertips descended between Hailey's thick collar and her upper vertebrae. Lloyd's masculine digits compressed steaming hot droplets coating Hailey's spinal flesh. Hailey's saline coated neck hide was cold and clammy. Lloyd's knuckles detected sweltering humidity venting from Hailey's body. "Whoa, jeez--" Lloyd croaked. Lloyd glided gentle digits down Hailey's sherbet and sweet potato scalp strands. "Hailey-- look at me, real quick," Lloyd instructed. Hailey lifted her cheek off of cement and graphite stripes blanketing her boyfriend's shoulder. Hailey's pale precipice balanced on a mountain of blueberry yarn surrounding her throat. Lloyd stroked Hailey's soft, ginger tinted locks. He studied his girlfriend's face. Soft skin protecting Hailey's forehead and cheeks was the color of sidewalk. Hailey's faded facial dermis was spotted with droplets of ice cold sweat. Tiny panes of glass in front of Hailey's emerald irises were stained with fog. "Ohhh, Haileyyy--" Lloyd purred. Lloyd dropped Hailey's shoes on charcoal denim covering his lap. He flattened his palm along sopping wet skin forming his girlfriend's cheek. "Baby, you don't look so good." Lloyd's fingers and thumb gripped a gold plated stick extending from Hailey's glasses. Lloyd slipped Hailey's spectacles away from her eyes and ears. Hailey's tangerine capped fingers gripped Lloyd's half inch shoulder bands. She lifted herself off of her boyfriend's slate streaked ribs. She rested the fingers of her right hand along raven jean knots covering Lloyd's thigh. She exhaled a steamy breath between her carnation glossed lips. "Dahhhmn--" the shaggy colt grated while embracing Hailey's sapphire scapula pickets. "You scared me, honey bunches." Lloyd skimmed Hailey's queso locks and swatted sweltering droplets lining her collar. "Oh, wowww--" Hailey's tender squire croaked before stroking her sweet potato mane. "Hailey, look at me real quick??" Lloyd's auburn doe lifted her noodle and paraded foggy specs riding cement cheeks. "Ohh, Haileyyy--" the chocolate stud purred before grazing his dame's clammy neck. "Baby, you don't look so guhhhd--" Lloyd snatched Hailey's glasses by yanking a brass stick spanning her optic crystals. The limestone princess clawed Lloyd's raven thigh denim and passed a steamy breath. "W-Where's Wednesday?" Hailey demanded. Lloyd crushed a rectangular crystal between shirt stripes covering his thick fingers. He swabbed eye fog and droplets of sweat off the lens of his girlfriend's eyewear. He looked into Hailey's emerald irises. He searched a space beside parked cars. He pointed out broken, dimly lit pavement using the top of his head. "W-Where's Wednesday??" Hailey anxiously demanded. Lloyd rubbed Hailey's vision aids with ab linen, then acknowledged distant pavement. "She's hiding over there," Lloyd explained. "I'm watching her." Hailey studied crumbling asphalt beside an old, worn out telephone pole. A cedar post erupted from broken gravel next to a steel structure. The crooked electrical pole bowed above a waist high fence made from four inch tubing. A stainless steel slat dangled from a faded, cellulose strut. A lens the size of a mixing bowl hung from a telephone pole extension. Every three to five seconds, a glass dome suspended from a twisted upright flashed. Radiation the color of lime juice illuminated an area between four inch pipes. Hailey spotted raven tinted locks formed around her friend's heart shaped face. Wednesday's slender shoulders were visible below soot shaded strands eclipsing her neck. Hailey looked beside her. Lloyd studied two by one inch lenses dangling from his left hand fingers. He looked into his girlfriend's eyes. "I thought you were gonna shoot me there for a second," Lloyd remarked. Hailey searched chunks of chocolate concealing her boyfriend's face. Apricot brows flattened the peaks of Hailey's eye sockets. Hailey snatched her glasses from Lloyd's thick digits. She scrambled to her feet. She glided gold plated dowels over the top half of her face. Lloyd raised bewildered palms. He watched biscuits strapped with quarter inch stripes wander beside his sneakers. "Whoa!" Lloyd grumbled. "Haaailey!" Lloyd snagged blueberry felt framing his girlfriend's flats. He shoved himself to his feet. He stumbled across unstable asphalt. He offered Hailey her vinyl foot coverings. Hailey looked beside her left bicep. She paused on kiwi spotted toes. Lloyd parked next to his girlfriend's apprehensive tootsies. He snagged his cigarette using the thumb and index finger of his right hand. Hailey snatched one of her shoes. "Forgot about those," Hailey remarked. Hailey patted dust caking her right foot with the fingers of her left hand. Evening gasses below a crooked telephone pole were cool and dark. Wednesday's pale face glowed like the moon at night. "She's hyyy-ding over there," Lloyd adoringly shared. "I've been keeping an eye on her." Hailey scanned a crooked telephone pole dangling a mixing bowl from a chrome strut. Every few seconds, olive light sparked hair soot topping Wednesday's lanky shoulders. "I thought you were gonna *shoot* me," Lloyd imposed while scanning Hailey's lenses. Hailey snatched her angular eyewear and implanted faded asphalt with antsy foot mats. Lloyd ogled his girlfriend's departing hiny streaks and paraded bewildered fingers. He snagged blueberry felt lining Hailey's caramel flats and paddled unstable asphalt. Lloyd's arrival caused Hailey to perch fiery heels above toe kiwis and look him over. The spicy queen watched Lloyd snatch his stogie before collecting one of her shoes. Wednesday's pearl tinted precipice emerged between raven tinted drapes. Wednesday's tiny chin and apple shaped cheeks floated above her long, slender neck. Wednesday's raven black bangs grazed bronze tinted makeup coating her eyelids. Wednesday's charcoal brows flattened caverns formed beneath her eye sockets. Wednesday's raven tinted eye stripes pointed at the bridge of her nose. Irritated irises like shards of ice stared below points of angry eyebrows. Wednesday's tiny nose poked out of her porcelain facial features. Disgusted lips soaked with ruby beeswax formed a hideous scowl below Wednesday's nostrils. Wednesday sat on her knees. A length of horizontal, four inch pipe extended in front of Wednesday's chest. Wednesday's arm rested along a surface of dimly lit tubing. Wednesday's scraped up bicep extended from her lacerated shoulder. One inch skin discs were visible between raven knots wrapping Wednesday's upper arm. Pipe rust sanded quarter sized flesh dots spanning the underside of Wednesday's wrist. Pale skin protecting Wednesday's knuckles extended from raven tinted peacock feathers. Wednesday's palm and fingertips spanned jagged tool marks formed along four inch tubing. A cigarette extended from a space between Wednesday's first and second fingers. Raven tinted acrylic coated Wednesday's tiny fingernails. An ivory shaded paper column poked out of a gap separating Wednesday's tiny digits. A tissue wrapped tobacco tube emerged from gold hoops a quarter inch wide. A luminescent rim the color of grapefruit peel adorned the end of Wednesday's cigarette. Coils of mist escaped an ash extension like a pencil eraser. A column of raven black denim shrank around Wednesday's tiny waist. Sand paper fabric stretched over Wednesday's hip curves and formed around her thighs. Wednesday's denim wrapped hiny rested along black, leather heel cuffs. Wednesday's upper legs crushed raven textile along shiny cow hide strapping her calves. Three inch rubber spikes poked out below charcoal denim coating Wednesday's backside. Toes of black, leather boots extended from spaces below Wednesday's hips. Wednesday's hand bag rested along raven tinted denim spanning her lap. A vinyl surface the color of pearl was decorated with floral brush strokes. Paintings of ivory geraniums, royal blue daffodils, banana yellow begonias, and radish tinted amaranths embellished the surface of Wednesday's purse. The fingers of Wednesday's free hand gripped flower decorated vinyl cloaking her thighs. Wednesday noticed rubber mats fastened to Hailey's flats scattering loose gravel. Bronze coated skin flaps collapsed in front of Wednesday's ice tinted irises. Impatient lips opened below the tip of Wednesday's nose. Wednesday exhaled an irritated breath. "For-got about those," Hailey conceded before patting powdery grime glazing her foot. Wednesday scanned frosty gasses with pissy ocular ice embedding licorice bangs. The porcelain dutchess wrinkled disgusted nasal asparagus above scowling lip rubies. She packed gravel with knee custard and braced tuchus tarmac with leather heel soot. She stacked pipe rust with ulna fishnet and hoisted tobacco embers with talon coals. Floral brush strokes ornamented purse ivory near Wednesday's flashy strolling spikes. Felt crow feathers sealed her graphite sweater weaves and cuddled ceramic knuckles. Ballet mats skidding pebbles extracted irritated vapors from Wednesday's cheek cream. "Can I get-- a single moment-- of peace?" Wednesday demanded. Hailey's tiny butt crushed quarter inch stripes along vise marks scoring four inch tubing. Hailey lowered her right foot. A rubber mat the color of limestone pointed beside a vinyl instep. Hailey froze. Radiation like pickle juice illuminated the twisted telephone pole area. Cream tinted bands strapped around Hailey's thighs glowed the color of limeade. Buttermilk calves extending from Hailey's skirt illuminated like pistachio meat. Carrot shaded locks sprouting from Hailey's scalp lit up like a yellow highlighter. Pale skin poking out of Wednesday's face reflected cucumber luminescence. Spots of flesh showing between Wednesday's sweater holes repeated highlighter radiation. A glass dome emanating lime green light faded to black. Hailey knelt down beside her friend. Hailey's tiny hiny compressed cream and coffee bands along camel stained heel vinyl. Midnight wrist yarn rested along quarter inch stripes spanning Hailey's lap. Hailey's pale face studied Wednesday's frosty irises above blueberry shoulder fleece. Cheddar and sherbet strands framing Hailey's ivory cheeks were shaded like pumpkin pie. Hailey's emerald irises focused on raven black strands above Wednesday's frustrated eyes. Jade shutters gazed through rectangular panes spotted with droplets of sweat. Hailey reached beside her left hand hip stripes. Tiny digits poking out of Hailey's sweater sleeve landed on Wednesday's shoulder. Hailey's tangerine spotted fingers gripped a velvet skin knob. Wednesday's creamy shoulder was bundled with raven tinted fisherman's net. Heat from Wednesday's satin flesh radiated between one inch sweater sleeve openings. Wednesday jumped. She swiveled her nylon strapped deltoid away from her friend's frisky digits. She shook angry fists in front of her disgusted face. She squeezed agitated teeth between ruby stained lips. "Can I get-- a single MOMENT of peace??" the miserable goth girl joylessly demanded. Hailey suspended arabica hiny marks above four inch tubing and parked vinyl shoe ale. Brief radiation graced Hailey with avocado calves and highlighter noggin strands. Pickle juice dermis and raspberry scuffs breached Wednesday's cola jacket lattice. Lime light dimmed while Hailey packed coffee tuchus marks among caramel heel vinyl. Rust dimmed hair citrus framed sweat dotted lenses sealing Hailey's curious eye jade. The ginger fox unbuckled ozone wrist yarn and grazed Wednesday's cozy shoulder satin. Hailey's startled comrade yanked lattice bicep soot and sloshed disgusted nail coals. "Don't-- touch me!!" Wednesday shrieked. Wednesday stared coldly below points of downturned eyebrows. She gnashed irritated molars like she was chewing rubber. "Don't fucking touch me!" Hailey's apprehensive palm shafts floated above her friend's shoulder. Hailey returned anxious fingers to her lap. Wednesday funneled air into her tiny nostrils. She exhaled a shaky breath between ruby red lips. She lifted her cigarette beside deltoid fisherman's net. She raked a raven black thumbnail across a cellulose brick stuffed into her cancer stick. A shower of tiny sparks escaped the tip of Wednesday's coffin nail. Hailey studied the rim of her friend's face. Wednesday stared into space. She mashed trembling lips together. Wednesday's porcelain cheeks swiveled, subtly. Irises like sea ice wandered to the corners of Wednesday's trembling corneas. Wednesday gazed at emeralds behind the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Hailey stared into her friend's frosty eye shutters. She blinked. Wednesday breathed out an uneasy sigh. Her bitter precipice collapsed along her friend's shoulder. Wednesday's temple crushed Hailey's blueberry shoulder yarn below raven tinted strands. Wednesday's bronze coated eyelids squeezed shut. Hailey reached behind fisherman's net spanning her friend's shoulder blades. A blueberry bicep and wrist collapsed along Wednesday's buttery scapula dermis. Hailey's fingers soothed nylon stranded skin protecting Wednesday's collar bone. Hailey's saline soaked face tilted. Her temple crushed pumpkin tinted locks along Wednesday's raven scalp filaments. Wednesday shuddered below a canopy forged from Hailey's ginger head hair. A burst of pickle radiation illuminated the area below the crooked telephone pole. Hailey and Wednesday's faces lit up like lime juice under carrot and charcoal caverns. Hailey studied a length of pipe suspended in front of her and her friend. Four inch diameter tubing was coated with rust and tool mark spirals. Light the color of cucumber flesh flickered off. Hailey dragged tangerine nails across raven fishnet gripping her friend's soft skin. The ends of Hailey's digits descended between crossing lines of elastic. Hailey's tiny fingertips sank into Wednesday's dimly lit flesh. Hailey's pale cheeks wandered to the back of Wednesday's scalp. Hailey's eyes rolled back. Her raspberry eyelids covered empty eye whites. Hailey caressed her friend's satin dermis. She exhaled a gratified breath. Wednesday's bronze stained eyelids separated. Wednesday blinked. Wednesday's face swiveled above Hailey's indigo fleeced shoulder. Wednesday's teal irises climbed to the tops of her eye sockets. Wednesday listened to her friend's erotic breathing. Wednesday's long, slender eyebrows climbed her forehead below raven bangs. Wednesday's ruby red lips lifted off of parted teeth. "H-Hailey!" Wednesday squawked. Hailey snapped out of a daze. Hailey's emerald eyes popped open. "Don't-- TOUCH ME!!" Wednesday belted between clamped bicuspids. Hailey suspended antsy claw embers, then collected them along elastic lap striations. Wednesday expelled trembling gasses and showered cigarette sparks with thumbnail tar. She sifted Hailey's eye emeralds with pupil ice before nesting indigo collar fleece. Hailey nuzzled her friend's licorice, scalp silk and cradled her fishnet, bicep soot. Pickle juice rays seared somber face arcs embedding mango and coal keratin caverns. Hailey skimmed tool marks along tubing rust beside her chest while the light faded. She clawed nylon crosses gripping her buddy's clavicle velvet with tangerine talons. Wednesday detected Hailey's excited cranium sloshing before peeling copper eye flaps. "H-Hailey!" the horrified dutches snapped. "Mph--" Hailey barked. Hailey swiveled clammy cheeks. She flapped raspberry coated eyelids. She lifted her face off of raven strands sprouting from Wednesday's scalp. "Huh?" Hailey requisitioned. Wednesday lifted her pale face. She flattened pitched capped digits below Hailey's armpit. She shoved her friend's ribs. Hailey's upper body toppled like a shaken radio tower. Hailey plopped startled palms along loose pebbles beside her hip. Cheeks wrapped with quarter inch stripes slipped off of Hailey's heels. Hailey's hiny mounds flattened cream and coffee streaks on top of unfastened gravel. Hailey's head swiveled like a top. Her emerald irises stared at Wednesday above blueberry yarn covering her shoulder. Wednesday glared at her friend's ivory facial features. Impatient eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Wednesday's nose. "Mphh--" Wednesday's ginger cohort blathered while hoisting dozy face crumples. Wednesday shoved her friend's blueberry rib slats with pissy, licorice digit caps. Hailey steadied hiny streaks along loose gravel and hounded Wednesday's antsy cheeks. "Hailey, what-- is the matter with you??" Wednesday snapped. Wednesday shook angry fingers in front of peacock feathers cloaking her tiny breasts. "Why are you doing that?" Hailey lifted pale digits poking out of her sweater sleeve. She raised tangerine fingertips beside a blueberry yarn tube surrounding her bicep. "Hailey, will you stop-- DOING THAT?!" Wednesday shrieked. "ssStop it!!" Hailey paraded cantaloupe dotted cream fingers escaping her sapphire sleeve pickets. "Wednesday-- I'm on drugs," Hailey explained. Hailey licked carnation gloss coating her lips. "I don't know-- what the fuck I'm doing. I'm sorry!" Wednesday studied her friend's pale cheeks. Hailey's porcelain facial dermis was coated with droplets of sweat. Wednesday searched Hailey's blueberry fleeced trunk. Hailey's tiny tits shuffled on peaks of heavy breaths. Hailey shoved winded butt streaks away from sharp pebbles. She rested stripe coated cheeks along camel stained vinyl wrapping her heels. She plopped agitated fingers along cream and coffee striations stretched across her lap. Wednesday observed Hailey's brash behavior. She exhaled a heavy breath. "They gave me druhhgs, Wednesday--" the ginger doe passed across vacuous lip compote. "*I* don't know what I'm do-eeeng. I'm sorry!!" Wednesday skimmed frosty sweat droplets coating her restless comrade's forehead pine. She watched her wrangle winded tuchus stripes between ozone felted Achilles hide. "Jesus, Hailey," Wednesday remarked. "You look like shit." Wednesday ditched her cigarette. She adjusted her purse strap along the end of her shoulder. She lifted fingers decorated with raven black nail polish beside Hailey's shoulders. Wednesday's pale digits crushed navy blue yarn on top of Hailey's biceps. "C'mon--" Wednesday instructed. Wednesday lifted her denim wrapped behind off of black leather protecting crossed ankles. She nudged her friend's shoulders towards ancient cedar curled above her scalp. "Let's go get you something to drink." Hailey's shoulders squeezed a blueberry neck mountain. Lime, tangerine, and plum glow hoops transformed into oblong ellipses. Hailey shifted her stripe decorated hiny along the heels of her flats. She lifted midnight fleeced arm segments above her friend's raven scalp locks. She secured tangerine spotted fingertips along her friend's fishnet wrapped deltoid. Wednesday helped Hailey to her feet. The girls stepped over a horizontal strut made from rusted, four inch pipe. "Je-sus, Hailey," Wednesday grimly commented. "You look like *shit*." The pissy minx ditched her cigarette and situated her purse along pitch bicep weaves. She shoved her friend's blueberry scapula fleece towards towering telephone cedar. "Let's go get you something to drink." Hailey squashed produce glow hoops by hugging her neck and lifting her hiny streaks. She bundled her buddy's cozy stomach fishnet and followed her across pipe fencing. Chapter 8: "Going for A Ride" Allie slept along carpet fluffs the color of slate. A space between the edge of Gwen's bed and the wall was just big enough for napping. The gap next to Gwen's bed was dimly lit. Allie's peaceful precipice sank into the surface of a velvet cushion. A puddle forged from Allie's cheek skin surrounded the edge of her face. Ends of crow tinted bangs hovered a quarter inch above Allie's eye sockets. Allie's drooping eyelids dangled lazily in front of her exhausted corneas. Allie's long lashes folded loosely beyond surfaces of blue jay irises. The apples of Allie's dimly lit cheeks were shaded the color of caramel. The tip of Allie's tiny nose extended above her open mouth. An upper lip the color of strawberry flesh formed a peak above Allie's teeth. Parted bicuspids were visible below oral flesh pointing at Allie's nostrils. Allie's soft shoulders poked out of tank top shoulder straps. Elastic bands like crow feathers descended from Allie's deltoids. The body of a charcoal top was suspended between Allie's shoulder blades. Allie's cream colored shoulders surrounded her slender neck. Fingers spotted with tangerine nail polish curled above Allie's breasts. Allie's ribs crushed her tiny tits along slate tinted carpet strands. Hind cheeks like peanut butter erupted from the base of Allie's tank top. Crow stained lace descended between Allie's pale tuchus ridges. Black panty ruffles stretched over Allie's crotch and the crack of her hiny. Cream soda thighs extended from caramel buttocks. Undressed kneecaps sank into carpet fluffs like sand paper. Allie's heels erupted from the ends of her pale calves. The tops of Allie's feet flattened along peaks of slate tinted tufts. The bottoms of Allie's toes bunched below stacks of plantar flesh. Crow tinted strands hanging from Allie's scalp rested along her soft cheek. Gwen's tiny fingers appeared between Allie's shoulders. Digits dotted with blueberry acrylic sank between soot filaments shrouding Allie's face. Furious nightcrawlers squeezed into the shape of a fist. Walnut ocular flaps uncovered blue jay eye shutters above Allie's cheek bones. Frightened skin flaps sank into Allie's eye sockets. Allie exhaled a panicked breath. Allie's peaceful lashes sealed cornea lemons underneath licorice forehead curtains. Her upright nose pea and chiclet lip peak rode cheek caramel flooding pillow soot. Noodle tar topped dim shoulder velvet posing tank top pitch along Allie's scapulas. Allie's mango claws and apple tits sank carpet asphalt paving Gwen's narrow wall gap. Cinnamon, hiny honeydews strained crow feather panty lace beyond gelatin thigh rust. Peaceful knee ligaments extended bronze calf mounds topping stacked plantar pleats. Gwen's startling talon blueberries snagged silk scalp slate dusting Allie's cheek. "Ah!" Allie shouted. "What the fuck?!" Gwen's tightened digits lifted Allie's face off of a velvet pillow surface. A fist hanging from Gwen's free arm collided with Allie's cheek. "Ohhh!" Allie shrieked. Gwen battered Allie's soft face flesh. "AHH!" Allie barked. Gwen popped Allie in the lips. ""Paaaa--!" Allie belched. Gwen's tiny fingers released chin length strands attached to Allie's scalp. Allie's aching cheeks burrowed into a silk cushion. Gwen's undressed calves surrounded Allie's. Gwen shifted backwards on the surfaces of her insteps and knees. Dimly lit thighs extending from Gwen's kneecaps followed her lower legs. Pale upper legs carried ass cheeks divided by raven black panties. A coal tinted teddy draped Gwen's upper body. See through silk hung from Gwen's upper arms, shoulder blades, and the arch of her back. Biceps and forearms shaded like caramel extended from the sleeves of Gwen's sleep wear. Gwen shuffled down the edges of Allie's legs using her palms and insteps. Fingers dotted with blueberry nail polish extended from Gwen's pale knuckles. Raven black strands dangled beside Gwen's caramel cheeks. Irises like drops of gold traced the curves of Allie's thighs and calves. The heels of Gwen's palms surrounded the ends of Allie's lower legs. Gwen's fingers squeezed shut around Allie's ankles. Gwen dragged Allie towards the end of her bed. Allie's tank top shrouded tits glided across slate tinted carpet fluffs. Allie's tangerine fingernails clawed passing floor tufts. Allie exhaled panicked puffs between gritted incisors. Gwen dragged Allie around the corner of her mattress. She dropped Allie on her face beside the foot of her bed. Allie flattened along slate stained floor grass. Allie breathed out short breaths. "Ahh-- What the FUCK?!" the jolted snoozer hurled out of panicked facial points. Gwen hoisted Allie's loopy features and popped her jaw gumball with knuckle rocks. "Ohhh!" the mortified floor occupant grievously groaned. Gwen hammered Allie's jowl butter before loading bicep cream and battering her lips. "Paaaa--!" Gwen's disgusted counterpart fumbled between throbbing speech flaps. Gwen backpedaled coal thong, ass quartz using shin curd framing Allie's limp ankles. Nail ozone and instep dairy swept honey shaded features with tarmac nightie crystal. Gwen focused eye gold parting raven hair and snatched Allie's frantic Achilles knobs. Allie plowed passing carpet slate and emitted shallow huffs under blue jay peepers. "AH! AH! AHH! AHH!" Allie gripped graphite carpet fibers with the ends of her tiny fingers. She looked towards Gwen's bedroom door. Kyle and Cole's undressed toes pointed at her. Allie's blue jay irises climbed hair curtains hanging from Cole and Kyle's legs. Allie's pupils searched keratin coils poking out of wrinkled testicle sacks. Cocks the size of smoked sausages erupted from the boys' undressed crotches. Curly hair patches covered spaces above Kyle and Cole's erect peckers. Allie's frightened eyes followed ridges of muscular abs above Kyle's hips. Cole's stomach was hairy and slim. Pecks decorated with patches of chestnut hair rested above Kyle's taught belly. Bony ribs poked through the edges of Cole's thin chest. Bourbon irises stared below pumpkin pie curls framing Kyle's scalp. Two inch rust slivers gazed through circular crystals near the top of Cole's face. Cole's long, slender lips formed the shape of a grin. The soles of Gwen's feet flattened between the end of her bed and Allie's heels. Toes spotted with blueberry caps pointed at Allie's slender ankles. Gwen bent over. Blueberry spotted fingers crushed crow tinted fabric above Allie's butt. Allie squirmed. "Gwen! What the fuck are you doing?!" Allie demanded. Gwen lifted Allie's waist off of slate carpet near the edge of her mattress. "AH! AH! AHH!" The grim hen skimmed calf sprouts overlooking Cole and Kyle's manly walking digits. She scanned curly patches sprucing uprooted pelvic sausages and testicle prune sacks. Muscular abs and slim stomach stubble undercut Kyle and Cole's mischevous trunks. Kyle's chestnut peck sprouts joined xylophone rib planks cleaving Cole's nipples. Iris ale skimmed Kyle's acorn head curls while rust slats probed Cole's vision discs. Gwen parked azure foot dots between Allie's heels and wound her tank top navel soot. "G-wen!" Allie extruded from squirming body curves. "What the-- fuck are you doing?!" "Shut the fuck up, you lying cunt!" Gwen shouted back. Kyle bent over next to Allie's face. Cole reached beside Allie's calves. Kyle yanked Allie's wrists off of the floor. Cole's skinny fingers squeezed shut around Allie's ankles. Cole, Gwen, and Kyle slung Allie over the end of Gwen's bed. Allie plopped down on a mattress covered with charcoal stained sheets. "Ah! Ah!" Allie exhaled from trembling lips. Allie's tangerine capped fingers squeezed coal tinted bed decorations. Allie's heels sank into a foam mattress topper. Allie scrambled near the head of Gwen's bed. She flattened on top of granite shaded wall paint. Hot crimson trickled out of Allie's tiny nostrils. Allie's cheek bones throbbed. Allie's battered lips swelled like balloons. Kyle slithered onto charcoal fabric covering Gwen's sleeping surface. Cole's hair wrapped knee points sank into mattress foam. Cole's scrawny digits dragged his bony body across the surface of Gwen's bed. Cole's nightcrawler fingers surrounded Allie's tangerine spotted toes. Cole grabbed a hold of Allie's skinny ankles. "SHUT-up, you lying bitch!" Allie's ravenous counterpart viciously snarked. The boys clamped Allie's calves and wrists, then dumped her along Gwen's coal sheets. The wiry dame fumbled sharp squawks while piling limb cream among pitch wall paint. Cole observed nasal claret flooding Allie's swollen lips, then shimmied onto the bed. "Cole!" Allie shouted. "You fuck!" Cole dragged Allie's undressed cheeks across cold fabric covering Gwen's mattress. He glided Allie's calves and thighs between his knees. Allie's blue jay eye shutters gazed into Cole's rust tinted irises. Two inch pennies stared between Cole's sawdust and molasses hair fluffs. Cole's slender fingers gripped loose flesh surrounding Allie's hips. Kyle flattened his naked shins above Allie's scalp. Kyle's fat cock extended above Allie's blue raspberry eye shutters. Allie gritted rows of terrified teeth. She attempted to shift her thighs away from Cole's scrawny digits. Kyle strapped masculine knuckle shafts around Allie's slender wrists. He lifted Allie's fingers above her head. Tendons controlling Allie's biceps and wrists stretched to their limits. Allie tightened frantic carpal extensions spotted with tangerine acrylic. She squeezed her palms against the edges of Kyle's fingers and thumbs. "AHH!!" Allie squeezed between clenched incisors. Gwen climbed over the edge of her mattress. Gwen's undressed shins sank into sheet covered foam beside Allie's hips. Gwen's pale ass cheeks rested on her heels. Sadistic bicuspids showed between Gwen's grinning lips. Gwen chuckled. Allie watched Gwen's excited fingers. Tiny digits decorated with blueberry dots collapsed along Allie's tank top straps. Gwen stretched crow tinted shoulder harnesses away from Allie's chest. Allie's shirt slivers popped like straining rubber bands. Allie's chest swiveled like cigarette smoke. Allie struggled to free her wrists from Kyle's thick fingers. Gwen stretched the body of Allie's tank top away from her chest and waist. Soot tinted elastic tore off of Allie's tiny tits. The base of Allie's shirt released the edges of her trim stomach. Nipples like chocolate chips extended from Allie's tomato sized breasts. Allie's tiny navel was visible above the waist of her black, lace panties. Allie's blue jay irises glared at Gwen's hateful precipice. Points of crow tinted eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Allie's nose. Cole squeezed Allie's knees between his bony leg hinges. Cole's slender digits gripped crow tinted lace surrounding Allie's hips. Cole dragged Allie's panties down thick flesh protecting her thigh joints. He glided transparent elastic over the surfaces of Allie's upper legs. Allie's head tilted back. Crow tinted strands dangled between Allie's straining shoulders. Allie's terrified eyelids squeezed together. Allie's swollen lips peeled apart. "Cole! You fuck!" the mortified mistress shrilled using rabid precipice barbs. Cole snatched Allie's tibia knobs and glided her custard hip grips between his knees. Allie found Kyle's fat cock above her eyes and realized he was crowding her temples. She tamped rabid mouth chiclets and triggered Cole to tighten his thighs by wiggling. Kyle seized Allie's wrist butter and stretched her feisty ulna sinews above her head. Gwen sank snoozing foam with shin cream and braced hiny soot with salmon foot pleats. She flaunted brutal grin pearls and tugged Allie's tank top straps until they popped. The feral fox molted nipple drops and umbilical valleys topping asphalt panty lace. Cole peeled Allie's elastic hip cola and crumpled labia threads along her kneecaps. "AAHHHHHH!!" Allie shrieked. Allie gritted horrified teeth. "What are you-- fuckers doing to me??! What did I do!?!" Gwen tossed remnants of Allie's top along slate carpet fluffs covering the floor. She glided furious digits between crow tinted strands dangling from Allie's scalp. She squeezed her blueberry spotted fingers into a fist. She stared at Allie's blue jay tinted irises. "God-- damn it, Gwen!" the disgusted hen belted between agitated lip hams. "What did I do!?!" Allie's coal mopped chum plowed her noggin crow feathers and seared her optic ozone. "We all saw you talking to her, Allie!" Gwen shouted back. "Don't act dumb." Gwen slapped Allie across the face. Bones below the beginnings of Gwen's digits collided with Allie's soft cheek. "We *all* saw you talking to her, Al-lie!" Gwen sniped before smacking Allie's cheek. "Ah!" Allie barked. Gwen stretched Allie's terrified precipice away from her neck. She glared at irises like blue gelatin dessert. "AAAHHH!!" the tortured mistress repulsively squealed. "I *know* you're dumb," Gwen continued. She shook her head. "But, you don't have to act like it." Allie's wiggling wrists extended from Kyle's thick fingers. Kyle's bourbon eye shutters stared above the tip of Cole's bony shoulder. Pumpkin pie smears lifted above Kyle's eye sockets. Ham tinted mouth rims opened below the tip of Kyle's swollen nostrils. "I know you're a *dumb* cunt," Gwen sadistically taunted. "But, you don't have to ACT like one." Kyle secured Allie's squirming wrists and examined activity above Cole's scapulas. "Ho-ly fuuuck--" Kyle groaned. Quarter sized pupils floated to the tops of Cole's glasses lenses. Two inch pennies focused on Kyle's agitated precipice. Cole looked above his lanky shoulder points. Images of solemn eyelids collapsed along the tops and bottoms of Cole's irises. Cole's slender lips peeled apart. "Fuuuck, yo--" Cole grumbled. Gwen's blueberry capped fingers wiggled Allie's skull above the end of her spine. Hazel irises studied Allie's face below the points of Gwen's angry eyebrows. Sadistic lips formed a terrifying grin along the lower edge of Gwen's face. Gwen looked towards her bedroom door. Her smile faded. Allie stretched crow tinted hair strands away from Gwen's fingertips. Frustrated eyelids peeled off of blue jay shutters adorning Allie's corneas. Allie looked around. She lifted her head above undressed tits poking out of her ribs. She stared at something across the room. Peaks of slender forearms sank into a pillow strapped with a raven black sham. Surfaces of pale wrists reflected tomato tinted radiation. Tips of tiny fingers and mounds of palm flesh glowed the color of lady bug wings. Acrylic caps like drops of tar spotted surfaces opposite poppy illuminated hand flesh. Raven tinted quilt fluffs wadded underneath buttermilk biceps refracting tomato glints. Pale belly flesh extended from the lower edge of a pitch tinted bed spread. A tiny navel sank into a slender stomach phosphorescing like rose petals. Thighs wrapped in crumpled pajama bottoms extended from curves of soft hips. Black, flannel knots embellished with talcum grid lines eclipsed restless knees. A right hand lower limb escaped an elastic waist band and remained perfectly straight. An opposing upper leg reached below the left edge of a slim stomach. Agitated thighs sank into a mattress fitted with a crow tinted sheet. Slender calves reflecting tomato radiation emerged from wool leg drapes. A right hand lower leg stretched a dimly lit heel above a mattress edge. Toes dotted with raven acrylic emerged from an instep refracting poppy radiation. A bowling pin calf was folded below a left knee wrapped with wads of pajama britches. The sole of a soft foot flattened flannel knots below taught knee ligaments. "Ho-ly fahhck--" the burgundy haired gambler croaked. Cole skimmed his buddy's eye ale with optic penny saucers, then checked his shoulder. Gwen torqued her antsy sidekick's jaw tines, then indulged her friends' bewilderment. Allie freed taught noggin pitch escaping Gwen's fingers and peeked across the room. Cherry light seared nail coals and wrist velvet embedding Wednesday's pillow asphalt. Raven elbow covers overlooked navel punched stomach custard reflecting ruby sparks. Rose hued calf mousse escaped dove grid, flannel raven wads and extended talon tar. Heel hide padding complimentary calf mounds roosted knee graphite, britches pleats. A wire frame shelf hovered beside a chrome plated bed post. A black, plastic case the size of a butter dish spanned mirror tinted dowels. Light the color of pool water poured out of illuminated liquid crystals. The slick surface of a large poster was tacked above plastic alarm clock sliders. White paint coating a black metal vocalist's face reflected blueberry luminescence. The shrieking precipice was visible between points of black makeup and strands of long hair. Artifacts of distorted faces were dimly illuminated beside the lead singer's bony cheeks. Raspberry radiation illuminated wave shaped letters near the top of the wall banner. Points like flames extended from characters spelling "Blades of Sloth". White borders surrounding rippled text glowed blood red. Strands of olive green wires twisted along the top edge of a shadow shrouded wall. Points of Christmas bulbs poked out of dimly lit ballasts. Cherry red phosphorescence diffused from glass vial surfaces shaped like baby carrots. Tiny fingers reflecting cardinal feather globes extended from restless knuckles. Slender digits rotated above poorly illuminated wrists. Raven spotted fingertips sank crow tinted bed silk into the surface of a pillow. Tiny flesh tubes wadded head rest fluffs into irritated fists. Tomato refracting nightcrawlers dragged a sack of separated cotton away from a pale face. Frustrated digits crushed a lint filled bag along tops of flannel wrapped upper legs. A tiny nose, narrow chin, and pale cheeks reflected claret radiation. Frosty irises stared below points of raven black bangs. Anxious nasal cavities siphoned fresh air inside teensy nostrils. Humid gasses puffed out tomato tinted cheeks. Velvet facial curves forced hot breath between lips like ham steak. Wednesday's agitated fingers glided beside the edges of her hips. Digits dotted with raven acrylic shoved Wednesday's shoulder blades away from her mattress. Wednesday's elbows sank into a sham dressed pillow laying on top of her lap. A crow tinted blanket floated down the edges of Wednesday's ribs. Wednesday's quilted bed spread stacked beside the curves of her hips. Spaghetti strands suspended raven black silk above the tips of Wednesday's breasts. Wednesday stared into pitch shaded space. Points of ice slivers focalized quarter sized pupils. Wednesday inhaled between undressed lips. She exhaled from frustrated nostrils. She looked beside her. Sea ice shutters studied raven blanket fluffs wadded along an empty sleeping surface. A pillow like the head rest covering Wednesday's thighs was crumpled above hollow covers. Wednesday looked up. She stared across vacant bedroom space. Coal brick, digit crystals speckled chrome plated shelf dowels with pool water halos. A nearby poster's black metal, makeup quartz reflected fierce ozone among hair straw. Whirlpool precipice artifacts framed the feral lead singer's angular cheek pleats. Claret radiation illuminated flame character frame quartz spelling "Blades of Sloth". Olive wire twists lined Wednesday's ceiling seam with baby carrot, bulb tomatoes. Wednesday clawed head cushion tarmac before uncovering her restless precipice velvet. Hailey's frustrated buddy expelled humid gasses from raspberry fired facial points. She shifted upright, causing cola bedding to uncover tank top tar and pile her hips. The antsy goth skimmed Hailey's empty sham with icy optic slats, then looked around. "Hailey?" Wednesday called. Wednesday spotted a table beside her bed. Teal digits floating above wire frame dowels read "4:48". Wednesday faced forward. She looked around. "Haileyyy??" A blood soaked sham the color of vanilla pudding covered a dejected face. Ends of a mozzarella pillow case were wadded between pale deltoids and a slender throat. The neckline of a withered, black t-shirt dangled from buttermilk shoulders. Ivory biceps descended from tiny sleeves and hugged bony ribs. Slim forearms disappeared behind a narrow chest. Tangerine spotted fingers poked out of sash cord strands bundling scrawny wrists. Raven fabric decorated with YKC artwork hung from nipples the size of chocolate chips. Red, acrylic letters with yellow borders spelled the alternative band's name. The lower edge of the worn out top was rolled like a pencil shaped burrito. A pale stomach extended from the base of a scissor trimmed t-shirt. Slender belly flesh disappeared into black panty ruffles. Dimly lit thighs extended from cuffs of a transparent crotch covering. Calves shaded the color of cream soda folded underneath ivory upper legs. Cheeks wrapped with crow tinted lace rested along ends of Achilles' tendons. Plantar ridges were stacked between undressed heels and toes. Pale calves and insteps sank into cold desert sand. "Hailey?" Wednesday called using curious lip hams. The homely dutchess collected "4:48" from bed table, digit teal under licorice bangs. "Hai-leyyy??" Allie's dainty shoulders and neck gripped bloody pillow case curd draping her noggin. T-shirt coal spanning Allie's biceps dangled lemon framed "YKC" roses above ab ivory. Sash cord frays bundled the grim fox's lanky wrists and mango claws behind her back. Shin custard and radish foot pleats burrowed desert sand and braced raven hiny lace. A dingy pillow cover stained with wet crimson trembled between quivering shoulders. Pale digits extending from olive green shirt sleeves surrounded a claret stained sham. Fingertips dotted with neon orange acrylic gripped corners of a wiggling head covering. Tangerine spotted palm shafts yanked a blood drenched sheet off of a shivering face. Allie's blue jay irises wobbled frantically below ends of crow feather bangs. Skin flaps surrounding Allie's right eye were stained the color of prune juice. Blood trickled from the tips of Allie's cheeks. Hot crimson leaked from Allie's tiny nostrils and the edges of her lips. Dried blood the color of chocolate stained Allie's chin and the edges of her pale face. Allie's lower lip was swollen the size of a lemon wedge. A ring the color of raspberry flesh surrounded Allie's slender throat. Allie exhaled panicked breaths between shivering mouth edges. Shutters like blue gelatin dessert floated to the tops of Allie's frightened eye sockets. Allie's pupils focused on transparent crystals suspended in front of Hailey's emerald irises. Gold plated dowels extended from the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Saxophone ear supports disappeared below ginger canopies. Strands like flames shrouded Hailey's pale cheeks and dimly lit neck. Lips stained with carnation gloss extended below the tip of Hailey's tiny nose. Half inch links made from raven black lace were fastened around Hailey's throat. Pitch tinted straps an inch wide gripped olive green fabric covering Hailey's deltoids. Hailey's colorful precipice poked out of a hoop shaped neck hole. Hailey's lace choker was sutured one inch above an olive green shirt hoop. The body of a bustler top dangled from loops grasping Hailey's collar bones. Pitch stained flaps descended diagonally from strands framing Hailey's throat. Opposing tank top sections fastened between beginnings of olive blanketed tits. Buttons like butterscotch hard candy sutured Hailey's top in front of her chest and stomach. Elastic tubes like lime peel were strapped around Hailey's shoulders, biceps, and wrists. Raven black denim descended from Hailey's waist and stretched around her hips. Pitch tinted bells dangled from Hailey's knees and surrounded her ankles. Toes of black, leather boots extended from canopies of dark, denim hoops. Rubber mats an inch thick were fastened to the soles of Hailey's footwear. Hailey studied Allie's blood soaked face. Hailey's pupils searched blue jay struts between Allie's eyelids. Hailey crumpled a pillow case drenched with cold claret beside her left hip. She inhaled between gloss coated lips. She squeezed together carnation stained mouth edges. She exhaled from her nostrils. She reached beside Allie's cheek. Hailey's neon spotted fingers collapsed along soft skin below Allie's battered cheek. Allie's pale face went limp. Allie's exhausted eye flaps collapsed in front of her blue raspberry irises. Allie's rubbery precipice melted along the surface of Hailey's cozy palm. Allie glided the end of her cheek across Hailey's soothing flesh. Hailey watched Allie comforting herself, absent mindedly. The corners of Hailey's lips curled into a smile. Hailey inhaled between gloss soaked mouth edges. Tangerine claws exiting Hailey's clover sleeve pickets snatched Allie's dingy veil. The wiry minx bobbled opal irises below crow plume bangs and right eye prune flaps. Vein chocolate crusted Allie's swollen lips and nostrils above a cherry throat mark. Allie skimmed gold dowels framing Hailey's frosted optic jade between temple flames. Lip bismuth and raven choker lace topped the ginger damsel's hoop shaped neck hole. Deltoid licorice dangled butterscotch sutured bustler arcs topping her trunk spinach. Rubber platforms braced boot pitch escaping raven denim tubas draping Hailey's waist. The cinnamon hen sifted Allie's optic blue jays and soothed her battered cheek cream. The absent minded vixen nuzzled Hailey's cozy palm velvet with icy facial custard. "Hello, Allie," Hailey hummed. Hailey patted Allie's cheek, playfully. Allie jumped. "Hello, Allie," Hailey hummed across adoring lip arcs. The cardamom mistress playfully patted Allie's precipice point, causing her to jump. "Haa!" Allie barked. Allie's eyes popped open. Allie lifted her head off of soft hide coating Hailey's palm. She gazed into Hailey's emerald irises. She siphoned air through swollen lips the color of ham steak. She exhaled an uneasy breath. Lloyd yanked a charcoal tinted pillow case off of Gwen's face. Gwen's angry precipice descended from the base of a cotton fabric covering. Raven black strands drifted from a pitch stained bag and shuffled beside Gwen's cheeks. Slim brows like crow feathers pointed between Gwen's fiery, hazel irises. Rolls of silver tape two inches wide coated the lower half of Gwen's disgusted face. Duct tape lip coverings disappeared below a canopy of raven black filaments. Gwen's wrists were tied behind her back just like Allie's. The body of a coal shaded teddy swung from Gwen's irritated shoulders. Gwen's tiny breasts rotated underneath a sheet of see through chest fabric. Nipples like tips of crayons glided below the surface of a nylon blanket. Gwen's trim stomach twisted like a tornado under a transparent body tube. Dimly lit hind cheeks separated by raven elastic bounced on Gwen's undressed heels. Forearms wrapped with strands of twine wiggled above the waist of Gwen's panties. Blueberry spotted fingers poking out of sash cord columns curled into fists. Lloyd's tar tinted irises gazed at Gwen's agitated face between chocolate strands. Cheeks poorly illuminated by morning sunlight descended between thick sideburns. Lips like ham steak curled into a smirk along the left edge of Lloyd's face. Two inch bands alternating lemon yellow, raspberry, ivory, and charcoal decorated Lloyd's t-shirt. Legs of pitch tinted jeans descended from the base of Lloyd's upper body covering. Wads of raven denim piled along the insteps of Lloyd's sloppy, coal shaded sneakers. Lloyd stared into Gwen's hateful eye shutters. Lloyd's masculine fingers crumpled a slate stained pillow cover in front of his crotch. Lloyd reached beside Gwen's cheek. Lloyd's thumbnail picked a duct tape corner gripping the edge of Gwen's chin. Lloyd unraveled adhesive strands strapped on top of Gwen's lips. Lloyd's thick digits peeled a filament blanket off of Gwen's soft cheeks. Gwen groaned into the surface of a nylon stranded blanket. Lloyd unwound tape stuck to tiny hairs hanging from the back of Gwen's neck. He continued de-strapping filament adhesive mummifying the lower half of Gwen's face. He peeled off painful strands covering Gwen's lips, cheeks, and chin. Gwen exhaled an irritated breath between her disgusted lips. She sucked cool, morning air between gritted bicuspids. "Haa!" the raven mopped princess yelped between throbbing speech steaks. Lloyd extracted Gwen's fiery ocular ale and lengthy hair cola from pillow graphite. Silver tape strands wound the pissy maiden's hateful mouth seams and angular jawline. Gwen buffed pitch spine fog with lashed forearm quartz and frustrated nail sapphires. She swirled nightie mist with titty pegs and ab caverns while bouncing wild biscuits. Lloyd focalized vision tar above smirking lip ham spanning shaggy sideburn chocolate. He piled t-shirt daisy, rose, ivory, and coal above tarmac denim riding sneaker soot. He wadded Gwen's granite sham and scanned hateful eye gold among muddy scalp knots. The flashy stud peeled duct tape mummifying Gwen's mouth, cheeks, and neck sprouts. "What the fuck are you looking at, needle dick!?" Gwen belched. Gwen lifted the curves of her butt off of sash cord wrapping her Achilles' tendons. Strands of rope winding Gwen's wrists to her ankles pulled tight. The bottoms of Gwen's thighs collapsed along twine tunnels winding the ends of her calves. Gwen grunted. She glared at Lloyd's chocolate brown eyes. "Are you trying to figure out where to stick your little-- faggot ass dick?!" Lloyd studied Gwen's explosive precipice, coldly. He squinted. Gwen inhaled between tightened incisors. "I'll bet you have a little *tiny* pecker, huh?!" Gwen shouted. Gwen mashed frustrated molars together. She tightened tendons in her wrists. Slender strands surrounding Gwen's forearms burrowed into her soft skin. "Is that why you're-- so afraid to show it to me??" Gwen struggled with ropes binding her wrists. Her panty wrapped cheeks hopped on her heels. Drops of gold attached to Gwen's corneas stared at Lloyd's tar tinted eye shutters. "Do you even get turned on by girls-- doll-face!?" Gwen's undressed lips peeled off of her furious teeth. "Do we need to find you a-- little butt-queef mother fucker, so he can stick his fat cock in your ass and blow a fuckin' fudge bomb-- YOU FUCKIN' FAGGOT?!?" Gwen shuffled sash wound wrists above the waist of her panties. Coals stared at Gwen's hazel irises between coffee sprouts hanging from Lloyd's forehead. Gwen wiggled tightened biceps on top of see through nylon draping her ribs. She pounded the tops of her kidneys using tubes of twine surrounding her forearms. "What the-- fuck are *you* looking at, needle dick?!" Gwen gushed between gritted teeth. The antsy hen tested rope winding her ankles to her wrists and scanned Lloyd's eyes. "Are you trying to figure out where to put your-- little, faggot ass dick!?" Lloyd prodded Gwen's explosive ocular scotch and crumpled passive optical frames. "I bet you have a-- little *tiny* pecker, huh?!" the malicious vixen carried on. "That's why you're so afraid to SHOW it to me!!" Gwen sawed her wrists with wicker cuffs and popped her heels with tarmac hiny nylon. "Do you even get turned *on* by girls, DOLL-face!?? Do we need to find you a little fuck boy so he can-- stick his cock in your ass and blow a fuckin' fudge bomb, you FUCKIN' FAGGOT?!?" Lloyd observed his feral captive filing crystal lumbar soot with her bridled wrists. "And, here I thought--" Lloyd began. "And, here I thought--" "Rahhh!!" Gwen shrieked through gritted bicuspids. "I hope you get raped and die of AIDS, you fuckin'-- gay mother fucker!!" Chocolate brows lifted above Lloyd's eye sockets behind an espresso fountain. "rrRAAAH!!" Gwen ferociously interrupted. "I hope you get raped and die of AIDS, you fuckin'-- gay mother fucker!!" Lloyd furrowed withdrawn eyebrow chocolate behind his espresso forehead fountain. "And, here I thought you were in looove with me," Lloyd purred. "And, here I thought you were in *luhhve* with me," the blase colt vacantly taunted. "Fuck off, dick suckerrr!!" Gwen shouted between angry teeth. A thick mat attached to Hailey's boot flattened in front of Gwen's pale knees. A leather cap shaped like an incandescent bulb was fastened above a neoprene platform. A shiny boot toe poked out of a denim bucket rim surrounding Hailey's ankle. Charcoal fabric like sand paper was strapped around Hailey's slender thigh. Bell bottom chutes wandered in front of Gwen's saxophone eye shutters. Raven elastic sank into Hailey's trim stomach. Crow tinted shirt wool formed points above Hailey's tiny tits. Peaks of fabric breast housings became tank top shoulder harnesses. Olive green material was fitted across Hailey's chest and shoulders. Fingers dotted with tangerine nail polish poked out of lime peel tubes. Arms like kiwi pendulums wandered beside Hailey's ribs and hips. Strands like flames swooped beside Hailey's pale cheeks. Emeralds under apricot hoods stared at Gwen's irritated face behind silicate panes. Somber lips coated with carnation gloss convened below Hailey's tiny nose. Gwen's agitated irises studied innocuous garments arranged along the curves of Hailey's body. Slender, raven brows flattened above the peaks of Gwen's hazel eye shutters. The upper corner of Gwen's ham tinted lip lifted off of her disgusted teeth. "*Fuck* you, dick sucker!" the fussy minx fired between angry chompers. Gwen observed Hailey's boot cap breach her denim bucket coal and stir desert dust. Penny sealed trunk asphalt formed breast peaks straining licorice shoulder harnesses. Kiwi arm pendulums swooped tangerine spotted cream fingers under graphite neck lace. Somber emeralds split apricot flaps under silicate aids spanning lengthy hair flames. Grim lip bismuth under dainty nose beads interrupted Hailey's rose dusted cheek pine. Gwen skimmed the lanky dutchess' innocuous garments and peeled disgusted bicuspids. "You're such a fuckin' geek," Gwen spat. Gwen stared into Hailey's jade faceted irises. She forced her undressed lips into a sinister smirk. "I just looove listening to you blather in Mr. Tinney's class. Like you're a-- fuckin' scientist or some shit." Gwen scowled. She shook her head. Unkempt locks like charcoal threads shuffled an inch above Gwen's neckline. "Too bad the *real* world doesn't work that way, sweetie." Hailey stared at gold coins attached to Gwen's corneas. She turned around. Tiny fingers poking out of Hailey's sleeves reached inside a baby blue tub made of steel. Hailey's elbows and wrists descended into a cabinet below her boyfriend's trunk lid. Gwen pointed at Lloyd with the edge of her forehead. She inhaled a sharp breath between clenched incisors. "In ten years, *this* piece of shit'll-- dump your ass for some skank." Gwen licked her lips. "And, you'll be sucking diseased cock for CRACK MONEY!!" Hailey stood, bent over the back end of Lloyd's Cammy. Pentagonal pockets were sutured to Hailey's raven wrapped hiny with ivory stitches. Hailey looked over her shoulder. Hailey's pale face peeked above olive elastic wrapping her shoulder. Emeralds gazed through rectangular crystals below a fountain of molten lava. Hailey's right boot glided across powdered caliche below a rim of charcoal denim. A shiny cap covering hailey's toes pointed between Gwen's naked thighs. Hailey's shoulders swiveled above her narrow ribs and lanky stomach. A wooden baseball bat erupted from tiny fingers poking out of Hailey's shirt sleeve. Wood screw shafts emerged from the end of Hailey's pine ball beater. Hailey rested a spiked club along the surfaces of her palm and left hand digits. A gust of dry, desert wind gushed between fiery strands hanging from Hailey's scalp. A dim canopy like blueberry pulp towered above ginger threads surrounding Hailey's face. Twinkles from cosmic bodies were visible along the surface of an early morning sky. A strip of solar radiation traced a blank horizon with a tangerine glow. Gwen's brass irises glared at Hailey's emerald eye shutters below flattened brows. Gwen's agitated mouth edges opened under the tip of her tiny nose. "You're such a fuckin' geek," the pissy dame shared before forging a sinister smirk. "I just lahhhve listening to you blather in Mister Tinney's class-- like you're a fuckin' scientist or some shit." Gwen dusted hateful neck cream with raven scalp strands by shaking arrogant jowls. "Too bad the *real* world doesn't work that way, sweetie." Hailey probed Gwen's hazel irises, then turned and sifted the trunk of Lloyd's Cammy. "In ten years, this piece of shit'll-- dump your ass for some skank!" Gwen carried on. "And, *you'll* be sucking diseased cock for CRACK MONEY!!" Hailey swiveled knee length hiny pentagons and presented chlorophyll chest facets. She collected baseball wood extending jagged screw points and relished a random gust. Gwen scanned cosmic twinkles spotting ozone indigo above a line of radiation citrus. "Ohhh--" Gwen exhaled between undressed oral extents. "You brought a little kid's toy. I didn't realiiize." Hailey dangled Louisville sheet rock fasteners beside a denim bell surrounding her calf. The tip of Hailey's tongue glided along carnation gloss coating her lower lip. Hailey wandered off. She saundered past the right edge of Gwen's body. Gwen's head turned. Gwen's dimly lit cheek rested along transparent nylon covering her shoulder. Golden shutters examined Hailey's denim coated cheeks below raven scalp strands. Gwen licked her lips. "Lemme guess," Gwen snarled. "Either we tell you where Josh is--" Hailey stopped next to Cole's bony, undressed deltoids. She looked behind her. "Or, you start-- swingin' that fucking thing around. Yeah?" Thin flesh sinking between Cole's ribs reflected glints of dim sunlight. Hair coils surrounding tiny nipples swiveled during peaks of shallow breaths. Nervous sweat droplets trickled across the surface of Cole's slender stomach. Saline secretions soaked a patch of auburn curls sinking between Cole's thighs. Cole's skinny wrists were strapped behind the end of his spine. Sweat coated buttocks flattened twine tubes strapping Cole's scrawny ankles. Strands of silver tape were wound on top of Cole's long lips and bony cheeks. Filament face coverings disappeared under sawdust and espresso scalp fluffs. Cole's thin nostrils fluttered from terrified breaths escaping his sinus cavities. Two inch pennies stared through circular crystals surrounding Cole's nose. Stubble coated cheeks flapped above the rim of a duct tape mouth covering. Horrified groans seeped through an adhesive blanket strapped over Cole's lips. Hailey studied Gwen's agitated precipice above olive fabric covering her shoulder. She inhaled a cool breath between her gloss coated lips. "Ohh, you brought a little *kid's* toy--" the spiteful wench sarcastically droned. "I didn't re-al-yyyze." Hailey dangled Louisville tacks by denim bells and saundered past Gwen's antsy hulk. Gwen sifted nylon clouded shoulder ceramic and scoped Hailey's asphalt draped tuchus. "Lemme guessss--" the licorice stranded pessimist banefully sassed. "Either we tell you where Josh is-- or you start swingin' that fucking thing around. Yeah??" Hailey neared scrawny wrists and ankles wound across Cole's sweat coated buttocks. Saline secretions drizzled his nipple coils and amber felt parting his thigh gristle. Silver tape strapping his cheek stubble embedded sawdust and espresso scalp fluffs. The lanky pervert floundered coaster pupil pennies and dispatched muffled protests. "Surrre, Gwen--" Hailey croaked. Hailey licked menthol stained mouth rims. "*That's* why we brought you here." Hailey's emerald eye shutters gazed through silicate prisms. "To talk about Josh." Gwen glared above see through nylon gripping her shoulder. Gwen's golden irises focused on emeralds behind rectangular panes. Hailey's glittering eye shutters stared below apricot canopies. Jade slivers wandered to the ends of Hailey's corneas. Hailey's pupils studied coffee grounds and hamster bedding hanging from Cole's scalp. Eyebrows like carrot shavings climbed to the top of Hailey's forehead. Hailey's eyelids sank into her ocular cavities. Hailey's gloss coated lips peeled off of her gritted incisors. Hailey siphoned a sharp breath between her angry teeth. She swung a spiked ball bat behind her shoulder blades. Hailey's furious jaws separated. "eaaAAHHH!!" Hailey shrieked. Hailey popped Cole over the back of the head. Three inch wood screws sank into Cole's scalp. "WOOooo!!" Hailey snarled. Cole's thin face toppled on top of his bony ribs. Chocolate and vanilla fluffs dangled from Cole's slender cheeks. Long, raven black eyebrows lifted off of Gwen's hazel irises. Drops of gold popped out of Gwen's pale face. Gwen's naked lips peeled apart. "Sure, Gwehhn--" Hailey ominously croaked above lime peel, bicep corduroy. "*That's* why we brought you here. To talk about Josh." Hailey glimpsed Cole's noggin sawdust, then loaded bat spikes and siphoned a breath. "eaaAAHHH!!" the ginger doe expelled before spearing Cole's scalp plaster. "WOOooo!" Gwen watched her puny cohort's jagged cheeks and vanilla hair fluffs topple his ribs. "ah--" Gwen squeaked. Hailey gripped a slick, wooden handle poking out of Cole's noggin. She twisted a pine grip. Cole's lifeless face wiggled on top of limp vertebrae stacked between his shoulders. Frames fastening circular glasses lenses glided down Cole's temples. Two inch crystals and chrome plated ear supports flattened caliche dust. "ahh--" the raven mopped maiden mournfully aspirated. Hailey torqued stubborn slugger pine, causing Cole's limp noodle to crack his neck. "Ohhh-- shit," Hailey groaned. Hailey wiggled a hardwood handle fastened to Cole's cranium. Cole's neck length hair fluffs battered his bony cheeks. "Ahhh, mother fuckerrr--" Hailey croaked. The ends of Gwen's eyebrows crushed the outer corners of her terrified corneas. "Ohh-- shit," Hailey blathered while sloshing Cole's lifeless cheeks with hair cream. "Mother-- fuckerrr--" "Ahhh!" Gwen shouted. Hailey flattened the sole of her leather boot between Cole's undressed shoulders. She rotated the handle of her bat like she was churning butter. Cole's spinal column crackled underneath his dangling dome. Hailey rocked the body of a spiked slugger like a paper chopper handle. "Ahhh!" Gwen morbidly squawked while watching her shaggy chum's glasses pack caliche. Hailey braced Cole's scapula barbs with boot foam and churned Louisville neck butter. "Well-- Jesus fucking Christ," Hailey snarled. "God damn it--" Gwen's face swiveled between her collar bones. Nipples visible under nylon fabric tilted towards Gwen's pale thighs. Gwen's eyelids collapsed. Her lips tore apart. "Well-- Jee-sus fahhck-ing Ch-rist!" Lloyd's ginger mistress impatiently droned. Gwen drizzled scalp cola and coal fogged nipples along her agitated thigh custard. "AAHHHHHH!!" Gwen screamed. Gwen exhaled mournful shrieks on peaks of panicked breaths. "AAaaa-- ehh-- ehh-- ehhhh--" Gwen bawled. Gwen grinded twine strapped wrists against her lower back like a hacksaw. She inhaled a painful breath between rows of gritted bicuspids. "eeaAAAHH!!" Gwen snarled. Hailey tightened ligaments fastening her thigh to her kneecap. She shoved a mat attached to the bottom of her boot between Cole's shoulder blades. She extracted rows of jagged threads from the rear of Cole's lifeless skull. Cole's scrawny shoulders, bony biceps, and auburn sprouted pecks toppled over. Cole's twisted face sank into desert dirt like ground talc. Crimson squirts followed Cole's peg board scalp to the ground. Claret droplets leaked from wood screw points extending from Hailey's ball bat. Ruby cerebral juice dribbled across Cole's bony back flesh. Hailey's boot flattened on top of flesh gripping Cole's vertebrae. Painful spasms climbed Hailey's calf muscles and thigh ligaments. Hailey winced. She glided the sole of her boot to the base of Cole's scrawny spine. She dangled a blood spattered screw tube beside Cole's lifeless ribs. She slung hot crimson off slender coils of stainless steel. The tip of Hailey's spiked club dangled in front of Kyle's terrified face. Kyle's bourbon eyes popped open. Scotch droplets studied points of screws below brows climbing Kyle's forehead. Kyle's face wiggled like a stack of canned cheese. Kyle squeezed terrified groans into silver strands strapped over his lips. Kyle's thick biceps shuffled beside amber curls poking out of his pecks. Kyle stretched twine wrapped wrists away from pale skin covering his lower back. Kyle's undressed cheeks lifted off of sash cord tunnels surrounding his ankles. Slender rope connecting Kyle's arms to his legs pulled tight. Sweat coated thighs collapsed along hair curtains escaping Kyle's calves. "AAaa--! ehh--! ehh--! ehhh--!" the licorice mopped vixen grievously wailed. Gwen sawed her tarmac kidney veil with wispy wrist twine and sucked hateful gasses. "AAAHHH!!" Hailey freed Cole's stubborn crown gristle and sank his startled face in desert talc. Ruby squirts bridged Cole's peg board scalp with bat darts, then sprinkled his ribs. Hailey winced before tensioning tender calf ligaments above Cole's spindly spine. Kyle ogled Hailey's syrupy beater spokes and strained linking ulna and ankle wicker. "mmmMMmm--" Kyle groaned into lip fastening filaments. "MMmmmm--" Hailey studied peanut butter locks poking out of Kyle's restless scalp. A cool breeze brushed droplets of sweat coating Hailey's pale cheeks. Hailey exhaled a hot breath across a tongue like rubber. She lowered her bat beside a denim chute shrouding her ankle. She lifted the fingers of her left hand. She extended pale digits spotted with tangerine acrylic from an olive tinted sleeve. "MMMmmm--!" the prone stud groaned across tape wire while airing sweaty leg sprouts. Hailey sifted Kyle's caramel head curls and relished a breeze cooling cheek saline. She aligned her asphalt tibia chute with slugger pine and paraded parched palm curd. "You got my water, baby?" Hailey squeezed out of exhausted lips. Lloyd tossed Hailey a plastic bottle the size of a beer glass. Hailey's eager fingers snatched a frosty container like a crystal flask. Hailey unthreaded a petroleum bottle cap with fingertips gripping a bat handle. She plopped transparent threads against her gloss coated lips. She tilted her head back. Hailey's pale neck arched away from a ring of raven black lace. Hailey gulped freezing cold liquid pouring onto the back of her throat. Hailey straightened a container of glacier melt in front of her chest. She positioned her face upright. Puffed up cheeks forced a frosty breath between Hailey's carnation lips. Hailey looked beside her. She studied tips of pale cheeks extending from Kyle's terrified face. "Seem to be having trouble staying hydrated, today," Hailey exhaled. Hailey licked menthol beeswax coating the edges of her mouth. Hailey's emerald irises focused on pumpkin pie strands hanging from Kyle's temple. "Forrr-- some reason." Gwen's ribs crushed nylon wrapped tits along peaks of dimly lit thighs. Buttermilk biceps shaded the color of caramel hugged the edges of Gwen's chest. Gwen's upper arms lifted twine strapped wrists resting on her kidneys. Gwen arched a spine blanketed with transparent charcoal. She lifted the tips of her nose, lips, and chin out of a space between her knees. Raven black curtains dangled beside Gwen's pale cheeks. Slender brows crushed the outer corners of Gwen's crinkled eyes. Crevices sank into the bridge of Gwen's tiny nose. Gwen's tight lips peeled off of her frustrated teeth. "You got my water, baby?" Hailey extruded from winded speech tulips. Lloyd hurled icy bottle plastic across his giddy girlfriend's droopy grasping meat. Hailey freed crystal threads and flooded eager mouth meat with freezing glacial melt. "Having trouble staying HYDRATED, today," Hailey passed across arctic bicuspids. "For *suhhm* rea-son--" the cardomom princess grated while searing Kyle's optic ale. "aaaEEAAAaaaa!!" Gwen cried. Gwen shook with painful sobs. Gwen's undressed butt cheeks bounced on sash cord tunnels surrounding her ankles. "eh-heh-heh-heh-heh-hehhh--" Gwen exhaled on peaks of panicked breaths. Hailey chugged crystal liquid from a frosty container. She gulped freezing water dribbling down the surface of her tongue. Muscles forming Hailey's throat transferred crisp spring runoff through a lace hoop. Lloyd stood in front of his girlfriend. A tobacco tube poked out of a chocolate fountain pouring over Lloyd's forehead. Lloyd lifted a plastic, cherry tinted lighter in front of a coffee fall. He ignited the scrawny tip of an ivory cancer stick. Hailey lowered a crystal, polystyrene container in front of her chest. She pointed towards a channel of exhaled cigarette smoke using the base of her water bottle. "eeeAAAAA!!" Gwen blared between mortified features topping murky trunk charcoal. Lloyd dangled a plush cigarette near his shmoopy's aqua choking, skillet throat lace. Hailey observed her stud sparking cherry lighter plastic, then offered her ball bat. "You want a turn, honey bunches?" Hailey inquired. Smirking lips rotated a steaming paper pipe below Lloyd's shaggy hair. Lloyd extended his arm from a raspberry, lemon, coconut, and licorice shirt sleeve. Hailey dangled a frosty petroleum chute from the fingers of her left hand. She laid the handle of a spiked club along the surface of Lloyd's palm. Lloyd gripped the end of a screw pointed, Louisville slugger. Hailey wandered past her boyfriend. She plopped plastic bottle threads against the surfaces of her gloss coated lips. Lloyd stepped towards Kyle's undressed shoulders. He swung the baseball bat behind two inch bands connecting his shoulder blades. He battered pumpkin pie strands hanging from Kyle's temple. A ball beater pounding Kyle's skull thumped like a hammer striking a pillow. "You want a turn, honey-bunches?" the bubbly red-head jubilantly offered. Lloyd formed a smirk around filter paper and accepted Hailey's birch Louisville grip. He shaded gold and ruby scapula bands with club points before thumping Kyle's dome. "Motha--!" Lloyd barked. Lloyd ratcheted a spiked shaft and popped Kyle over the head. "--fucker!" Lloyd continued swinging a jagged club upside Kyle's duct taped cranium. Droplets of cherry syrup followed razor sharp threads poking out of Lloyd's head hammer. "Like--! That--! Piece uh--! Shit?!!" Lloyd exhaled during peaks of ball bat strikes. Hailey stepped in front of Gwen. Leather caps extending from raven bells pointed at Gwen's nylon wrapped shoulders. Gwen's panicked tits bounced on the peaks of her slick thighs. Gwen lifted her bawling precipice. Saline poured out of Gwen's hazel irises. Hot tears soaked Gwen's shaking cheeks. Hailey poured refreshing liquid between lips coated with carnation menthol. Hailey's tangerine spotted fingers tilted a frosty bottle in front of her chest. Hailey licked freezing cold droplets spotting the edges of her mouth. Gwen glared at Hailey's emerald irises above a slender neck extending from her chest. Wiggling lips uncovered Gwen's gritted teeth. "Motha--! Fucker--!" Lloyd ejected while popping the helpless gambler's muted noodle. "Like--! That--! Piece uh--! Shit?!" Lloyd carried on while scattering berry compote. Gwen skimmed pitch boot caps breaching Hailey's raven bells with shivering cheeks. Hailey tipped chilly runoff across menthol gloss and eyed Gwen's saline soaked face. The grim minx observed Hailey lapping brisk droplets above spinach shirt crevices. "You're a fuckin'-- psychopath!" Gwen forced out of angry bicuspids. Hailey squeezed together lips soaked with bottled water. She siphoned refreshing liquid along the tip of her tongue. She separated the edges of her mouth. Hailey's lips popped. Hailey twisted a plastic cap on top of a crystal container. "You're a-- fuckin' PSYCHOPATH!!" Gwen gushed between pissy chompers. Hailey siphoned refreshing liquid soaking her speech wax, causing her lips to pop. "Between the two of us--" Hailey responded. "You think *I'm* a psychopath?" "Between the two of us-- you think *I'm* a pyschopath?" the cunning damsel retorted. "You're an IDIOT!" Gwen shouted back. "Everybody hates you!" Gwen lifted her nylon wrapped trunk off the beginnings of her legs. "That cop's gonna lock you up! And then, Lloyd's gonna dump your ass! You're gonna live the rest of your life alone in a trailor park!" Hailey dangled a quart sized bottle beside raven denim cloaking her thigh. She exhaled a frosty sigh from her carnation coated lips. Gwen tightened twine strapped wrists above the waist of her panties. "I hope you choke on his little-- pencil sized dick, you disgusting slut!" Allie tilted her face above a pomegranate hoop framing her slender neck. Mournful eye flaps covered blue jay shutters below Allie's crow tinted bangs. Allie's blood stained lips peeled off of her frustrated teeth. "You're an ID-EE-OT!!" Hailey's desperate hostage childishly paraded. "Ev-rybody HATES YOU!! That cop's gonna-- lock you up! And then, Lloyd's gonna dump your ass! And, you're gonna live the rest of your life alone in a TRAILOR PARK!!" Hailey rolled her eyes and sloshed impatient bottle substrate along her hip graphite. "I hope you choke on his little-- pen-cil dick, you fuckin' slut!" "Do you wanna know where Josh is, or not?!" Allie shouted. Folds extended from the corners of Gwen's tear soaked eye sockets. The bridge of Gwen's tiny nose wrinkled. Gwen's undressed mouth rims peeled off of her bicuspids. "Do you WANNA know where Josh is, or nahht?!" Allie grated across peeved vocal cords. "Awww, fuuuck--" Gwen snarled. Drops of gold studied Allie's battered facial features from the edges of Gwen's corneas. "What the fuck do *you* know, dumb-shit??" Gwen stared at silicate surfaces covering Hailey's emerald eye shutters. She shook her head. "Don't listen to that-- dumb cunt." Gwen glanced at Allie from the corners of her eyes. "She doesn't know a FUCKING THING!!" "Oh-- FUHHCK!" Gwen fired at her conniving comrade's forehead pitch and vision ozone. "What the fuck do *you* know, dumb-ass??" Gwen examined Hailey's emerald peeper window panes and oscillated tactful cheek curd. "*Don't* listen to that-- dumb cunt," Gwen appended before glimpsing Allie's bangs. "She doesn't know a FUCKING THING!!" "They'll be at the city water tower, tonight!" Allie exhaled from angry lips. Gwen swung her head from the end of her neck like a Medieval weapon. Gwen's skull pummeled the edge of Allie's temple. "They'll be at the city water tower, to-NIGHT!!" Allie chimed while she had a chance. "Shut-uuup, you idiot!" Gwen shouted. "AHHH!" Allie shrieked. Allie's slick hiny toppled off the edges of her calves. Allie's hip, shoulder, and bicep collapsed along a mountain of powdered caliche. "Shut your fucking mouth!" Gwen snarled. Hailey lifted a rubber mat fastened to the sole of her boot. She hammered Gwen's scalp using textured treads covering her heel. Gwen's nylon wrapped trunk swiveled above startled hip joints. Shoulder blades blanketed with transparent fabric collapsed along desert dirt. The back of Gwen's skull bounced on a raven black cushion. Hailey knelt beside Allie's shoulders. She tucked a bottle of frosty liquid underneath olive elastic covering her armpit. Hailey secured arms wrapped in lime peel sleeves around Allie's slender waist. She situated hind cheeks separated by black lace on top of Allie's Achilles' tendons. Hailey cuddled Allie's narrow shoulders between biceps extending from half inch straps. She searched the edge of Allie's battered face. Allie's blue jay irises wandered to the ends of her corneas. Shutters like blue gelatin dessert sifted Hailey's emerald eye shutters. Hailey's jade pupil adjusters stared back. The corners of Hailey's lips forged a slight smile. Hailey gripped Allie's shoulders with her tangerine spotted fingertips. She shoved herself to her feet. "Shut-UHHP, you id-i-ot!" Gwen sniped while conking Allie's temple with a skull mace. Allie expelled jolted gasses before departing her calf hammock and pummeling caliche. "Shut your fucking MOUTH!!" Hailey toppled Gwen's antsy trunk by hammering her scalp with treads lining her boot. She tucked her water bottle and hoisted Allie's clumsy tuchus lace along her heels. The mango fox cuddled Allie's quaky bicep cream with clover wrist fleece and sighed. Allie probed Hailey's warm optic jade and pried a hapless grin from her lip bismuth. "Which water tower are you talking about?" Hailey requisitioned. Hailey tossed her water bottle into Lloyd's open trunk. She swiveled on toes of black, leather boots. She folded olive wrapped wrists on top of raven fabric covering her chest. Emeralds between Hailey's flame tinted locks focused on eye shutters like blue jays. Allie stared below tips of crow tinted bangs. She licked blood coating her lips. "*Which* water tower?" Hailey asked before tossing her bottle into Lloyd's trunk. "The-- one on Main Street," Allie responded. "The-- one on Main Street," Allie recalled while watching Hailey stack wrist clover. "Allie!" Gwen shouted. "You fucking ass-hole!!" Gwen tightened abdominal muscles below a see through, charcoal blanket. She hoisted her shoulders out of a pile of caliche. She balanced her upper body above the curves of her hips. She wiggled her nylon wrapped shoulders and raven strands hanging from her scalp. A dirt cloud like talcum powder floated away from Gwen's shoulders. Lloyd stood next to his girlfriend. He folded muscular biceps and forearms over his striped chest. A blood drenched screw column extended from the fingers of Lloyd's right hand. A smoldering cancer stick dangled from Lloyd's left hand digits. Lloyd's tar shaded irises studied Gwen's tear soaked eyelashes. A slight smirk creased Lloyd's walnut tinted cheek. Gwen's gold plated eye shutters glared at coals behind an espresso fountain. "Can I-- help you with something, faggot??" Gwen belched. Hailey reached into the pocket of her bell bottom jeans. She removed her dad's pistol from a pouch sewn below the waist of her britches. She aimed a set of chrome plated barrels between Allie's blue jay irises. Crow tinted brows crushed the outer corners of Allie's plum stained eye sockets. Allie parted tiny, blood coated lips. The edges of Allie's mouth wiggled, nervously. "Allie! You fucking ass-hole!!" Gwen shrieked. The agitated minx stirred a talcum cloud balancing crystal bicep soot above her hips. She watched Lloyd poise bloody screws and cancer fumes by Hailey, then forge a smirk. "Can I-- help you with something, faggot??" Hailey retrieved her dad's boot pistol from her pocket and sighted Allie's eye ozone. "ahhh--" Allie whimpered. Gwen scrutinized Allie's dejected precipice from the corners of her eyes. She shook her head. "AAaaa--" the crow feathered damsel grated across shivering vocal ridges. Gwen scrutinized her mortified sidekick's plum stained ocular frames, discretely. "Stupid-ass," Gwen barked. Allie's eyes squeezed shut. Allie's face toppled off the end of her slender neck. Crow tinted curtains dangled beside Allie's crimson spotted cheeks. "aawwwwww--" Allie groaned. Allie's tiny face shivered near the tip of her spine. Saline droplets trickled from Allie's wrinkled eye flaps. Hailey studied Allie's scalp above the top of her dad's gun. She looked beside her. Shiny coals wandered to the edges of Lloyd's eyes. Lloyd studied Hailey's emerald irises behind a chocolate sheet. He nodded. "Stupid-ass," Allie's sadistic cohort hatefully commented. Hailey observed her pitiful victim topple trembling hair slate between her shoulders. She sifted her boyfriend's chocolate forehead knots using surreptitious eye emeralds. "...do it..." Lloyd whispered. Hailey concealed a smile tugging the corners of her lips. She faced forward. She searched crow tinted strands sprouting from Allie's scalp. She licked carnation gloss coating her lips. "...do it..." Lloyd whispered with nodding cheek points carrying optic coals. Hailey tamped a joyous grin tugging her carnation lip wax and targeted Allie's dome. "Allieee--" Hailey hummed. Allie's face dangled from shoulders wrapped in withered shirt sleeves. Allie exhaled silent sobs between gritted teeth. Hailey observed Allie's shivering scalp. "Allie!" Hailey shouted. Allie looked up. She hugged a radish stripe surrounding her neck with the beginnings of her biceps. She straightened a solemn face above YKC artwork decorating her t-shirt. She stared at emerald irises above zinc coating a nine millimeter barrel. Hailey gazed into eye shutters like blue gelatin dessert. She closed her eyes. She inhaled through her tiny nostrils. She exhaled a heavy breath from her carnation stained lips. She lifted exhausted eyelids off of jade pupil adjusters. Hailey lowered her dad's pistol. She folded olive shrouded arms along raven fabric suspended in front of her chest. "Al-lieee--" the carrot stranded vixen playfully hummed. Hailey watched her hopeless hostage hang sobbing precipice barbs from collar frays. "Allie!" Allie uprooted a radish neck stripe above YKC t-shirt artwork and faced twin barrels. Hailey expelled exhausted gasses and lowered her dad's gun before folding kiwi ulnas. "Convince me-- not to kill you," Hailey instructed. Allie studied emerald shutters surrounding Hailey's pupils. She exhaled a shaky breath. "Convince me-- not to kill you," the spicy hen fired at Allie's startled sight opals. "Whoooa--" Gwen groaned. Gwen focused on Hailey's colorful face. Slender, raven black eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Gwen's nose. Disgusted lips peeled off of Gwen's angry teeth. "W-Wait a fucking minute. What??" Allie stared, stupidly. She blinked. Hailey gazed at Allie's blue jay irises from silicate prisms surrounding the bridge of her nose. She licked menthol gloss coating her lips. "Whoooooa--!" Allie's agitated companion hooted between disgusted speech hams. "W-Wait a fuckin' minute. Wahht??" Hailey sifted Allie's pupil blue jays across optic prisms and lapped menthol shellac. "Take your time, if you need to," Hailey explained. "Take your time, if you need to," the thoughtful dutchess patiently urged. "Ohhh-- what the fuck is *this*??" Gwen snarled from disgusted facial features. Gwen studied crow tinted strands framing Allie's tear soaked cheeks. "Allie, tell her to go fuck herself," Gwen instructed. "She's a-- psychotic ass-hole!" Gwen faced forward. She glared at Hailey's emerald eye shutters. "Fuck you, psycho-bitch!" "Ohh-- what the fuck is *this*??" Gwen snarled before ogling her buddy's wet cheeks. "Allie, tell that-- psycho-bitch to go FUCK HERSELF!!" "You wanna knowww--" Allie groaned. Allie gazed into Hailey's eyes. She siphoned a frosty breath. "If you can-- trust me?" Hailey's lips formed a hapless grin. Hailey flattened a ridiculous smile consuming the lower half of her face. "You wanna knowww--" the despondent pixie attentively interjected. "If you can-- t-rust me??" Hailey flattened an adoring smile consuming her considerate precipice limestone. "You know, trust is-- not really the issue here," Hailey retorted. "I think that trust is-- not really the issue, here," the cardomom hen warmly shared. "She's torturing us!" Gwen shouted. Gwen's hazel irises glared at Hailey's pale cheeks above rows of gritted teeth. "Just-- shoot us and get it over with, you freak!" Hailey stared at drops of gold seared to Gwen's corneas. "She's-- tor-tur-ing us!" Gwen belted from wild facial custard parting raven drapes. "Just-- shoot us and get it over with, you FREAK!!" "Gwennn--" Hailey croaked. "If you don't shut the fuck up, I'm gonna start-- cutting little pieces out of your disgusting face." Gwen studied Hailey's colorful precipice. She licked her ham tinted lips. "G-wehhn!" Hailey fired at her vicious critic's ravenous emotive traits. "If you don't shut the fuck up, I'm gonna start-- carving tiny pieces out of your disgusting FACE!!" "Wudda you mean-- trust isn't the issue?" Allie requisitioned. Lloyd chuckled. Hailey looked beside her. She studied thick sideburns framing her boyfriend's face. Lloyd lowered his head. Lloyd's shaggy skull rotated back and forth above the end of his spine. "Wudda you-- *mean* trust isn't the issue??" Allie meticulously droned. Hailey acknowledged Lloyd's hapless chuckling and studied his shaggy sideburn coffee. "She's smart," Lloyd remarked. Lloyd looked up. He studied Allie's inquisitive face above muscular arms folded over his chest. "You gotta give her that much." Gwen wrinkled the bridge of her nose. "She's smart," Hailey's boyfriend dubiously vocalized. "You gotta give her *that*." "What the-- fuck are you talking about?" Gwen demanded. "God, you guys are dumb!" "What are you two-- id-i-ots talking abowwwt?!" Gwen hatefully sniped. "Gahhd, you guys are dumb!!" "What-- is it going to take-- to get you to stop talking?" Hailey inquired. Hailey glared at Gwen's hazel eye shutters from the lenses of her glasses. "Do I need to tape your mouth shut, again? Just so I can finish this conversation??" "Am I gonna have to-- tape your fuckin' mouth shut, so I can finish this conversation??" Hailey impatiently posed. "I'm *not*-- that smart," Allie explained. Hailey and Lloyd faced Allie. Allie searched for Lloyd's tar shaded irises beyond chocolate strands covering his face. She looked into Hailey's eyes. She shook her head. "I'm not smart like you guys." "I am *not*-- that smart," Allie directed at Hailey's silicate vision panes. "I'm not smart like YOU guys." "I don't need you to be smart, Allie," Hailey retorted. Hailey gazed below the ends of Allie's bangs. She lifted the fingers of her right hand. She wiggled nine millimeter barrels extending from the edge of her palm. "Prove it to me," Hailey demanded. Hailey collapsed her arms on top of pointed fabric concealing her breasts. "Prove to me-- that you're worth keeping alive." Allie stared at the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Slender, crow tinted eyebrows flattened the peaks of Allie's blue jay irises. Allie swallowed. She licked her lips. "I think 'honest' is the word that Lloyd was looking for," Hailey sternly reflected. "Ohhh--" the cinnamon lioness' shaggy boyfriend considerately croaked. "Yeah, I think you're right." "I don't need you to be *smart*, Allie," Hailey carried on using somber lip bismuth. "I need you to PROVE it to me." The thoughtful ginger probed Allie's forehead crow feathers and paraded rifled tubes. "Prove to me-- that you're worth keeping alive." Allie searched Hailey's vision emeralds and constricted chilly ocular toothpaste. "G-Give me your bat," Allie instructed. "Give me your bat," the licorice mopped vixen coldly instructed. "Oh, what the FUCK?!" Gwen barked. Gwen stared at Allie's pale cheeks. "Oh-- what the FUCK?!" Gwen ejected from revolted cheek custard. "G-wen!" Hailey shouted. Hailey pointed a set of nine millimeter barrels between Gwen's hazel eye shutters. "Shut-- your fucking MOUTH!!" Gwen glared at Hailey's emerald eyes. She gritted her teeth. Allie studied the edge of Hailey's fiery precipice. She glanced at Lloyd. "G-WEN!" Hailey shouted before aiming nine millimeter cannons between hazel irises. "Shut your fucking MOUTH!!" "Un-tie meee--" Allie groaned. Hailey and Lloyd focused on Allie's sapphire irises. Allie stared back. "Untie me. And, give me your bat." Hailey unfolded olive wrapped arms covering her chest. Leather boots carried raven bell bottoms in front of Allie's undressed knees. Digits spotted with tangerine acrylic slipped Hailey's tiny pistol into her front pocket. Gwen watched olive green biceps and wrists sweeping Hailey's ribs. "Un-tie meee--" Allie ruthlessly contested. "And, give me your bat." Hailey scanned folded wrist kale, then pocketed her pistol and piloted asphalt bells. "Nooo-- Hold on a second!" Gwen protested. "What *is* this bullshit?!" Hailey knelt behind Allie's twine strapped forearms. She rested a tuchus wrapped in raven denim along the heel of a black, leather boot. She extended the inner edge of her left leg beside Allie's pale bicep and thigh. She reached above the waist of Allie's lace panties. She picked a knot securing Allie's wrists using acrylic dots fastened to her fingers. Hailey rested a pale face framed with flame curtains along Allie's shoulder. "Hey, just-- HOLD ON A SECOND!!" Gwen morbidly protested. "What *is* this bullshit?!" Hailey braced tarmac hiny drapes with heel tar and picked Allie's wicker wrist knots. "...don't make me regret this..." Hailey whispered. Allie looked beside her. Allie's blue jay irises studied emeralds between magma filaments. Gwen scrutinized licorice strands extending from Allie's scalp. She tugged strands of rope strapping her wrists to her ankles. "...don't make me regret this..." Hailey whispered above Allie's shoulder cream. Gwen strained spindly strands connecting forearm porcelain to her Achilles quartz. "Allie!" Gwen shrieked. "You fuck!" Hailey unwound sash cord ribbons strapping Allie's wrists. Allie rested exhausted forearms along soft thighs extending from her hips. She rested shoulder blades wrapped in withered t-shirt scraps against Hailey's chest. Hailey crushed lava threads hanging from her temple against the edge of Allie's scalp. A smile tugged the corners of Hailey's gloss coated lips. Hailey glided warm fingers spotted with tangerine along Allie's silky biceps. "C'mon, Allie," Hailey instructed. Hailey squeezed her fingers between Allie's upper arms and fabric covering her ribs. She folded slender, olive wrapped wrists on top of Allie's waist. She dragged Allie to her feet. Allie stabilized neon spotted toes and undressed heels along mounds of powdered caliche. She saundered past Gwen's struggling shoulders and hips. Slender limbs extending from lace wrapped cheeks stopped in front of Lloyd. Irises like blue gelatin dessert gazed into Lloyd's charcoal eye shutters. Allie lifted a scrawny wrist striped with twine shaped crevices. She extended shivering digits decorated with tangerine nail polish. Drops of tar attached to Lloyd's corneas studied Allie's eyes between strands of chocolate. Lloyd's thick fingers dragged a smoldering cigarette butt away from his lips. Lloyd's masculine digits squeezed a glowing coal poking out of a sherbet tube. A knot of seared tobacco shards toppled off the end of Lloyd's coffin nail. Lloyd crushed an ember the size of a pencil eraser below a sloppy, black sneaker toe. He dropped a used cigarette filter into the pocket of his charcoal tinted jeans. He supported the handle of a screw decorated baseball bat in front of his chest. He laid a slick, pine shaft along the surface of Allie's nervous palm. Gwen's fiery irises scorched crow tinted strands surrounding Allie's scalp. "Allie, you FAHHCK!!" Gwen shrilled across irritated speech salmon. Allie collected mango claws along her hip pudding and embedded Hailey's bustler soot. Hailey soothed Allie's bicep yogurt and nuzzled her temple coal with grinning cheeks. She cuddled Allie's waist cola and helped stabilize her toe embers along desert dust. Allie poised raven tuchus lace beside Lloyd and offered twine marked wrist custard. Lloyd sifted Allie's blue raspberry peepers between knotted, chocolate hair strands. He pinched a cigarette cinder before stomping it flat and pocketing a caramel filter. Gwen watched Lloyd occupy Allie's heartless palm with spoked pine using fiery irises. "Allieee!!" Gwen exhaled between gritted incisors. "Allie, you fuckin' coward!" Allie's blue jay eye shutters studied Lloyd's coal shaded pupil adjusters. Allie exhaled a shaky breath between a set of wiggling lips. She closed tiny fingers spotted with neon orange acrylic around Lloyd's ball beater. She spun on balls of undressed footsies. Shutters like blue gelatin dessert studied Gwen's hazel eyes below Allie's bangs. Gwen's golden irises glared at Allie's pupil adjusters above rows of gritted teeth. Gwen grinded sash cord strapped wrists above the waist of her panties. "You're a traitor, Allie!" Gwen shouted. "I hate you! I fucking hate you!!" Allie swung a shaft spotted with wood screws between her shoulder blades. She gnashed rejected bicuspids between edges of blood soaked lips. "Allieee! You fuckin' coward!!" the sour wench blared between sulking teeth. Allie secured frosty bat glaze and ogled Gwen's optic gold beyond vile deltoid dairy. Allie's hateful counterpart grinded panty graphite with agitated, forearm sash cord. "You're a TRAITOR, Allie! I *hate* you! I fucking HATE YOU!!" "rrAAAAHH!!" Allie squeezed between gritted chiclets. Allie hurled a spiked stick like a golf club. A ball bat fitted with sheet rock fasteners collided with Gwen's chin. Allie drove jagged, three inch points into Gwen's satin jaw flesh. Razor sharp threads sank into Gwen's velvet lips and silky cheeks. The tip of Gwen's spine snapped like a twig. Allie gripped the handle of Hailey and Lloyd's spiked bat. She rocked a pine ball beater extending from Gwen's intimidating precipice. Gwen's unseated cranium wobbled between peaks of limp shoulders. Wet crimson squirted from threaded shafts drilled into Gwen's pale face. Hot claret trickled between Gwen's buttermilk breasts and a sheet of transparent nylon. Allie yanked the end of a spiked club. "ehhh!" Allie exhaled between clenched incisors. Gwen's lifeless face rotated above her slender neck. Allie lifted the toes of her right foot in front of Gwen's chest. She flattened tangerine spotted digits along charcoal fabric covering Gwen's tits. Allie shoved Gwen's face away from pointed shafts poking out of Hailey and Lloyd's bat. Gwen's shoulders and biceps swung from the beginnings of her ribs. Gwen's blood soaked face dangled raven black strands over the right edge of her body. Allie lifted a crimson spotted club above crow tinted threads hanging from her scalp. "aaAAAAHH!!" Allie shrieked. Allie pounded Gwen's limp skull with tips of claret stained wood screws. Gwen's lifeless cranium swirled above her chest and shoulders like a top. Scarlet bodily fluids ejected from slender lacerations spotting Gwen's lips. Allie battered Gwen's raven stranded temple. She exhaled a hateful cry between edges of wiggling lips. Allie continuously hammered Gwen's dangling scalp. She squeezed out angry breaths during peaks of spiked club smashes. "EHH! EHH! EHH! EHHH!!" Hemoglobin droplets and chunks of cerebral cortex sprinkled from tips of wandering screws. Hailey and Lloyd stood behind Allie with their arms folded across their chests. They watched Allie beat Gwen's lifeless noggin until her muscles ached. Allie's upper arms and wrists dangled from t-shirt scraps draping her shoulders. A blood spattered ball slugger dropped from shaking, tangerine spotted fingertips. Allie's pale biceps hugged her ribs. Blue jay shutters stared at Gwen's crimson soaked face below Allie's flattened brows. Allie puffed out disgusted breaths between exhausted lips. Irises like blue gelatin dessert searched Gwen's claret drenched cheeks and forehead. Allie's slender, crow tinted eyebrows crushed the outer corners of her eyes. Allie exhaled horrified whimpers during edges of sharp breaths. "rrRAAAHH!!" Gwen's dejected plaything snarled while hoisting screws by her scapulas. Allie impacted her cruel chum's lip salmon and cheek cream, snapping her meager neck. She dispatched claret squirts along jagged threads by torquing Gwen's limp precipice. Allie trickled buttermilk breasts penetrating licorice chest fog with cherry syrup. She stomped delicate rib nylon with neon digit caps and liberated blood soaked tacks. The wicked damsel beat her crabby cohort's dangling dome and expelled feral squawks. "eehh--" Allie cried. "ehh-ehh-eeaahh-eeaahhhh--" Allie squeezed shaking lips together. She wove tiny digits spotted with neon orange on top of disgusted mouth rims. Terrified groans seeped through Allie's sealed face. "mm-mm-mmmm-mmmmmm--" Allie crushed plum stained eyelids in front of blue jay irises. Allie's mortified precipice jiggled the inner surfaces of her fingers. Saline droplets trickled out of crinkles extending from Allie's eye sockets. Hailey watched Allie's shoulders shivering below a canopy of crow tinted strands. She folded her fingers together in front of raven lace surrounding her throat. She rested her chin along peaks of dimly lit knuckles, woven together. She felt like comforting Allie. But Allie was in such a fragile state, Hailey wasn't sure how she would react. Hailey tip-toed next to Allie's tiny, wiggling shoulders. She glanced at Allie's bawling cheeks above tiny digits folded underneath her chin. Hailey inhaled a cautious breath between edges of gloss coated lips. Hailey and Lloyd watched Allie scatter cortex until her club vacated sherbet talons. Allie suspended shivering arms and scanned her lifeless buddy's crimson cheek smears. The shaken maid expelled sharp breaths under stunned eye ozone and clawed tense lips. Allie gushed mindless puffs between woven talon sparks and extruded steamy tears. Hailey braced choker lace and chin curd with folded digits and stepped next to Allie. She felt like comforting her peeved companion, but she wasn't sure how she'd react. "Oh Jesus, Allie--" Hailey exhaled from a menthol stained mouth. Allie's tear soaked face shivered above the beginnings of her knuckles. Saline sealed lashes uncovered Allie's blue jay eye shutters. Irises like blue gelatin dessert wandered to the edges of Allie's corneas. Allie's tiny, tangerine dotted fingers dropped off the base of her dejected precipice. Allie stumbled on tips of neon spotted toes. Allie's cheek collapsed on top of Hailey's raven and olive green chest fabric. Allie strapped shivering biceps and wrists around Hailey's waist. Hailey unraveled tiny digits knotted below the end of her face. She wrapped arms cloaked with lime peel tubes around Allie's slender shoulders. Hailey's pale cheek flattened along crow tinted strands extending from Allie's scalp. Hailey exhaled a grateful breath from edges of gloss coated lips. She glided tangerine nails along charcoal t-shirt fabric covering Allie's spine. Allie's face shuddered on top of butterscotch buttons sealing Hailey's tank top. Allie forced sets of eggplant eye flaps off of blue jay irises. She exhaled a shaky breath between her wiggling lips. "Jesus fucking Ch-rist, Allie--" Hailey blurted from jolted lip bismuth. Allie unsealed azure slats above wadded mouth seams and probed Hailey's lime peepers. The petrified doe waded Egypt soil and embedded Hailey's penny sealed bustler coal. Allie's spicy hostess wrapped her kidneys with arm kiwis and sighed across hair soot. "Y-You guys are--" Allie squeezed out. Allie inhaled between nervous mouth edges. She exhaled a frosty breath. "You're not gonna kill meee??" Hailey inhaled between menthol stained lips. Puffed up cheeks forced a heavy breath between the edges of Hailey's mouth. "You guys are--" Hailey's quaking cuddler fumbled between tortured speech hams. Allie slurped chilly gasses and wrung her carrot mopped savior's lumbar asphalt. "You're not gonna kill meee-ee-ee??" "No, Allie," Hailey responded. Hailey shook her head. Flame tinted strands tickled the back of Allie's dimly lit neck. Allie exhaled through her tiny nostrils. Slender, crow tinted eyebrows lifted above Allie's blue jay irises. Allie inhaled between her blood crusted lips. "Hawww-- No, Allie," Hailey exhaled using winded vocal ridges. The ginger fox bellowed affectionate steam across Allie's shivering noggin graphite. "W-Why??" Allie requisitioned. Allie lifted the edge of her face off the beginnings of Hailey's breasts. Hailey loosened ligaments securing her biceps to her shoulders. Allie gazed into emeralds behind the lenses of Hailey's glasses. "Why are you gonna let *me* stay alive?" Hailey tilted her head. Apricot brows crushed the outer corners of Hailey's eyes. Hailey exhaled a sympathetic breath. She glided tangerine spotted digits along crow tinted strands hanging from Allie's scalp. "Th-Th-Thank Gahhd--" Allie graciously blabbered. Hailey nested her loopy companion's noodle and stroked her rear scalp crow feathers. "Awww, Allieee--" Hailey hummed. Hailey's emerald irises searched eye shutters like blue gelatin dessert. "We wanted to," Hailey explained. "Me and Lloyd *wanted* to kill you-- sooo bad." Hailey shook her head. "We wanted this to be easy." Hailey swallowed dehydrated spit. "We wanted to keep everything simple." Hailey stroked slick threads dangling from the back of Allie's tiny noggin. "But, it just-- didn't make any sense." Hailey pointed at acrylic letters decorating the breast of Allie's t-shirt. "I mean-- why *should* we kill you?" Hailey dangled biceps strapped with olive green columns beside her ribs. She folded her arms over her chest. She shrugged. "For what-- reason?" Allie pointed tangerine nails at crimson and lemon characters covering her chest. "Ahh, Allieee--" Hailey grimly hooted. "Believe me-- we *wanted* to." Allie expelled a pensive huff and detected Hailey's regretful precipice oscillating. "We wanted this to be easy. But, it just-- It didn't make any SENSE. You know?" Allie abandoned Hailey's clover sleeves, then flaunted cherry and lemon chest digits. "But, I'm a witness," Allie explained. "I-- saw what you guys just did." The left edges of Hailey's lips curled into a smirk. "But, like-- I'm a witness," the nervous mistress fumbled between grave lip hams. Hailey stacked thoughtful wrist chlorophyll and tilted limestone emotive features. "Well, I mean-- we saw what *you* just did too, Allie." Allie exhaled a frustrated sigh. She swatted saline droplets resting along the apples of her cheeks. "Hey-- I saw what *you* just did, too," the mango stranded mermaid challenged. "Well, yeahhh--" Allie grumbled. "But, I mean--" "Well, o-kayyy--" Allie sorrowfully aspirated. "But, I mean--" "Besides all of that, though--" Hailey interrupted. Hailey shrugged. Apricot eyebrows climbed the surface of Hailey's pale forehead. Emeralds wandered between Hailey's makeup stained eyelids. "wwWhere are we right now?" Allie stared at Hailey's colorful face. She studied transparent plates surrounding the bridge of Hailey's tiny nose. Hailey nodded. "Look around, Allie. Take a good, long look." Allie looked above worn out, raven fabric hanging from her shoulder. She searched tangerine sunlight illuminating the edge of the horizon. She looked at ancient desert soil beside Lloyd's baby blue car. "Also-- where ARE we, right now??" Allie's cardomom advisor requisitioned. Allie skimmed Hailey's optic crystals, then scanned citrus light tracing the horizon. "Uhhh--" Allie groaned. Allie gazed into Hailey's emerald eyes. She exhaled a hint of a chuckle between surprised lips. "Oh, shit." Hailey studied Allie's lacerated cheeks. She smiled. She licked menthol gloss coating her lips. "Oh, ssshit," the vacant vixen hissed while searching caliche bracing Lloyd's tires. "By the way-- you're gonna have to wear a pillow case on the way back." Allie blew a grateful sigh between edges of ham tinted lips. She searched an espresso fountain pouring in front of Lloyd's face. She focused on shiny coals attached to Lloyd's corneas. "You see?" Hailey hummed across bubble gum mouth frost. "It's all taken *care* of. Ev-rybody's covered." The enchanting dutchess lapped menthol speech gloss and gripped Allie's bicep cream. "By the way-- you gotta wear another pillow case on the way back." Allie shared grateful gasses and skimmed eye coals breaching Lloyd's coffee hair mop. "You guys-- really aren't gonna kill me?" Lloyd smirked. He looked above raspberry, lemon, coconut, and licorice bands covering his shoulder. He pointed out the trunk of his car using chocolate strands hanging from his scalp. "You guys are-- for real??" the hesitant minx shyly probed. Lloyd paraded ozone trunk steel above rose, daisy, ivory, and pitch shoulder streaks. "Look, Allie," Lloyd instructed. "Check it out." Allie studied a baby blue frame surrounding the interior of Lloyd's rear storage space. She tip-toed in front of rubber mats hanging from the soles of Lloyd's sloppy skate shoes. She peeked inside a sheet metal frame coated with shiny automotive paint. Slick, pine handles like broomsticks were visible thanks to early morning sunlight. Allie studied a trio of limestone tinted grips. She looked next to her. "Check it *out*," the murky maverick mysteriously commented. Allie sifted waxy grips like broomsticks and prodded Lloyd's glittering ocular tar. "I-I don't get it," Allie explained. Lloyd chuckled. He reached beside Allie's pale bicep. He dragged a long, pine shaft over the lip of his open trunk. A spade shaped tip was fastened to a cellulose grip. "Wahht?" the tentative vixen vacuously groaned. "I-I don't get it." Lloyd chuckled, then dragged a spade shovel tip over the lip of his automotive box. "We brought three shovels, Allie," Lloyd explained. Lloyd slung the end of a digging shovel above elastic stripes wrapping his shoulder. Allie glanced at Lloyd's thick chops. She faced forward. She studied two additional digging handles poking out of the Cammy's trunk. She inhaled a sharp breath between her lips. "We brought three shov-els, Allie," Hailey's muddy cohort soberly reflected. Allie observed Lloyd hoisting pointed digging graphite and siphoned a sharp breath. "Ohhh," Allie groaned. "Ohh--" the bungling mistress hooted between salmon oral seams. "Now, move your ass," Hailey instructed. Hailey parked beside Allie's undressed lower limbs. Allie looked above raven fabric hanging from her right shoulder. Hailey studied Allie's blue jay eye shutters between curtains of flames. "We've got a couple of hours to get to our first period classes." Pumpkin pie brows lifted above the lenses of Hailey's glasses. "And-- you're not even ready for school, yet." Allie reached inside Lloyd's trunk. She lifted a slick handle using her tiny, tangerine spotted digits. "Now, move your ass," Hailey brazenly instructed while snatching a digging grip. "We've got a couple of hours to get to our first period classes. And-- you're not even ready for school, yet." Hailey's graphite stroked underling tugged handle pine with tangerine spotted digits. "You're gonna kill Josh and them, right?" Allie requisitioned. Hailey tilted her head. She licked her lips. She inhaled across menthol lip gloss. "You're gonna *kill* Josh and them, right?" Allie cautiously probed. "Good chance," Hailey replied. Hailey reached into the trunk of her boyfriend's car. "They raped my friend, Allie." Hailey dragged a third shovel to the edge of the Cammy's storage space. Allie nodded, nervously. "They raped my FRIEND, Allie," Hailey fumbled across agitated lip bismuth. "Wudda *you* think??" "Oh, I-- I know, Hailey," Allie responded. Allie faced forward. She searched dimly lit trunk space. "They told us what they did." Hailey sank a spade shaped plate into powdered caliche beside the toe of her boot. "Riiight--" Allie grated under jolted ocular opals. "Sorry I asked." Hailey spiked caliche powder dusting her leather boot pitch with pointed grave steel. "You wanna go with us?" Hailey offered. Allie stared into space. Blue jay shutters below the ends of Allie's bangs found Hailey's emerald irises. Allie tilted her head. "You wanna *go* with us?" the magma sprouted damsel offered. "N-No," Allie squeezed out. "No, please. I-I've had enough for-- one day, I think." Hailey studied Allie's sapphire eye shutters. She nodded. "Fahhck no--" Allie extruded from mortified facial points. "Hailey, please. I've-- I've had enough for one day." "Okay," Hailey responded. Hailey reached beside raven denim strapped around her hip. Hailey's warm fingers squeezed shut around Allie's tangerine spotted digits. Hailey wiggled Allie's nervous nightcrawlers. "That's fine," Hailey explained. "I was just asking." Allie gazed into Hailey's emerald eyes. The corners of Allie's lips tried to smile. Hailey smiled back, slightly. She motioned towards her boyfriend using flame tinted strands hanging from her temple. "We've gotta hurry," Hailey repeated. Allie nodded. The girls carried shovels away from Lloyd's baby blue Cammy. Allie wove tiny fingers between Hailey's soft, soothing digits. She inhaled an icy breath. "*That's* fine, Allie," Hailey tenderly responded while flaunting sympathetic digits. "I was just ask-eeng." The spicy countess exchanged a hapless smirk, then acknowledged her busy boyfriend. "We've gotta hurry." Allie trailed her carrot mopped escort and collected her cozy, apricot tipped digits. "You-- really did kill Joe, Tommy, Gary, and Tatum, right?" Hailey glanced at Allie's blue jay irises above her shoulder. Allie spotted Hailey's emerald eye shutters from the corners of her eyes. "And, Ms. Gord?" Hailey snuck toes of leather boots between desert foliage. Allie skipped beside thorns poking out of winding mesquite branches. "And, Travis and Jennifer?" Allie inquired. "And-- Vicky and Paul?" Hailey's face rotated. Hailey stared at eye shutters like blue gelatin dessert above her olive wrapped shoulder. Allie inhaled a sharp breath. "M-Martin?" Allie forced out. Hailey studied Allie's pale cheeks. She licked carnation gloss coating her lips. "You really *did* kill Joe, Tommy, Gary, and Tatum, right??" the antsy minx prodded. Allie observed Hailey's cornea gems glaring at her from the corners of her eyes. "M-Ms. Goodwin?" Allie followed up. "Travis and Jennifer? And, Paul and Vicky??" Hailey guided her chatty companion beside winding mesquite branches and dry thorns. "M-M-Martin?" "Can you-- prove any of that?" Hailey requisitioned. Allie exhaled an uneasy breath between her quivering lips. She faced forward. She shook her head, nervously. "Can you *prove* any of that?" Allie's ginger hostess sternly demanded. The slate plumed vixen scanned Hailey's chilly sight jade and jiggled nervous cheeks. "N-No," Allie squeezed out. "No." Hailey's digits secured a lined sheet near the upper, left corner of an oak rectangle. Tangerine fingernails crushed a carnation marker intersected by aqua separators. Afternoon sunlight striped pale flesh shafts emerging from Hailey's knuckles. Quarter inch illuminations climbed an olive green tube surrounding Hailey's arm. The elbow of Hailey's opposing limb rested along pages of an open text book. Hailey skimmed information spanning leaflets she borrowed from Glory High's library. Emerald irises wandered between Hailey's eyelids behind rectangular panels. Hailey's pale cheeks and chin erupted from a lace choker the color of raven feathers. Thoughtful lips coated with carnation gloss convened below Hailey's tiny nose. Ends of flame curtains blanketed the straps of Hailey's raven black tank top. Half inch strands suspended peaks of breast coverings on top of olive green elastic. The body of a lime peel shirt covered Hailey's shoulders and the upper part of her chest. A mechanical pencil borrowed from Wednesday extended from Hailey's right hand fingers. Hailey balanced graphite descending from a banana yellow body between teal striations. She wrote "f =" using a point escaping a tan adjuster shaped like candy corn. She forged a parenthesis that spanned two lines beside builder notation. Hailey filled an upper line proceding a partial loop with a series of digits. She scribbled the set "1, 2, 3" below proofs spanning the top half of the page. She wrote "2, 3, 1" below the initial series. She closed groups defining "f" using a second parenthesis beside rows of digits. Hailey defined "g" beside the first collection of integers. She scribbled "1, 2, 3" along the first line and "2, 1, 3" below that. She wrote "g o f =" below builders designating the values of "f" and "g". She filled a set of parentheses spanning two lines. She etched the series "1, 2, 3" along the top line. She quickly devised the lower row should be "1, 3, 2". Hailey copied the second, third, and first lower "g" integers under the upper values. "N-No," Allie conceded before breaking desert topsoil. "Nope." Hailey secured aqua page marks along an oak desk using sunlight striped, finger pine. She skimmed library leaflets using emerald irises underneath rectangular sight glass. Flame curtains framed carnation lip gloss and nose hominy topping raven neck lace. Licorice suspended slate peaks along spinach shirt pickets overflowing Hailey's arms. The ginger doe scribed "f =" using a filament departing mechanical pencil candy corn. She enclosed "1, 2, 3" above "2, 3, 1" using parentheses spanning twin sheet cells. She divined "1, 2, 3" and "2, 1, 3" for "g", then "1, 3, 2" for a "g o f" lower set. Shiny, black boots glided across beige tiles spattered with wine and coal spots. Rubber shafts descended from latex heels behind platforms three inches thick. Ivory calves and thighs wandered below the base of a raven tinted skirt. Bodies of charcoal sleeves floated above surfaces of swooping arms. Puffed limb coverings squeezed into raven cuffs strapped around slender wrists. Pale fingers spotted with droplets of tar swung from silk forearm fasteners. A raven black collar was secured along the base of an ivory neck. A breast covering like crow tinted fishnet descended from a charcoal throat rim. Raven fabric forming a neck tie shape divided interweaving chest decorations. Nylon strands suspended silk cups above tips of pale tits. Slanted edges of charcoal fabric converged between rims of love apples. Raven material descended from bases of tiny breasts and surrounded a trim waist. Silk surrounded curves of hips and floated near middles of agitated thighs. Frosty, blue shutters stared below points of angry eyebrows. Ends of raven black bangs curled above tips of mascara coated lashes. Pale cheeks descended from eyes like sea ice and became a tiny chin. A teensy nose pointed above velvet lips coated with ruby red lipstick. A blue jean back pack swung from denim straps framing fishnet wrapped breasts. Raven spotted fingertips dragged a chair away from an oak desktop. A blueberry, denim sack dropped on a slick surface beside Hailey's pale digits. Hind cheeks strapped with raven black silk collapsed along a banana yellow seat. Pale thighs and calves glided shiny, black boots underneath school desk storage space. Shoulders wrapped in crow tinted fabric collided with queso polystyrene. Wednesday's frosty irises stared at her friend's pale cheeks below charcoal bangs. Wednesday folded arms shrouded with fluffy sleeves over fishnet covering her chest. She exhaled an irritated puff between ruby stained mouth edges. Lips coated with carnation gloss wandered to the left edge of Hailey's face. Emeralds spotted Wednesday's teal eye shutters above the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Wednesday inhaled a sharp breath between crimson stained mouth rims. Wednesday surfed beige tile, wine spots with boot latex topping platforms and spikes. Puffed sleeve soot framing split chest net lashed tar talons along raven skirt linen. Coal breast baskets formed slender waist graphite bundling agitated thigh pudding. Pissy eye frost riding ivory cheek barbs waded asphalt bangs above ruby lip velvet. Blueberry back pack denim strained skillet deltoid weaves and beat Wednesday's spine. The glum goth tossed her bag by Hailey's digit embers and scooted lemon seat plastic. She plopped down and stacked fishnet dividing her clavicle with pillowy sleeve coal. Hailey watched her antsy comrade share a hateful huff before slurping a sharp breath. "What the fuck did you do??" Wednesday belched. Hailey gazed into her friend's sea ice pupil adjusters. She rested the body of a plastic writing instrument above graphite etched integers. She eased shoulder blades covered with olive green elastic against a tomato back rest. She folded lime peel forearms over butterscotch candies sealing her tank top. "What the fuck did you *do*??" Wednesday brashly demanded. Hailey probed her buddy's eyes before resting a pencil lemon and folding ulna kale. "I'd sayyy--" Hailey groaned. "You already know the answer to that question." "I'd sayyy-- you already KNOW the answer to that question," the surly ginger croaked. "Gwen wasn't in my Chemistry class, today," Wednesday explained. Wednesday licked ruby beeswax coating her lips. "And-- Cole and Kyle were absent from my US History class." Hailey studied Wednesday's angry face above a lace choker strapped around her neck. She nodded. "G-wen wasn't in my Chemistry class, today," the pasty brunette rambled. "And-- Cole and Kyle were absent from my U-S History class." Hailey focused passive pupil jade and grazed choker lace with shrugging bicep clover. "You don't say?" Hailey requisitioned. Wednesday squeezed fingernails spotted with raven acrylic against her palms. Velvet lips stained with ruby lipstick peeled off of Wednesday's gritted incisors. "You don't sayyy," the limestone damsel vacantly hummed. "Hailey!" Wednesday forced between mashed together bicuspids. Wednesday crushed velvet mouth rims together. She pounded angry fists beside the edges of her denim back pack. She exhaled hot breath from her tiny nostrils. She squinted. She extended tips of ivory fingers from the heels of her palms. "But, Allie-- Allie *was* in my Chemistry class??" Hailey inhaled between surfaces of gloss coated lips. Wrists strapped with olive green tubes drifted on the peaks of Hailey's tiny tits. Hailey exhaled a long breath. Wednesday stared into her friend's emerald eyes. She plopped impatient fingertips along the ends of her desk. "Where the hell *were* you this morning?" Wednesday requisitioned. Hailey gazed into Wednesday's frosty eye shutters. She shrugged. "Hai-ley!" Wednesday gushed between gritted chiclets cleaving ruby lips. The wiry vixen popped table oak framing her bag denim with pitch tipped finger knots. She siphoned frosty gasses and paraded curious palm custard exiting cola sleeve silk. "But, Allie-- *was* in my Chemistry class??" Hailey displaced wrist chlorophyll with irritated jugs and expelled a lengthy breath. "Where the hell *were* you, this morning??" Wednesday recklessly pried. Hailey scanned Wednesday's fiery ocular ozone and rocked clover shoulder facets. "Some-- place outside of town," Hailey responded. The back of Wednesday's scalp dangled raven tinted strands between her shoulders. Wednesday exhaled an exhausted breath. "In the middle of the desert," Hailey added. Wednesday's skull sank into a space between her silk covered shoulders. Wednesday closed her eyes. She shook her head. She inhaled a sharp breath between her ruby stained lips. "Some-- place outside of town," Wednesday's spicy comrade explained. "Out in the middle of the desert." Hailey's frustrated companion tipped raven locks between hissy scapulas and sighed. "You went with Lloyd, I take it?" Wednesday remarked. Wednesday stretched makeup brushed eye flaps away from cyan irises. She blinked. She faced forward. Hailey tilted her head. She nodded. Wednesday studied glittering emeralds behind transparent silicates. She folded arms wrapped in silk puffs on top of her chest. Long, raven tinted eyebrows wrinkled the tops of Wednesday's eye sockets. "Why didn't you kill Allie?" Wednesday inquired. Hailey exhaled from her nose. She swiveled pale facial features above olive forearms concealing the breast of her tank top. Peach, sherbet, and carrot tinted threads battered Hailey's pale cheeks. "You went with *Lloyd*, I take it?" Wednesday deduced while flapping eye makeup. The exhausted maiden folded tarmac wrist puffs and presented puzzled peeper frames. "Why didn't you kill Allie?" Hailey toppled emerald irises above stacked arm limes and sloshed tender scalp peach. "I-- couldn't have lived with myself," Hailey responded. A disgusted breath escaped Wednesday's ruby red lips. Wednesday's eyelids squeezed shut. Arms wrapped with silk fluffs glided down Wednesday's chest. Wednesday's elbows collapsed along blueberry denim securing her school books. Wednesday flattened sealed eye flaps along the heels of her palms. Pale cheeks surrounded by slick, raven strands shivered during peaks of silent sobs. Hailey watched her friend's ivory face wiggling the surfaces of her palms. She hoisted fingers spotted with tangerine nail polish out of a space below her bicep. She leaned forward. She glided ginger digits along raven black threads dangling from her friend's scalp. "...wednesdayyy..." Hailey purred. Wednesday's raven dotted fingers swerved away from her forehead. Wednesday's face launched from her palms and straightened in front of silk wrist cuffs. Furious irises focused on Hailey's emerald eye shutters. "I couldn't have *lived* with myself," the ginger dutchess aspirated. Wednesday embedded azure book denim with silk elbow soot and kneaded grim eye flaps. Hailey abided her chum rocking palm cream with sobs, then grazed her temple licorice. "...wednesday--" Wednesday swatted citrus talons and uprooted cornea cherries above slate wrist cuffs. "Don't!" Wednesday shouted. Hailey jumped. Wednesday pointed at a gold plated dowel connecting the lenses of her friend's glasses. "Don't fuckin' touch me!" Wednesday squeezed between gritted teeth. Hailey dangled the fingers of her left hand above the surface of her desk. She folded arms wrapped with olive green elastic on top of teal divided math proofs. Wednesday sniffled. She swatted mascara stained droplets collecting along the apples of her cheeks. "Just-- don't." Wednesday wiped her cheeks using fingertips spotted with drops of tar. Hailey studied her friend's agitated precipice. She licked menthol infused gloss coating her lips. "Don't-- fuckin' *touch* me!" Hailey's disgusted cohort squeezed between tamped teeth. The cardomom dame folded chlorophyll wrist ridges above teal striped math scribbles. "Just-- don't," Wednesday blurted before swiping mascara trickles soaking her cheeks. "We know where Josh is gonna be, tonight," Hailey revealed. Wednesday exhaled a frosty breath between edges of shaking, ruby tinted lips. "We know where *Josh* is gonna be, tonight," Hailey shared using somber lip bismuth. "Jesus Christ--" Wednesday spat. Wednesday studied pitch black makeup coating the surfaces of her fingertips. She wiggled shaking palms in front of raven shaded silk covering her shoulders. "Hailey-- when is this gonna stop??" Wednesday looked into her friend's emerald eyes. Hailey stared back. She blinked. Wednesday sighed. Nervous fingers collapsed along navy blue denim covering her text books. "You're-- terrible!" Wednesday dragged her back pack off of her desk. "You guys--" Wednesday groaned. "You're fucking-- awful." Wednesday dropped her book bag on a spotted tile beside her chair legs. She yanked a zipper sealing her school supplies. "Did you-- kill the bitch?" Wednesday requisitioned. "Or, not?" Wednesday reached inside her back pack. She looked up. Hailey studied cyan shutters below her friend's raven black bangs. She inhaled between gloss stained mouth edges. "Jesus Ch-rist, Hailey," the revolted goth girl fumbled between velvet mouth rubies. "When is this gonna stahhp??" Wednesday searched pitch ocular makeup staining her shaky finger swirls and sighed. "You're-- terr-i-ble!" Hailey's agitated companion conked wine and coal linoleum spots with her back pack. "You and Lloyd, I swearrr--" The raven feathered pixie tore bronze zipper teeth and sifted messy school supplies. "Did you-- kill the bitch, or wahht??" Wednesday joylessly demanded. "Allie killed Gwen," Hailey explained. Hailey licked menthol shellac coating her lips. "She-- beat her to death." Wednesday stared at Hailey's emerald pupil adjusters. She exhaled a short breath. "Allie killed Gwen," Hailey fired at eye snow frosting her pal's coal forehead veil. "She *beat* her to death." "Wow," Wednesday responded. Wednesday looked inside her book bag. She searched the confines of a denim sack. "That's-- fucked up." Wednesday shuffled crumpled school papers. She searched the contents of a disorganized carrying case. "Getcher-- book out, Hailey," Wednesday instructed. "Your-- Henry, the Fifth book." Hailey rested notes along the right hand page of her math manual. She closed the text book she borrowed from the library. She reached below an oak work surface hovering in front of her chest. Wednesday dropped a hard cover book the size of a paperback on her desk. "Didn't Mister Watts loan you another copy, last time?" Wednesday inquired. Hailey lifted a cardboard trimmed transcript out of a tomato tinted bag beside her boots. She unsealed rectangular sheet protectors near the middle of her work table. Emerald irises gobbled text from canopies of rectangular crystals. Wednesday opened her book. She watched her friend searching characters crafted from copier toner. She exhaled from a set of anxious nostrils. Fingertips decorated with raven black acrylic lifted off the edges of Wednesday's book. "I'll go with you," Wednesday remarked. "Alright?" Hailey found her and Wednesday's stopping place. She looked up. Wednesday exhaled an irritated breath between her ruby stained lips. She raised her palms above stacks of paper coated with pretentious dialog. "I'll-- fucking go with you." The edges of Wednesday's palms collided with slick oak hovering above her pale thighs. Wednesday searched toner stained cellulose platters. "What-- fuckin' page are we on?" Wednesday demanded. Hailey lifted the lower, right corner of her book. She poked charcoal digits below paragraph structures using a tangerine fingernail. Wednesday rifled through printed paper fastened to the spine of her Shakespeare journal. Hailey studied her friend's silk dress. Pupils between emerald shutters searched nylon strands woven on top of Wednesday's chest. Hailey continued gobbling characters decorating the pages of her book. "Wow, that's-- fucked up," Wednesday passed between mournful speech roses. The sulky doe shuffled wadded sheets and skidded her desk with hefty paperback slats. "Getcher-- book out, Hailey," Wednesday instructed. "Your Henry, the Fifth book. Didn't Mister Watts loan you another copy, last time?" Wednesday observed her friend extract transcript cellulose from her tomato book sack. She spied her searching graphite copier stamps, then paraded licorice nail acrylic. "I'll-- *go* with you. All-right?" Wednesday remorsefully conceded. Hailey adored her troubled companion rabidly skimming pretentious character dialog. "Now, what-- fuckin' page are we on??" Wednesday's spicy comrade heralded twin paragraph junctions and poked tar page marks. She examined tie soot dividing fishnet breast pitch above her friend's asphalt dress. "You look like Death, by the way," Hailey commented. Wednesday flipped through toner etched sheets. "You look like Death, by the way," Hailey passively commented. "Fuck you, very much," Wednesday snapped. Wednesday looked up. Wednesday's teal irises climbed lime peel sleeves surrounding her friend's biceps. Wednesday's pupils followed raven black shoulder straps. Wednesday traced copper buttons fastening Hailey's top in front of her chest. "You-- look like you're auditioning for some kinda-- kid's T-V show." Officer Harris' thick fingers poked out of a crisp, navy blue sleeve. Harris reached for a manual window roller. Harris' masculine digits surrounded a white, rubber knob. A synthetic grip like a flashlight lamp was fastened to a chrome plated lever. Harris' strong fingers rotated a potted metal slat extending from a splined shaft. A silicate rhombus descended between vinyl door panels the color of bourbon. Harris stood between the passenger door of Moore's Cutler and a plastic door frame. Gold stitches shaped like police badges were sutured to the biceps of Harris' shirt. Blueberry chest fabric was fastened below an indigo tie decorating Officer Harris' chest. "Harris" was stamped into a silver plate pinned above Officer Harris' breast pocket. Harris' mirror tinted badge was attached to his shirt's storage compartment. Navy blue slacks embellished with gold stripes surrounded Officer Harris' legs. Toes of shiny, black leather shoes poked out of the cuffs of Harris' britches. Cornflower irises were sunken above Officer Harris' leathery cheeks. Silver strands were slicked from Harris' forehead to the rear of his skull. Buds like cotton sprouts poked out of the rims of Officer Harris' scalp. Push broom bristles like chrome dangled in front of Harris' somber lips. "Fuck you, very much," Wednesday snapped using porcelain precipice points. The pallid minx sifted sleeve limes framing copper bustler seals with ocular teal. "You-- look like you're auditioning for a kid's T-V show. Just saying." Harris cranked window glass between door caramels using ozone cuffed finger sausages. Gold seams and police patches sutured the grumpy officer's ocean britches and biceps. "Harris" engraved a silver coated plate topping his matching, shirt pocket badge. Shoe licorice bracing fresh asphalt escaped Officer Harris' blueberry slacks. Cornflower irises embedded angular cheeks above the enforcer's chrome lip bristles. Snowy strands spanned his forehead and crown above hair buds salting his temples. Harris' pale face swiveled above a thick neck extending from his starched collar. Eye shutters like cornflower glanced above Officer Harris' navy blue shoulder. Harris' light blue pupil adjusters followed black, leather boots. Toes of shiny footwear poked out of raven black denim forming bells. Thick, rubber mats carried cow hide caps across squares of porcelain cement. Charcoal jean fabric followed curves of hips to a row of butterscotch buttons. Fasteners like pennies sutured a raven tinted tank top along a slim trunk. Slender straps suspended pointed breast coverings on top of olive green elastic. Lime peel shirt fabric wrapped a trim chest, shoulders, biceps, and forearms. Tiny digits spotted with tangerine acrylic swooped from grass tinted tubes. The body of a poppy stained book bag flopped against the curve of a slanky spine. Pale cheeks poked out of lava filaments brushing tomato red shoulder harnesses. Carnation gloss stained luscious lips below the tip of a tiny nose. Two by one inch panes reflected glints of sunlight in front of emerald irises. Jade shutters wandered to corners of thoughtful eyes. Apricot brows lifted above glittering pupil adjusters. Gloss soaked mouth edges forged a hint of a smile. Hailey dropped off of a concrete walkway extending from Glory High's front doors. She guided tips of leather boots extending from denim bells onto tar coated pebbles. Mouth rims below Officer Harris' silver mustache strands formed a slight smirk. Harris observed Hailey's tar boot caps skimming denim soot tubas along cement quartz. Butterscotch candies fastened V-chest, trunk tarmac above jean graphite, hip curves. Clover arm facets bracing pitch deltoid pasta swooped citrus tipped finger limestone. Lava hair filaments dusted tomato book canvas beating Hailey's lanky lumbar arches. Smirking bismuth pierced cheek pine bracing ocular emeralds and sun blasted crystals. Officer Harris admired the vivid dutchess gracing car lot turf with pliant platforms. "Wellll--" Officer Harris purred. "Hello, Ms. Holloway." Wednesday descended beside a sidewalk gutter next to her friend. Three inch mats attached to Wednesday's latex boots collided with parking lot pavement. Wednesday's ankles struggled to balance on tips of long, rubber heels. Wednesday's buttermilk calves and thighs erupted from slick, raven black collars. The base of a skimpy dress floated down the curves of Wednesday's pale hips. Fingertips spotted with tar secured denim straps beside a fishnet chest covering. Nylon strands suspending the breast of Wednesday's top were split by a two inch strip. Wednesday's blue jean back pack battered crow tinted silk covering her shoulder blades. Wednesday's pale throat emerged from a slim, raven black collar. Frosty, blue irises stared at Officer Harris below ends of raven black bangs. Ruby lips flattened between Wednesday's buttermilk cheeks and tiny chin. Raven tinted curtains battered the points of Wednesday's heart shaped face. Officer Harris bobbed a head extending from points of a navy blue collar. "Ms. Williams," Officer Harris acknowledged. The girls wandered near the back end of Detective Moore's chocolate brown Cutler. Moore walked beside the driver's end of his unmarked police vehicle. He opened a door concealing his car's amber tinted steering column. A crinkled face topped with rust and silver sprouts swiveled above an open door frame. Irises like drops of tar gazed at the girls' pale faces above chocolate body paint. Crinkles extended from the corners of Detective Moore's thoughtful eye sockets. A face erupting from wrinkles of margarita coat fabric studied Hailey and Wednesday. Moore rested fingers stacked with loose skin near the edge of his car top. A teal dress shirt showed between curtains of chardonnay jacket material. A blueberry neck tie fluttered on top of ivory chest fasteners. "Wellll-- Hello, Ms. Holloway," the zinc matted deputy kindly croaked. Wednesday evacuated gutter stone beside her friend using rubber mats and heel spikes. Her skimpy dress cola sailed thigh custard overlooking latex Achilles collars. The glum goth gripped blue jean straps framing clavicle fishnet with tarmac talons. She presented frosty peepers and ruby lips above neck cream departing collar twine. Harris adored raven curtains dusting Wednesday's face barbs and bobbed his head. "Ms. Williams," the tender patrolman regarded. The girls discovered Detective Moore unhatching his Cutler's amber steering column. The covert gumshoe paraded rusty hair and eye cracks above coat cactus and car honey. He flashed teal shirt silk and tie ozone by nestling paint coffee with finger pleats. "Ohhh--" Detective Moore groaned. "Good afternoon, girls." Rust and silver caterpillars climbed a staircase forged along Moore's forehead. Detective Moore's long, slender lips opened below his wide nostrils. Moore extended a thick index finger from the sleeve of his margarita trench coat. He pointed at a gold plated dowel separating the lenses of Hailey's glasses. "Boy-- it's a good thing you didn't go to that rave, Ms. Holloway," Detective Moore remarked. Wednesday's pale irises glanced at raven tinted pebbles between toes of latex footwear. The tip of Wednesday's tongue poked her pale cheek. Rubber mats fastened to Hailey's boots carried her beside Moore's rear bumper. "Ohhh--" Detective Moore absently groaned. "Good afternoon, ladies." The hapless agent piled forehead pudding with brow carrots and flaunted index crimps. "Boy-- it's a good thing you didn't go to that rave, Ms. Holloway." Wednesday probed gravel parting latex kicks with guilty pupils and tongued her cheek. "We *did* go," Hailey admitted. Hailey and her friend stood beside Detective Moore's back fender. Hailey folded arms strapped with olive green elastic along the chest of her bustler top. Caterpillars crushed the outer corners of Detective Moore's eye sockets. Long folds extended from Moore's flattened corneas. "We *did* go," Hailey whimsically indulged. Moore crumpled wary optic tar and ogled Hailey stacking bustler coal with ulna kale. "You-- *did* go??" Detective Moore inquired. Hailey shrugged. "Youuu-- *did* go??" the analytical wizard casually pried. "Hey--" Hailey responded. "*You* pointed it out to me." Hailey lifted olive strapped shoulders surrounding folded wrists. "And, well--" "Hey-- YOU pointed it out to me," Moore's cardomom visitor thoughtfully responded. "And, well--" "It sucked!" Wednesday thoughtfully blurted. Hailey squinted. She hoisted tangerine spotted fingers in front of her lime peel wrapped shoulders. "It sucked!" Wednesday cooperatively chimed. "Yeah--" Hailey agreed. "There was this huuuge fight!" Hailey licked menthol flavored gloss coating her lips. "And, everybody was all fighting with each otherrr--" Wednesday pointed raven spotted fingertips at nylon fishnet bundling her chest. "Yeah, there was this huuuge fight!" Hailey agreed while heralding lime bicep slats. "*I* got shoved to the floor!" Wednesday shouted. "And, trampled." Hailey folded arms wrapped in olive skin blankets on top of her chest. "*I* got trampled!" Wednesday blurted while parading raven fishnet dividing her ribs. "I'm-- pretty sure somebody fired a gun in that place," Hailey explained. Wednesday puffed air past ruby lips using expanded cheeks. She glanced at her friend from the corners of her eyes using sea ice shutters. She nodded. Officer Harris sank into the front, passenger's seat of Detective Moore's Cutler. Moore glanced below a plastic frame surrounding the driver's side of his police vehicle. "Pretty sure somebody fired a guhhn in that place--" Hailey vacantly appended. Harris sank into Moore's front, passenger's seat and presented sarcastic lip arcs. "Huhhh--" Detective Moore trailed off. Officer Harris' cornflower irises glanced at drops of tar attached to Moore's corneas. Harris smiled. He shook his head. "Huhhh--" Detective Moore sorely grumbled. "...they're innocent..." Officer Harris whispered. "...i'm telling you..." Detective Moore sighed. He extended a leg surrounded by scotch tinted slacks in front of his driver's seat. A sole hanging from a scuffed, leather dress shoe rested beside rubber pedals. Moore and Harris grabbed vinyl shelves like bourbon extending from their door frames. They closed doors stained with shiny, chocolate tinted automotive paint. Detective Moore inserted a key behind a slick, scotch shaded hoop. The Cutler's engine began rumbling. Detective Moore grabbed his seat belt. He dragged a bourbon band made of canvas across his navy blue neck tie. He studied frays extending from edges of well worked knuckles. Detective Moore looked above margarita wrinkles hanging from his shoulder. He extended rust and silver scalp curls from his driver's side window. Hailey and Wednesday stood beside the rear, driver's side door of Moore's Cutler. Moore showed a shredded seat harness to the girls. "...they're innocent, moorrre..." Officer Harris discretely grated. "...i'm tell-ing you..." Detective Moore situated scotch britches and sloppy shoe scraps along his pilot area. The rivaling duo crunched espresso doors while Moore cranked spiteful ignition tangs. Moore strained elastic restraint ale, then paraded alarming frays with worn knuckles. "Boyyy--" Detective Moore grumbled. "I really gotta get this thing fixed." Moore wobbled a seat belt laceration in front of his thick chest. "You knowww-- I was supposed to do that today?" Detective Moore faced a plane of glass protecting the cabin of his police vehicle. "But, I forgot." Moore seated a chrome plated hoop inside of a mirror tinted fastener beside his hip. Harris' cornflower irises glared at Moore's crinkled face from the corners of his eyes. "Boy, I really gotta get this fixed," the reckless gumshoe directed at the girls. "You knowww-- I was supposed to do that, today?? But, I forgot." Moore fastened chrome treated belt fixtures and greeted Harris' disgusted eye opals. "Good God, Moorrre--" Officer Harris groaned. "Seriously??" "Good God, Moore!" Officer Harris shouted at his chauffeur's weathered face crumples. "Ser-i-ous-ly??" "Detective Moooore--" Hailey groaned. Hailey extended a tangerine dotted index finger from an olive green shirt sleeve. She pointed at drops of tar glopped between Detective Moore's eyelids. "You-- get your seat belt fixed! What if you crash your car?" Detective Moore lifted seat belt shreds off of light blue fabric covering his chest. He studied bourbon tinted frays extending from a canvas band. He nodded. "Detective Moooore--" Hailey griped while engaging the sleuth with neon pointer wax. "You-- get your seat belt fixed! What if you crash your car??" "Tomorrow," Detective Moore responded. "I'll do it, tomorrow." Harris' cornflower pupil adjusters stared across chocolate paint coating Moore's hood. "Tomorrow, Ms. Holloway--" Detective Moore vacuously blathered. "I'll do it, tomorrow." "Riiight--" Officer Harris grumbled between silver mustache bristles. "I believe I've heard this once before." Moore's tar tinted irises glanced at Harris beside crinkles splitting his cheeks. "Riiight--" Officer Harris passed across silver mustache bristles. "So, you keep saying." "Tomorrow, Harris," Detective Moore repeated. Moore showed Officer Harris a wrinkled index finger. "First thing." Detective Moore lowered a chrome stick behind the body of his steering wheel. Moore's chocolate brown Cutler drove beside rear bumpers of faculty automobiles. Wednesday gripped blueberry denim shoulder harnesses using raven spotted fingers. Wednesday's frosty, blue eye shutters glanced at her friend's pale cheeks. "FIRST THING TOMORROW MORNING, Harris--" the impatient inspector hatefully rehashed. Wednesday watched Moore's chocolate Cutler leave, then clawed indigo shoulder hoists. "Where's Lloyd?" Wednesday barked. "I'm fuckin' exhausted." "Where's Lloyd?" the pasty vixen asked her ginger companion. "I'm fuckin' exhausted." Chapter 9: "Gravity" A case molded like a loaf of bread protected the body of Wednesday's music device. Plastic boxes the color of graphite surrounded three inch speaker cones. Wafer thin grills shaped like sticky notes concealed polyurethane woofers. Cassette spools extended below poker card covers forged from asphalt polystyrene. Caps like shirt buttons topped momentary switches directing compact disc controls. Rows of tape deck punch buttons extended beside peaks of speaker screens. See through film protected a panel featuring a liquid crystal readout. Quartz tinted digits etched the brand name "Sanaphonic" above a polarized display. Grunge music recorded by Sifter escaped drivers the width of drinking glasses. Distorted bass pumps mixed with drum clunks became long, mellow chords. Wednesday's bread loaf radio graphite hosted grill wafers shaped like sticky notes. Cassette punch buttons and CD shirt sutures topped poker covers fogging tape spools. Quartz "Sanaphonic" characters and liquid crystal digit soot split speaker saucers. Sifter's grungy bass thumps and drum clunks contoured chords like sunrise sirens. Neoprene reinforcement discs braced tarnished metal the depth of a sink counter. Grips hooded twin rust tubs storing panties, stockings, bras, and PJs five rows high. "How can we carrr-y onnn?" Sifter's vocalist howled on top of rising string strokes. "Y'know, deep down-- you feel the saaame--" the singer's tracheal striations wailed. Rubber discs supported a stereo along a steel surface the depth of a sink counter. Dual drawer face towers were arranged below a tarnished metal summit. Hooded handles were riveted to storage bay coverings forged from oxidized iron. Steel tubs hoarding panties, stockings, bras, and pajamas stood five rows high. Twin, book case columns five layers tall stood beside Wednesday's ancient dresser. Supports like iron rulers extended from three uprights beside painted sheet rock. Racks forged from chrome plated wire rested along mirror tinted struts. Frames three inches high emerged from ends of grill shaped book organizers. CD jewel cases spanned the top three rows of Wednesday's wire reading shelf. Paper backs and text books occupied steel racks below Wednesday's music collection. One inch, square posts emerged from a flat tubing base shaped like upper shelves. Zinc coated bars intersected supportive towers between origins of dowel baskets. The base of a cathode ray bulb pointed away from a seaweed tinted bull horn. Steel vents, copper pathways, and wires were visible below plastic like pool water. Polystyrene strips the color of graphite surrounded a carbon coated display panel. A turquoise stained slat was fastened above a phosphor illuminated screen. Quartz tinted panels stood beside edges of a seventeen inch monitor surface. Mitered extents of a pearl stained guard were sandwiched between teal speaker covers. Petroleum protectors like aquamarine corn chips covered lower corner tweeters. Ibuprofen gel caps topped switches above a floppy disk slot and a CD-ROM drawbridge. Raven spotted fingers surrounded a keyboard frame the color of blue gelatin dessert. Ivory characters labeled graphite button caps extending from a seaweed platter. A dinner roll shaped mouse body rested beside the digits of Wednesday's right hand. See through polystyrene the color of pool water surrounded a pearl tinted palm rest. A seaweed frame formed switch covers above a wire wrapped in quartz shaded rubber. A wheel like discarded gum extended from a seam between turquoise finger panels. Pitch dotted fingertips bordering aquamarine keyboard plastic rested on slick steel. A frosty surface coated with licorice paint extended below teal wrapped electronics. Chrome plated brackets extended from drawer faces stacked below Wednesday's desk top. Mirror coated, square tubing supported the corners of Wednesday's work table. Wednesday's shoulder blades and tuchus rested along leather puffs covering her chair. Mounds of pitch tinted cow hide extended from bronze, seat fabric buttons. Elbows wrapped in raven black silk rested along oak arches beside Wednesday's ribs. "How can we carrrr-y ahhn?" Sifter's vocalist howled during ascending strokes. "Y'know deep down, you feel the sayyyme--" Zinc dowels wove dual bookshelves below triple CD case racks among iron ruler struts. Square tubing cradled Wednesday's paperbacks, manuals, and polystyrene music crystal. Seaweed horn plastic housing wire and vents presented fifteen inch phosphor glass. Turquoise fog headlined porcelain slats framing electron sparked display characters. Ibuprofen gel caps marked floppy drive and CD-ROM bays parting teal tweeter grates. Wednesday's cola claws bordered keyboard moss walling pearl stroked button licorice. Dinner roll mouse kelp formed switch covers edging scroll disc, cable, and palm curd. Angular chrome trimmed the dejected goth mistress' espresso work table frost. Wednesday's pale neck erupted from a silk collar above a fishnet chest covering. Raven hair filaments dangled beside the tips of Wednesday's buttermilk cheeks. Velvet lips stained with ruby beeswax hung solemnly from Wednesday's tiny nose. Irises like frost stared between flattened eyelids underneath crow feather bangs. Wednesday's raven black dress descended from silk cups pointing between her breasts. Colored text decorated blackened monitor pixels. The word "smash" printed below the final line adorning Wednesday's screen. Ivory voxels etched a greater than symbol followed by a space. Wednesday's frost shaded eye shutters focused on an empty terminal message. Dejected pupils watched a rectangle flashing beside a pointed character. Tiny digits poking out of Wednesday's knuckles sank into spring loaded keys. Fingernails coated with raven tinted acrylic punched plastic caps like chiclets. Wednesday typed "sphynx firestarter.org" beside her system's text prompt. She stared blankly. She typed a semi-colon and a space. She typed the word "clear". Wednesday rested cautious fingertips along a button shaped like a backwards "L". She pressed "return". Tangerine, lemon, and cherry red text constructed a flame shaped image. Sapphire characters printed "firestarter.org" underneath ASCII art sparkles. Quartz letters spelled "login" followed by a colon and a space. Wednesday typed "witchywitch13". She tapped her system's return key. "password" appeared proceeded by double dots and an empty character. Wednesday punched spring loaded buttons. Eight asterisks appeared next to firestarter's password prompt. Wednesday mashed "return". Acoustic strumming escaped wire speaker covers surrounding Wednesday's music device. Rolls of drum taps wove mellow guitar chords with distorted bass thumps. Raspy vocalizations like drifting iceburgs accompanied guitar plinks rising in pitch. "A mixing bowl of vile ego--" Sifter's frontman sang. "Hateful thoughts, we meld--" Pale digits extending from silk wrist cuffs rested beside a turquoise keyboard frame. Tangerine text printed a "help" message. Sherbet characters read: "Welcome to firestarter dot org. For a list of commands, type 'help' and press return." Wednesday rode tar seat, penny rivets and oak rails with silk trunk and elbow soot. Neck custard hoisted charcoal curtains beyond solemn forehead cream and cheek barbs. Arctic irises and ruby lips nested comatose face ceramic topping raven chest fishnet. Pitch bosom frames draped knee pleats above meager arches filling crystal nylon dots. The grave vixen watched a flashing box near "smash" and "greater than" dairy symbols. She crunched "sphynx firestarter.org" under citrus text columns using chiclet coffee. She gazed cautiously before appending "clear" with a semi-colon and popping "return". Cherry-mango digit flames and "firestarter.org" ozone led "login" talc plus a colon. Wednesday entered "witchywitch13" before raising eight cryptic "password" asterisks. Drum taps joined acoustic strumming with distorted thumps during icy vocalizations. Wednesday entered "follow-list". Colorful text etched firestarter groups Wednesday followed. The club name "dRoP iN a BuCkEt" was printed using cyan characters. The value "569686" was listed beside that using crimson text. Wednesday used firstarter's "join" command. She entered "join #569686". Blueberry characters printed "witchywitch13" followed by a colon and a space. Wednesday's pale irises studied pixels like wolf's bane. Wednesday typed a hapless plea for help. She entered "ever think bout suicide?" Ivory text printed "witchywitch13" followed by a greater than symbol and a space. Wednesday's message appeared beside a quartz carrot. Wednesday waited for a thoughtful response. Blank irises like sea ice watched a bulb shaped screen filled with text. "narcissus12> " printed underneath Wednesday's hopeful inquiry. "DO IT witchywitch13!!!!" appeared beside an anonymous nickname. "cLoWnYfAcE69" responded "LOL witchywitch13 needs to get layed". "nailgun666> " printed next. "wutta fuckin loser xD" proceeded the mortifying user banner. "A mixing bowl of vile ego--" Sifter's frontman shared. "Hateful thoughts, we meld--" Tangerine dots fired: "Welcome to firestarter dot org. For a list of commands, type 'help' and press return." Wednesday keyed "follow-list" using digit yogurt expanding graphite wrist bridles. Vivid glyphs echoed Wednesday's groups, including the cyan title "dRoP iN a BuCkEt". The languid damsel connected using a rosy value beside that handle: "join #569686". Wednesday examined blueberry emissions forging "witchywitch13" followed by twin dots. She mirrored a reckless plea for connected onlookers: "ever think bout suicide?" She watched ivory characters repeat the message following her username and a carrot. Wednesday's teal irises gobbled hateful language. Wednesday's tongue glided between velvet lips coated with ruby beeswax. "Ccan't get refill, huh????" a user "ICARUS1349" remarked. "bennysaurus8888BC> " appeared underneath that thoughtful reply. "1) Point gun at head. 2) Pull trigger. 3) R.I.P." the alias' user kindly instructed. Wednesday rested elbows shrouded by silk puffs beside plastic keyboard edges. She plopped eyelids brushed with brass makeup along palm pillows escaping silk cuffs. Wednesday's pale digits sank between raven black strands sprouting from her scalp. "narcissus12> DO IT witchywitch13!!!!" manifested within fifteen seconds. "cLoWnYfAcE69> LOL witchywitch13 needs to get layed" appeared shortly afterwards. "nailgun666> " headed the thoughtful response: "wutta fuckin loser xD". Wednesday lapped nauseated lip rubies and sifted chilling language with teal peepers. "Ccan't get a refill, huh????" a user "ICARUS1349" sarcastically prodded. "bennysaurus8888BC> " precipitated "1) Point gun at head. 2) Pull trigger. 3) R.I.P." Hailey's bleak bud nested typing moss with elbow soot and clawed raven scalp strands. An alias "daemongirl666" printed below musings decorating Wednesday's monitor. The typist's label was proceeded by a greater than symbol and a space. Forearms draped with raven black silk collapsed beside Wednesday's keyboard. Wednesday watched a message materialize. "u guyz r assholes!!" daemongirl666 responded. Wednesday studied a glass dome containing nihilistic conjecture. "daemongirl666" uploaded an additional message. "srsly tho, use box cuttr", he or she urged. "You should kill yourself with a hammer! No one ever uses a hammer." a user "poisson321" chimed in. "BEESbuzzbuzz99" uploaded "that time o the month", next. "bl000ttr> " appeared. "Can I have ur computer??" he or she requisitioned. "I read pills are the best way to go. Like a bunch of aspirin?" alias "uhazherpes9898" responded. Wednesday quietly read thoughtless stupidity. She shook her head. Raven tinted fluffs battered Wednesday's pale cheeks. "aww, hell" a user "stapleTONGUE233" uploaded. "stapleTONGUE233" sent a second message. "just make some nice toast" the unknown person remarked. "stapleTONGUE233" added a third message. "in the bathtub ;)" appeared next to a greater than symbol and a space. "daemongirl666" shared "u guyz r assholes!!" after a greater than symbol and space. Wednesday watched dome shaped display glass and awaited additional dismal conjecture. "srsly tho, use box cuttr", the previously sympathetic user randomly appended. "You should kill yourself with a hammer!" a user "poisson321" chimed. "No one ever uses a hammer." "BEESbuzzbuzz99" loaded "that time o the month", followed by a snark from "bl000ttr". "Can I have ur computer??" "uhazherpes9898> I read pills are the way to go. Like a bunch of aspirin?" came next. Wednesday ogled thoughtless stupidity and swept uneasy cheeks with temple licorice. "aww, hell" a user "stapleTONGUE233" uploaded. "just make some nice toast" filled a second line. "in the bathtub ;)" finalized the anonymous nihilist's thoughts. "queenbtch747> " materialized below. "everytime i try, i fuck it up" the user remarked. "wtf u want us to do abut it?" an alias "404notfound" uploaded. "AussieDownUnda125" sent three separate messages. "WW13 WOW UR ONE DUMB CUNT" the first comment read. "AussieDownUnda125> U DONT DESERVE THE LIFE U BEEEN GIVEN" printed below that. "AussieDownUnda125> DROWN URSELF IN YOUR OWN TEARS" appeared last. Three uploads from stapleTONGUE233 manifested. "stapleTONGUE233> srsly, tho" printed first. "stapleTONGUE233> you, computer, bathtub" appeared next. "stapleTONGUE233> are you writing this down?" arrived last. "queenbtch747> everytime i try, i fuck it up" materialized below. "404notfound> wtf u want us to do abut it?" soon followed. "AussieDownUnda125" sent three separate messages. "WW13 WOW UR ONE DUMB CUNT" Wednesday joylessly read. "AussieDownUnda125> U DONT DESERVE THE LIFE U BEEN GIVEN" came afterwards. "AussieDownUnda125> DROWN URSELF IN YOUR OWN TEARS" appeared last. "stapleTONGUE233> srsly, tho" roused Wednesday's grim suspicions. "stapleTONGUE233> you, computer, bathtub" manifested after that. "stapleTONGUE233> are you writing this down?" Wednesday sank her cream tinted forehead into pale flesh protecting her palm. Wiggling fingertips spotted with raven nail polish wove between Wednesday's bangs. "bl000tr" responded to "stapleTONGUE233". "Fuck that the computers mine!!!! lolol" the user "bl000tr" uploaded. Wednesday collapsed nails coated with raven dots on top of her ruby lips. Wednesday's frosty irises gobbled up hateful language. "poisson321> " printed below narcissistic idiocy. "Or a chainsaw. :\" manifested next to the user's nickname. "stapleTONGUE233> bl000ttr i dont think its working anymore :(" materialized. A response followed. "bl000ttr> stapleTONGUE233 Well the keyboards broke. It can be salvaged tho?" the message read. Wednesday mashed forehead cream with palm hide and tilled tarmac bangs with nail tar. "Fuck that the computers mine!!!! lolol" bl000ttr thoughtfully responded. "poisson321> Or a chainsaw." appeared, followed by "poisson321> :\". "stapleTONGUE233> bl000ttr i dont think its working anymore :(" materialized. "bl000ttr> stapleTONGUE233 Well the keyboards broke. It can be salvaged?" came next. Tangerine spotted digits rested along a riser fastened to Wednesday's door frame. Cream tinted finger shafts disappeared inside a tube of olive green elastic. A forearm and elbow wrapped in lime peel braced against strips of painted wood. A bicep blanketed in kiwi fabric disappeared below cheddar and sherbet filaments. Fountains of flames poured beside pale cheeks brushed with rose petal makeup. Emerald irises gazed through silicate panes the size of correction erasers. Buttermilk facial flesh framed lush lips coated with carnation pink gloss. A slender throat like banana pudding disappeared below an olive stained neck hoop. Raven tinted lace a half inch thick was fastened around a tracheal extrusion. A wrist strapped with a zucchini shirt sleeve emerged from magma scorched ribs. Fingertips decorated with tangerine acrylic gripped latex coated door way planks. Raven black shoulder straps descended from carrot and sweet potato hair fluffs. Crow feather deltoid harnesses were fastened on top of olive green chest elastic. Points of pitch stained breast coverings converged between origins of apricot tits. Raven black fabric suspended from butterscotch candies surrounded a trim stomach. Expansive denim like asphalt stretched around curves of slender hips and thighs. Crow stained cotton fabric formed bells concealing velvet, calves. Cream tinted lower limbs descended from sand paper bases like road cone rims. Slender ankles disappeared beneath elastic, cotton sprouts the color of tomato skin. Banana, strawberry, plum, and blueberry stripes surrounded tarsal ridges and Achilles' tendons. Ivory shin, instep, and plantar hide was visible between interlaced nylon striations. Pliable strips like watermelon flesh covered soft heels and lime spotted toes. Hailey balanced streaked arches and ankles along strawberry blanketed supports. Icy vocalizations and bass guitar strumming descended Hailey's ear canals. Eyelids decorated with bubble gum eye shadow closed between saxophone ear supports. Hailey inhaled through her tiny nostrils. She exhaled between oral rims glopped with menthol flavored beeswax. Hailey peeked through corners of cotton candy embellished eye flaps. Emeralds studied licorice strands dangling between Wednesday's frustrated fingers. Hailey licked her lips. Mango talons and kiwi limb pickets braced Wednesday's painted wood, door frame riser. Pane frosted eye emeralds rode rosy cheek pine framing lip bismuth under hair flames. Espresso lace gripped slender throat custard entering elliptical trunk chlorophyll. Deltoid licorice flaunted convergent bust tarmac presenting butterscotch sutures. Denim leg chutes formed asphalt road cones above glistening, tomato ankle sprouts. Crystal veils fogged instep pine between banana, cherry, plum, and juniper streaks. Icy vocalizations and guitar strumming descended ear canals bracing saxophone struts. Hailey shared a sigh and sifted graphite strands parting her buddy's agitated digits. "Wednesday, who is this?" Hailey inquired. Sullen fingertips decorated with raven acrylic glided down Wednesday's pale cheeks. Wednesday stared into her friend's emerald irises from bronze embellished coves. Crow spotted digits gripped dermis protecting the lower half of Wednesday's face. Wednesday lifted silk skin above tips of pale knuckle extensions. She folded nervous fingers in front of her ruby coated lips. "Wednesday, who *is* this?" the peaceful ginger curiously inquired. Wednesday uncovered bronze dusted eye coves and folded pitch talons beyond ruby lips. "Sifter," Wednesday responded. Hailey sank banana, strawberry, plum, and blueberry stripes into graphite carpet. Hailey's striped footsies glided into her friend's bedroom below denim canopies. Wednesday's raven coated pinky nail sank a "control" switch beside an "A" key. Wednesday punched her typing device's "X" key, surreptitiously. Her system's browser constructed a control mode interface using hyphens and pipes. Wednesday typed "quit" beside a text prompt and pressed "return". The "clear" command Wednesday entered eradicated incriminating peer disclosures. A terminal message printed near the upper, left corner of an empty video device. Wednesday glided slippery sock soles across carpet fluffs the color of soot. Toes and plantar mounds strapped with raven tinted nylon sank into asphalt carpet. Wednesday shoved transparent instep covers away from the base of her desk. See through foot silk sprinkled with black and white spots drifted backwards. Polka dotted leg extensions plopped down beside curved chair supports made of oak. Rubber balls emerging from bronze cups sank into Wednesday's skillet tinted carpet. Hailey plopped down near the corner of her friend's bed. Denim shrouded limbs stretched nylon striped footsies along charcoal blankets. Hailey folded arms wrapped in olive green elastic near the end of Wednesday's mattress. Emerald irises studied the edges of Wednesday's face between curtains of flames. Wednesday's spotted insteps rolled her desk chair beside a square shaped bed post. Wednesday rested an elbow cloaked by puffs of black silk along an oak arch. She plopped her soft cheek along the inner surfaces of her palm and fingers. Wednesday's teal eye shutters gazed into jade facets below her friend's spectacles. "I can make a you a copy," Wednesday offered. Hailey rotated hips strapped with raven black denim. She lifted calves draped with bell shaped curtains behind jean wrapped hind cheeks. She cycled striped insteps, ankles, and heels like ends of pendulums. "Sifter," Hailey's graphite feathered sidekick solemnly exchanged. Wednesday keyed "control" plus "X", signaling her browser to print an interface. She mashed "quit", causing her "clear" command to wipe idiocy with an empty prompt. Wednesday reversed rubber chair balls under oak struts using translucent foot soot. She grazed frosty roller branches with silk soles bearing coal and ivory polka dots. Hailey dangled hair flames from stacked ulna limes along her friend's tarmac bedding. Wednesday scooted her desk chair beside her bed and cradled attentive cheek quartz. "I can make you a copy," Wednesday vacantly offered. Hailey rolled ab pennies and cycled striped plantar mats behind roomy hiny asphalt. "Okay," Hailey responded. A slender neck strapped with lace jewelry supported Hailey's pale facial features. Wednesday stared at her friend's emerald pupil facets. She licked ruby beeswax coating her lips. "O-kay," Wednesday's ginger counterpart passed between bubbly magma drapes. Wednesday skimmed her friend's lace neck jewelry and probed her emerald pupil facets. "I need-- help with my algrebra homework." Wednesday gritted nervous teeth. Hailey chuckled. "I need-- help with my algebra homework," the reluctant goth girl somberly shared. "Alright," Hailey conceded. "It's a deal." Wednesday lifted raven spotted fingertips beside her buttermilk cheeks. She squinted. "All-righ-ight--" Hailey gushed between consoling chuckles. "It's a deal, then." Wednesday sprouted licorice spotted cream fingers and pleated disgusted temple dairy. "Not right now, though. That shit's not due 'til-- Monday." "Not-- right now, though," Hailey's reluctant cohort appended. "That shit's not due 'til Monday." "Ohhh, my Gahhhd--" Hailey blew through laughter. Hailey lifted digits embellished with tangerine acrylic beside her lime wrapped biceps. "If you'll just-- finish it right now, then it'll already be done!" Wednesday's eye sockets sank into her palm. "Oh, my Gah-ahhd--" Hailey huffed across delighted chortles. "If you just finish it right nowww-- then, it'll already be done!" Wednesday mashed pumpkin pie ocular makeup with mortified, porcelain palm pillows. "Awww, Haileyyy--" Wednesday groaned. Wednesday's mom appeared beside the opening to her daughter's bedroom. Mrs. William's heart shaped face escaped a buttermilk chest between black straps. Shoulder length hair like licorice candy framed Wednesday's mom's pale cheeks. A silk tube the color of crow feathers dangled from Mrs. Williams' tits. Rims of matching shorts descended from the base of Wednesday's mom's slick top. Cream tinted shoulders, biceps, and wrists swooped beside Mrs. Williams' ribs. Curves of pale thighs and calves balanced on toes spotted with raven acrylic. Wednesday's mom lifted pitch spotted fingers in front of silk draped breasts. Mrs. Williams' pale, blue irises searched Hailey and Wednesday's faces. "Hailey, nooo--" Wednesday exhaustedly grumbled. "Pleeease--" Wednesday's mom erected her shapely face above licorice straps framing chest custard. Hair coal dusted bicep mayonnaise framing supple jugs hoisting raven trunk silk. Thigh curd departed rims of soot shorts and poised calf curves above pitch toe caps. Mrs. Williams rocked tar talons beyond frosty eye teal and searched the girls' faces. "You girls, just--" Wednesday's mom squinted. "Not gonna sleep anymorrre--??" Hailey's narrow chin balanced along the tips of her knuckles. Her colorful face rotated above olive green elastic blanketing her shoulder. Hailey's apricot eyebrows lifted off of her emerald irises. "You girls, just-- not gonna sleep anymorrre--??" Wednesday's momma ominously probed. Hailey braced knuckle pine above spinach shoulder elastic and sprang apricot brows. "Hey, I've been trying to go to sleep for like-- twooo hours." Hailey swung magma scalp filaments towards Wednesday's pale face. "*She* keeps-- waking me up." Wednesday shook raven dotted fingertips in front of her nylon wrapped chest. "Hey, I've been *trying* to go to sleep for like-- twooo hours," Hailey misdirected. "SHE keeps-- waking me up--" "You little-- lying-- slllut!" Wednesday shouted. "Oh, my God!!" Mrs. Williams' velvet lips forged a cautious smile. Wednesday's mom gripped ridges of painted door joists. Her teal eye shutters studied Hailey's emerald irises. "You little-- ly-ing-- s-lut!" Wednesday chirped while shaking raven digit dots. "Oh, my God!!" Mrs. Williams forged a cautious smile with velvet lips and ogled Hailey's eye jade. "Hey-- it's not *you* I'm worried about." Wednesday wiggled fists escaping silk wrist cuffs beside her shoulders. "Ohh, it's not *you* I'm worried about--" Wednesday's cunning caregiver snarked. Wednesday shuffled agitated finger knots escaping cola bridles beside her shoulders. "Mmooommm!!" Wednesday shrieked. "Isn't it time for your-- bedtime-- happy pills??" Mrs. Williams tapped latex slathered door frame panels using pitch embellished nails. She gazed into her daughter's frosty pupil adjusters. "mmMahhhm!" the irritated mistress squawked. "Isn't it time for your-- bed-time happy pills??" Mrs. Williams tapped panel paint with talon tar and scanned her daughter's eye frost. "Wednesday, if I have trouble getting you out of bed tomorrow morning-- I am gonna-- drag your ass to the car, drive you to school, and-- kick your ass out in the parking lot." Wednesday showed her mom pale palms erupting from raven tinted sleeve puffs. "Wednesday, if I have trouble getting you out of bed--" the testy queen warned. "I'm gonna drag you to the car, drive you to school, and-- kick your ass out in the PARKING lot." "Well, heyyy--" Wednesday responded. "Maybe *you* just need to-- make sure you're ready to go, tomorrow." Wednesday rested her arms along oak slats fastened to the edges of her chair. "Maybe I'm tired of-- being late every day." Wednesday's mom stared into her daughter's eyes. She licked luscious lips. "Well, hey--" Mrs. Williams' feisty offspring snarked among cunning palm custard. "Maybe *you* just need to-- make sure you're ready to go, tomorrow morning. Maybe *I'm* tired of you-- makin' me late ev-ry day." Wednesday's mom skimmed her kiddo's pupil iceburgs and lapped luscious speech frames. "You can walk if you want," Wednesday's mom responded. Wednesday exhaled a defeated breath between grinning, ruby red lips. Her face sank into her chest. Mrs. Williams glanced at Hailey's pale cheeks. She studied her daughter's chin length hair strands. She squinted. "And, stop-- smoking in here." Wednesday's slender chin lifted off of nylon fishnet bundling her neckline. Wednesday stared into her mother's frosty eye shutters. Pitch tinted brows lifted above Wednesday's mom's pale irises. "You don't think I can *smell* that? I can smell it across the whole house!" Wednesday's eyebrows jumped off of her teal pupil facets. Wednesday motioned towards Hailey's olive strapped biceps using raven spotted fingertips. "You can WALK, if you want," the pissy hallway wanderer coldly dictated. Wednesday expelled defeated gasses across ruby lip arcs and nested pitch bicep puffs. Mrs. Williams probed Hailey's cheek pine and sifted her daughter's soot chin drapes. "And, stop-- s-moking in here!" Wednesday's momma grated across crabby vocal streaks. "You don't think I can *smell* that?? I can smell it across the whole houwwse!" "It was Hailey!" Wednesday shrieked. Mrs. Williams' pale face rotated above the end of her long neck. Wednesday's mom studied Hailey's rose embellished cheek bones. Hailey observed her friend's frantic face. Hailey's tiny chin rotated above knuckles folded in front her of chest. Her emerald irises stared into Mrs. Williams' frosty eye shutters. Hailey shrugged. "It was Hai-ley!" Wednesday belted while acknowledging her buddy's kiwi chest fleece. Mrs. Williams scanned rose brushed face barbs bedding Hailey's woven knuckle birch. The cunning mistress examined her caregiver's frosty peepers and lapped lip menthol. "I've got a reeeal problem, Misses Williams," Hailey responded. "I'm like a-- fiend." Wednesday's mom glided the tip of her tongue along her bottom lip. She stared into her daughter's baby blue irises. "I've got a reeeal problem, Misses Williams," Hailey jokingly conceded. "I'm like a-- fiend." "Stop smoking in your room, Wednesday," Mrs. Williams instructed. Wednesday extended her index finger beside licorice strands tickling her cheek. Wild eyes watched Mrs. Williams' heart shaped face below tips of raven black bangs. "Stop smoking in your room, Wednesday," Mrs. Williams fired at her daughter's face. Wednesday directed playful index licorice at her momma's stern precipice buttermilk. "You don't have-- proof of *any* thing," Wednesday responded. Wednesday's mom pointed towards the opposite end of the house. "You don't have proof of-- ANY-thing!" Wednesday gushed between persistent chiclets. "Wednesday, your dad--" Mrs. Williams explained. "He's about ready to kill you." Wednesday's mom poked her cheek with her tongue. She looked towards her and Wednesday's dad's bedroom. She squinted. "I think he's getting his gun." "Wednesday, your dahhd--" Mrs. Williams harshly vocalized. "*He's* about ready to KILL you." The wacky minx tongued her cheek and directed grim ocular pleats across the hallway. "I think he's getting his guhhn--" "MmmoOOomm!!" Wednesday shouted. Wednesday pointed towards the rear of the house. "You-- go to bed!" Wednesday glared into her mother's teal eyes. "Nowww!!" Mrs. Williams grinned. She lifted pale fingers off the edges of her daughter's door frame. She tip-toed across asphalt carpet fluffs blanketing Wednesday's bedroom floor. Wednesday's mom balanced her silk wrapped chest above Wednesday's lap. She slung creamy biceps around her daughter's puff shrouded shoulders. She squeezed Wednesday's deltoids against her chest. She kissed raven tinted strands sprouting from Wednesday's scalp. "You-- go to bed!" Wednesday pelted while pointing towards the rear of the house. "mmMahhm." Mrs. Williams flashed bubbly grin arcs before skampering over Wednesday's carpet tar. She crimped her cub's neck with bosom and bicep cream, then smooched her temple coal. "Just-- smoke outside," Wednesday's mom remarked. Wednesday squeezed silk curtains along her mom's trim waist. "He can't smell it if you do it out-siiide." Wednesday rested her temple on top of her mom's soft breasts. "Just smoke out-side!" Wednesday's mom judiciously proposed. "It won't stink up the whole house, if you do it out-siiide." "All-riiight--" Wednesday groaned. "Jeez." Mrs. Williams flattened her chin along licorice fluffs escaping her daughter's scalp. She looked beside her. She gazed at emeralds behind rectangular silicates surrounding Hailey's nose. She smiled. "Oh all-riiight, ya ol' battle-axe!" Wednesday griped among her momma's supple jugs. "Jeez." Mrs. Williams nestled her baby's raven scalp sprouts and sifted Hailey's pupil jade. "Good night, sweetieee!" Wednesday's mom beamed. Hailey grinned. She shuffled thighs and calves draped in raven stained denim beside her chest. Folded biceps and forearms wrapped in lime peel shoved Hailey to her knees. Wednesday's mom released her daughter's silk puffed shoulders. She swiveled on tips of pitch spotted toes. She wrapped cream tinted arms around Hailey's olive strapped shoulders. She stroked sherbet and lemon strands descending from Hailey's scalp. Hailey gripped Mrs. Williams' silk shrouded ribs. She collapsed on top of Wednesday's mom's silky chest. She closed her eyes. Oxides like shredded wheat coated frigid slats riveted beside razor edges. Surfaces of pale palms crushed frosty sheet metal stained the color of amber. Fingers spotted with raven acrylic flattened along panels the size of closet doors. Slender wrists shrouded with midnight shadow reflected moonlight the color of quartz. Pearl tinted biceps were fastened to slick shoulders above bony ribs. Pale tits the size of apple halves swooped between upper arms like tubes of chalk. Nipples like pencil erasers extended from areolas the size of half dollars. Salmon stained pacifiers erupted from mammary bags bouncing on lung protectors. "Good night, sweetieee!" Wednesday's mom erratically beamed. Hailey folded smoky jean tubas below penny ab sutures and nested striped foot pleats. Mrs. Williams perched tarmac toe caps and bundled Hailey's bicep kale with arm dairy. Hailey nuzzled her shepherd's bosom and relished her grazing citrus scalp strands. Digit coals clawed rusted panels the size of closet doors, riveted along razor edges. Biceps reflecting eerie moonlight framed chest apples sloshing pencil eraser nipples. Indigo hair filaments sprouted from a dimly lit scalp. Striped strands faded from blueberry to plum beside bony cheeks like ivory. Eggplant keratin became pomegranate fluffs below a narrow chin. Cherry red tips extending from raspberry threads hopped on pale chest sacks. Raven tinted brows expanded above eye flaps brushed with turquoise makeup. Irises like drops of champagne stared between sunken ocular covers. Lips coated with strawberry gloss stretched below a long nasal chute. Chrome plated spikes extended from a leather band strapped around a lanky throat. Pale hip curves extended from a slim stomach descending underneath jiggling tits. Calves like bowling pins swayed from baseball sized kneecaps. Raven spotted foundations supported ivory arches, insteps, and ankles. Walnut digits gripped buttermilk cellulite surrounding lower limb sockets. A genital cavern between coconut thighs glided over a banana shaped peepee. A sausage sized pecker oscillated inside a mucus stained vaginal tunnel. A patch of scotch tinted coils extended from a birch tinted pussy stuffer. Ribs poked through slim pecks above dimly lit ab ridges. Bourbon sprouts curled away from tiny nipples sunken between lung protectors. Bony biceps shaded the color of peanut butter descended from a set of narrow shoulders. Caramel cheeks poked out of a thin face supported by a pumpkin pie neck. Tar tinted irises focused on blueberry strands sprouting from a rocking scalp. Scotch hair extrusions escaped a patch fashioned above penetrating coals. Femurs wrapped in thin muscles cycled a rigid cock between pale cheeks. Slender, walnut shaded thighs rotated above lower leg uprights. Lengthy digits extended from caramel insteps below ivory heel canopies. Fingertips embellished with raven black nail polish gripped frosty swirls of rust. Skin flaps brushed with turquoise eye shadow peeled away from Ivy's chartreuse irises. Painful shrieks erupted from strawberry lips tightened below the tip of Ivy's nose. Juniper hair faded plum along chin and cheek points, then cherry beside hopping tits. Teal eye flaps freed kiwi irises above strawberry lips bracing zinc throat spikes. Walnut fingers gripped chalky hips above calf onions, pitch talons, and ivory arches. Pecker sausage departing amber pelvic felt packed a cavern parting coconut cellulite. Rib slats slotted bourbon sprouted, areola salmon topping dimly lit stomach ridges. Optic tar riding angular cheeks sifted blueberry strands under golden scalp puffs. Lengthy walking digits popped teardrop tuchus custard with caramel femur gristle. Cola talons grated shredded wheat panel swirls and beat pelvic amber with ass mousse. "AH! AH! AH! AHH!" Ivy exhaled during peaks of passionate breaths. Bases of shiny, black boots descended from a baby blue car door. Six inch points supported slender heels behind rubber mats three inches thick. Latex the color of crow feathers formed slick insteps sutured with twine crosses. Buttermilk calves carried glittering ankle cuffs away from a cyan cabin seal. Pale, moonlit thighs emerged from the base of a raven black skirt. Curves of feminine hips swiveled below a canopy of crow tinted silk. Pitch tinted fabric wrapped a slim stomach and peaks of tiny tits. Raven black puffs floated above slender biceps and forearms. Silk cuffs secured loose sleeves around scrawny wrists. Tiny digits reflecting pearl illumination extended from pitch shaded shirt straps. Dots of raven tinted acrylic decorated tips of pale nightcrawlers. A band of graphite stained silk was fastened around the beginning of a pale throat. A fishnet sheet descended from a one inch thick neck strap. Flesh like ivory glowed between nylon chest sutures. Wednesday's heart shaped face erupted from a band of silk gripping her throat. Soft strands like crow feathers tickled Wednesday's pearl tinted cheeks. Raven black bangs curled above Wednesday's frosty eye shutters. Nervous lips coated with ruby beeswax shivered below the tip of Wednesday's nose. Wednesday balanced on rubber supports fastened to the soles of her latex boots. Lustful squawks pierced evening air and pounded Wednesday's ear drums. Wednesday flattened her silk wrapped hiny against the rear fender of Lloyd's Cammy. She extended her tiny fingers from a raven black wrist strap. Tar spotted digits eased Lloyd's rear, driver door against the body of his car. Wednesday stared between origins of cyan shutters. She blinked. "AHH! AHH! AHH! AHH!" Ivy squawked across watermelon mouth wax. Wednesday parked heel tines and three inch mats beside Lloyd's baby blue Cammy paint. She hoisted crow silk hip arcs above moonlit thighs and twine crossed, boot licorice. Raven sleeve puffs framed apple jugs and bridled ulna quartz sprouting pitch talons. Pearl dermis permeated fishnet graphite spanning the solemn damsel's clavicle plate. Graphite cheek drapes boxed charcoal forehead arcs topping Wednesday's optic frost. Valentine sculpted facial ivory engulfed trembling lip rubies bearing her nose pea. The antsy fox sank Lloyd's rear door along his car body and pondered lustful grunts. Lloyd emerged from a baby blue automotive covering in front of Wednesday. A rubber mat hanging from Lloyd's right sneaker flattened along tar stained gravel. A denim tube the color of charcoal collapsed along the neck of Lloyd's worn out shoe. Lloyd stood between his door frame and a glass rhombus escaping a cabin enclosure. Lloyd's thick neck poked out of lemon, raspberry, charcoal, and ivory t-shirt stripes. Sideburns like chocolate shavings framed Lloyd's dimly lit cheeks. The bottom of Lloyd's face descended from tips of espresso hair fluffs. Shiny coals searched spaces between coffee tinted strands. Ivy's passionate grunts descended auditory canals below chocolate fountains. Lloyd's lips formed a smirk along the left edge of his caramel shrouded face. Hailey's face and shoulders erupted near the Cammy's front, passenger window. A half inch band of raven black lace surrounded Hailey's moonlit neck. Emeralds gazed through rectangular silicates surrounding Hailey's nose. Lenses resting along Hailey's cheeks reflected the Cammy's lemon tinted dome light. Biceps wrapped in olive green elastic dangled beside raven stained straps. Apricot brows flattened the peaks of Hailey's jade eye shutters. Lips coated with carnation gloss glided off of incisors like pearls. Tangerine spotted digits situated tomato tinted harnesses along Hailey's deltoids. Black, leather boots carried bells of raven denim away from Hailey's door frame. Hailey balanced the body of a crow tinted bustler top beside the edge of her door. Tangerine fingertips eased a baby blue covering against the body of Lloyd's Cammy. Lloyd shut his front, driver's side door. Lemonade glints spotting Lloyd's shirt stripes disappeared. Lloyd's lower cheeks crushed charcoal denim against baby blue automotive paint. Hailey crept beside her boyfriend using one inch, rubber mats fastened to her boots. Calves surrounded by raven black bells parked beside Lloyd's lower legs. Hailey gripped tomato red back pack harnesses in front of her shoulders. She listened to sensual groans floating on gusts of nighttime air. Lloyd seated asphalt with tarmac shoe scraps and denim beyond Hailey's dreary chum. He extended chocolate chops from lemon, raspberry, licorice, and cream t-shirt marks. He acknowledged carnal bawks by sifting coffee sprouts and forming a curious smirk. Hailey tipped eye emeralds and cabin sparked aids above raven lace gripping her neck. She dangled arm kiwis from collar licorice and pleated nose straws above lip bismuth. She paired poppy straps using mango talons and scooted raven bells with clunky boots. She poised copper tacked bustler tar and eased her rider hatch against Lloyd's Cammy. Lloyd sank his driver's door with hiny coal, dimming light flaring his shirt stripes. Hailey snuck asphalt jean chutes beside her boyfriend and endured savage shrills. "Are you fucking-- kidding me, right now?" Hailey requisitioned. A quiet chuckle erupted from grinning lips escaping Lloyd's espresso hair strands. Lloyd, Hailey, and Wednesday searched letters decorating water tower panels below Ivy's fingers. Long, black characters spelled "The City of" above Ivy's crow spotted digits. Ivy's palms flattened between a set of lowercase "l"s. The subscripted letters were third and fourth characters spelling "Malley". Josh's caramel cheeks pumped his stiff cock below his slithering spine. His bony hips cycled a fat pecker between Ivy's pearl tinted thighs. Three rows of amber stained rails surrounded Josh and his girlfriend's legs. Eight uprights exited a cat walk floor crafted from expanded metal. Radio tower reinforcements connected lengthy slats forging water tank supports. Flat, rust coated bars spanned leg joints twenty and forty feet in height. Quarter inch tubing created twenty foot "X"s between uprights and supportive hoops. A steel column emerged from tank panels riveted between the tower's uprights. A pipe the width of a tea pitcher descended from a bowl like the nose of a blimp. Hailey squeezed the fingers of her right hand into the pocket of her jeans. She slipped her mom's boot pistol out of a fabric channel stitched beside her right hip. She pointed rifled shafts above oxidized tubing guarding the water tower's cat walk. She winked her left eye closed. Emerald shutters studied a sliver near the tip of a nine millimeter chute. Hailey aimed chrome plated barrels at scotch tinted fluffs poking out of Josh's scalp. "Are you fucking-- kidding me, right now??" Hailey surreptitiously aired. Lloyd shared quiet chuckles and searched "The City of" and "Malley" water tower text. Ivy's palms mashed twin "l"s while Josh cycled his fat cock between her thigh pearls. Slats and hoops braced eight uprights bearing cat walk weaves and triple rail rust. Blimp nose panels fed bucket width pipe sections spanning sixty feet of midnight air. Hailey sifted her roomy pants pocket and aimed twin pistol chutes above amber tubing. "I think I could shoot them," Hailey remarked. Hailey licked menthol lubricant coating her lips. "Like-- right now." A mournful chuckle escaped Wednesday's ruby stained mouth rims. Wednesday glanced at her friend's moonlit cheeks. Hailey stared down the barrel of her mother's boot pistol. She looked beside her. She inhaled a sharp breath between her gloss coated lips. "We gotta put on our gloves, huh?" Arc shaped struts supported seams separating the water tower's inner panels. Rust coated tubing formed forty-five degree vertices between oxidized arches. Housings like stainless steel mixing bowls dangled from supportive pipe apexes. Champagne radiation escaped silicate lamps armored by reflective rims. Pickle juice luminescence erupted between wire hoops decreasing in diameter. Elliptical light protectors were secured using intersecting dowels. Sammy and Bernie stood along expanded metal below a funnel of cucumber radiance. The boys rested their arms and faces along a rail above two matching struts. The boys' sneakers were supported by steel fishnet stained with oxidation. Woven iron coated with rust formed a cat walk surrounding the water tower's interior. Industrial lights scorched a paneled bowl the width of half a football field. Currents illuminated like pickle juice circled a million gallon tank rim. A champagne whirlpool sank into a dome with a twenty-five yard radius. City water radiated like zucchini flesh flowed down a pipe the width of a bowling ball. "I think I can *shoot* them," the ginger countess sarcastically remarked. "Like-- from HERE." Wednesday uttered mournful laughter before skimming her buddy's lunar sparked cheeks. "Don't forget your gloves," Hailey vacantly appended. In the tank, kiwi light blazed mixing bowl grills along bars spanning rusty arches. Sammy and Bernie stacked arms and faces along railing guarding amber woven walkway. Pickle juice lighting scorched a fifty yard whirlpool exiting stove pipe tubing. Spikes illuminated like pineapple chunks poked out of Sammy's narrow scalp. Facial features the color of cotton candy phosphoresced like ridges of cement. Drops of bourbon below flattened brows studied pickle tinted currents. The corners of Sammy's thin lips formed an insincere smirk below his bony cheeks. Sammy's slender chin rested on top of folded forearms wrapped with striped tubes. A long sleeve shirt decorated with radish and cheddar bands shrouded Sammy's trunk. Navy blue denim descended Sammy's legs and bordered his checkered shoes. Hair spikes like three inch push broom bristles poked out of Bernie's fat face. A grapefruit chin sank into mustard and charcoal checks protecting Bernie's wrists. A plaid shirt hung from Bernie's thick shoulders, biceps, and forearms. A raven black polo was visible between the edges of Bernie's flannel jacket. Indigo jeans were strapped around Bernie's chubby thighs and calves. Red canvas shoes escaped the cuffs of Bernie's blueberry britches. Rubber caps like soft balls were fastened to Bernie's cherry tinted shoe fabric. The boys' fingers dangled from sleeves relaxing on a rust coated guard rail. Glass bottles the color of amber dangled from Bernie and Sammy's pale fingertips. Irises like robin eggs stared below push broom spikes above Bernie's forehead. Bernie's pupils followed pickle juice currents swirling down a ten inch pipe. A Newtonian channel spun wakes the thickness of shoe strings into a sixty foot tube. Pineapple spokes topped cement sparked cheek barbs lining Sammy's insincere lip arcs. His chin rode cheddar and radish wrist bands above indigo denim wadding shoe checks. Sammy scanned swirls with eye scotch beside broom bristles topping Bernie's face fat. The chunky skater's jaw grapefruit sank coal and mustard ulna plaid beyond polo soot. Blueberry jeans framed cherry shoe canvas with ceramic sutures and soft ball tips. Bernie's optic ozone traced kiwi currents by bronze bottles taxing the boys' fingers. "You think that one tank of water serves the whooole Malley-meister?" Bernie inquired. Sammy tipped frosty bottle threads against his thin lips. He poured barley flavored suds across beads of flesh poking out of his tongue. Sammy folded lanky arm stripes on top of amber stained railing. He searched cucumber illuminated city water spiraling into a fifty yard bowl. "You think that one *tank* serves the whole Malley-meister?" Bernie philosophized. Sammy guzzled barley flavored suds and followed spiraling, cucumber currents. "Nah--" Sammy groaned. "Just some of it." Sammy crinkled the bridge of his nose. He snorted phlegm fountains out of wrinkled sinus cavities. He hacked up snot soaked saliva coating the edges of his throat. He launched a mucus saturated loogie between the tips of his bicuspids. A spit extrusion like a hunk of chewed gum toppled into a pool of public rapids. Bernie reached above the highest cat walk railing. A forearm wrapped in mustard and charcoal checks dangled from amber coated tubing. Bernie's fat fingertips tilted tar tinted bottle threads towards champagne swirls. Bernie sprinkled droplets of beer into the city's water supply. "Nah, just *part* of it," the concrete sparked hooligan vacuously responded. Sammy hacked phlegm and launched toppling loogie slime across champagne lit rapids. Bernie hoisted dim drinking threads and trickled beer into the city's water supply. "ahhh--" Bernie sighed. "There you go, Malley." Sammy detected expanded metal panels rocking below his checker decorated insteps. He squinted. Flimsy eye flaps crushed the tops and bottoms of Sammy's bourbon tinted irises. Sammy looked beside him. "ahhh--" the pudgy nihilist expelled using satisfied mouth blubber. "There you go, Malley." Sammy detected expanded metal thumping his canvas slip-on, cookies and cream squares. "You feel that shit, Berns?" Sammy requisitioned. Bernie sipped hop saturated suds from a glass tube escaping his thick digits. He folded his arms next to Sammy's. Safety railing wobbles vibrated Bernie's plaid strapped wrists. Fluffy, push broom brows collapsed the peaks of Bernie's robin egg eye shutters. Bernie glanced at Sammy's piercing eyes. "You feel that shit, Berns?" Sammy directed at his soot spoked cohort. Bernie slurped oat soda and crumpled ocular robin eggs with reflective brow graphite. "I'm sure-- Josh is gettin' it on with his girl, yo." Sammy tilted his head between cheddar and radish striped shoulder blades. Sammy's eyes squeezed shut. Chuckles like clown horn toots escaped Sammy's long, slender lips. "Feels like-- Josh is gettin' it on with his girl, yo," Bernie whimsically conjured. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaa!!" Sammy sipped frigid oat soda from silicate bottle threads. He glanced at pitch tinted bristles poking out of his buddy's fat temple. He bobbed his head. "We should give him some help, yo." Bernie yanked a frosty bottle neck away from his thick lips. An involuntary chuckle fired barley flavored droplets out of Bernie's oral rims. "Haa! Haa! Haa! Haaa!!" Sammy honked using sadistic face ash. The lemon zested nutcase drowned feral cackles with frosty hops and bobbed his head. "We should give him some *help*, yo." "Shut the fuck up, fool," Bernie exhaled between grinning mouth rims. Josh observed Ivy's chalk tinted spinal arch flexing above her moonlit hips. He flattened caramel shaded fingers between Ivy's pearl illuminated shoulder blades. He wove opposing, slender digits between Ivy's rainbow stained scalp strands. He rocked Ivy's narrow skull towards the back of her pale neck. "ssShut the fuck up, fool," Bernie gushed between chuckling beer chompers. Josh observed bucking spinal chalk thrusting hip mousse before yanking striped locks. "ahhh--" Ivy whimpered. Slender, raven black brows lifted off of Ivy's eye sockets. Turquoise stained eye flaps peeled off of champagne droplets spotting Ivy's corneas. Nightcrawlers extending from Josh's left hand shoved his girlfriend's vertebrae. Josh forced Ivy's pale tits against rust coated panels protecting the water tank. Nipples like pencil erasers squeezed between frigid, amber tinted crevices. Ivy's apple shaped mammary sacks crushed freezing cold, iron oxide striations. Lips coated with strawberry gloss peeled off of Ivy's startled incisors. "eeAHH!!" Ivy shrieked. Ivy's pale face swiveled above her cream tinted shoulders. Ivy's chartreuse eye shutters glared at Josh between blueberry temple threads. "It's-- fuckin' *cold*, Josh!!" Ivy shouted. Josh yanked cherry stained filament tips poking out of his right hand digits. Ivy's pearl shaded cheek bones swirled like a top. Her anxious precipice centralized above chrome spikes extending from her throat. "ahhh!" Ivy yelped using startled lip strawberries. Josh jolted his minx's aroela pegs and apple tits by mashing them along jagged rust. "AAHHHH!!" Ivy grated across mortified vocal ridges. "It's fuckin' COLD, Josh! Jesus Ch-rist!!" The lanky esquire tugged cherry tips and shoved his girlfriend's custard back seam. "Shut the fuck up," Josh ordered. Josh shoved his fat pecker between the flaps of Ivy's labia. "uAHH!" Ivy grumbled. Josh resumed cycling his mucus coated peepee between Ivy's pale thighs. "AHH!" Ivy shouted. "AAH! AAH! EAAH! EAAH!" Beside Ivy and Josh's undressed insteps, a two foot opening separated triple tube fencing. Lloyd's dimly lit face appeared between rust coated uprights supporting safety rails. Glittering coals gawked from the canopy of an espresso fountain. Eyebrows like chocolate caterpillars pointed down the bridge of Lloyd's nose. Lloyd's lips formed a sadistic smirk along the left edge of his stealthy precipice. Lloyd's thick fingers gripped two inch tubing surrounding his shoulders. Black, leather fabric was sutured over Lloyd's palms, knuckles, and digits. The neck of a pearl tinted tube sock dangled from Lloyd's right hand wrist extensions. A billiard ball stretched an absorbant toe away from the calf of Lloyd's stocking. Lloyd shoved lemon, raspberry, ivory, and charcoal striped biceps through a guard rail gap. He lifted thighs and calves wrapped in raven denim above an expanded metal floor. He lowered sloppy sneaker soles along steel fisherman's net coated with rust. Lloyd crept beside an amber stained cat walk entrance. Slender digits strapped with tomato red cow hide grabbed a rust coated upright. Lady bug knuckle extensions rested a pool ball stocking near the edge of the cat walk. Leather wrapped fingers reached beside rail gap grippers. Lloyd rested on his right knee beside the edge of the guard rail. Lloyd's charcoal strapped digits grabbed poppy coated nightcrawlers. Lloyd hoisted biceps and shoulders blanketed with olive green elastic above the cat walk. Hailey's pale face and flame tinted locks dangled from straps of a raven black top. Her tomato tinted book bag swung from canvas harnesses hugging her shoulders. Hailey secured a black, leather boot toe poking out of a raven tinted bell. Lloyd lifted his girlfriend between two inch uprights welded to quarter inch tubing. Hailey fastened two inch boot soles side by side below denim wrapped knees. She reached beside charcoal cow hide protecting her feet. She snagged a knot confining a billiard ball below the neck of a tube sock. She snuck beside her boyfriend's stripe shrouded trunk. Wednesday's tiny face appeared between vertical tubes coated with oxidation. Shutters like frost stared below the ends of Wednesday's raven tinted bangs. "Shut the-- fuck up," Josh barked before reaming Ivy's vulva and prying more squawks. Lloyd breached nearby struts parting triple safety rails with eye coals and hair mud. He flashed a sadistic smirk before gripping horizontal chutes with leather digit tar. He sloshed billiard strained, sock ivory and thrust shirt streaks past ladder guards. He lowered sneaker scraps along steel weaves and slipped beside a rusted safety gap. Hailey's ruby finger ox hide gripped cat walk amber and dangled cue ball sock quartz. Lloyd parked knee tarmac and hoisted Hailey's arm kale, vest asphalt, and bag claret. The flashy ginger paired clodhopper pitch under raven bells and joined her boyfriend. Wednesday observed undressed flesh curves illuminated by glints of moonlight. Wednesday's ears detected Ivy grunting during peaks of panicked breaths. Ivy's passionate shrieks made Wednesday sick to her stomach. Wednesday lifted canvas strapped fingers beside raven strands tickling her cheek. Wednesday's crow stained gloves were embellished with vinyl decorations. Images of ivory tinted finger bones detailed the outer surfaces of Wednesday's gloves. Wednesday's skeleton decorated knuckle extensions lifted arms blanketed by silk puffs. Wednesday's pale chest was visible through fishnet descending from a silk collar. Wednesday balanced on toes of black, latex boots along an expanded metal floor. Calves strapped with slick tubes lifted pearl illuminated thighs below a silk skirt. Wednesday slipped canvas strapped skeleton digits between her undressed kneecaps. She glided glove covered fingers between the curve of her left calf and a latex neck. She slipped Hailey's chrome plated pistol out of the collar of her footwear. Wednesday's nervous fingers lifted nine millimeter barrels in front of her shoulder. Shivering skeleton fingers pointed a set of rifled shafts at Josh's scalp puffs. Wednesday's teal irises lined up a quivering pistol sight behind Josh's rocking skull. Hailey stood beside a forearm and bicep jiggling like a sprung snare trap. She watched her friend's silk shrouded limb struggle to steady jacketed ammunition. Hailey listened to steady patter like high tempo drum taps. She studied a gap between Wednesday's shivering, ruby stained lips. Wednesday's teeth were chattering. Hailey observed a pistol grip rocking like a pendulum between skeleton fingers. She reached beside a wood embellished gun handle. Leather wrapped digits squeezed a silk cuff fastened to Wednesday's wrist. Wednesday jumped. Wednesday's moonlit facial features rotated like a spinning top. Frosty eye shutters searched Hailey's colorful face above a shaking shoulder. Hailey's emerald irises studied drops of pool water below raven black bangs. Hailey shook her head. Wednesday's slender brows crushed the outer corners of her eye sockets. Wednesday gripped a ruby stained lip between nervous bicuspids. She lowered her friend's twin shot weapon. Wednesday observed porking, moonlit flesh with nauseated eye frost under raven bangs. She used bone graphic knuckle coal to hoist clavicle pearl cleaving fishnet graphite. The grim goth uprooted thigh custard and retrieved pistol chrome from calf licorice. She sited Josh's honey scalp puffs with shaking barrels liberated from Hailey's mom. Hailey perceived her flashy comrade's terrified teeth cracking between her rosy lips. She spun Wednesday's feral peepers by grazing silk soot bridling her quivering wrist. Hailey's pitiful pal presented disgusted mouth beeswax, then lowered maple gun grips. Hailey crept in front of Wednesday using rubber mats sutured to her boots. Lloyd shuffled beside his girlfriend's bell bottoms employing loose shoe bases. Hailey's right hand fingers dangled a billiard batterer beside her denim wrapped hip. A resin sphere stretched an absorbant neck hanging from Lloyd's leather strapped digits. Pale cheeks emerging from a lace collar snuck below a canopy of moonlit flames. Drops of tar focused on rainbow stained strands swinging from Ivy's scalp. Hailey's lime wrapped shoulders swiveled ninety degrees. Tomato stained fingers slung a scalp smasher behind Hailey's denim wrapped hiny. Lloyd whirled a sock covered billiard ornament like a fan blade. Ivy's gratified howls concealed disturbances from pool ball swoops. Hailey and Lloyd cracked Josh and Ivy over their wandering heads. Wednesday buried beeswax coated lips in raven puffs surrounding her shoulder. She folded silk shrouded forearms on top of her pearl illuminated precipice. Gun barrels poking out of Wednesday's skeleton digits jiggled like canned cheese. Hailey flattened raven strapped tits along Josh's caramel shaded shoulder blades. She gripped Josh's walnut tinted upper arms between biceps blanketed with lime peel. She tightened tendons connecting her spine to her deltoids. "eeAAAAHH!!" Hailey shrieked. Hailey shuffled Josh's bony shoulders, hips, and kneecaps over a railing coated with iron oxide. Josh toppled over a three tier fence constructed from quarter inch tubing. Startled screams escaped Josh's long, frantic lips. Scotch tinted coils hanging from a four inch patch floated on passing currents. Limbs coated with trim hunks of meat battered empty air, desperately. A skull decorated with three inch poofs showered pavement with brain fragments. Josh's spinal cord snapped like a carrot stick. Poorly illuminated fingers, wrists, and biceps crumbled like fluorescent bulbs. Undressed kneecaps collided with tar coated pebbles. Calves, heels, and toes exploded like glass bottles. Crimson fountains gushed out of disintegrating digits and joints. Lloyd's gloved fingers clenched blueberry and egg plant strands gripping Ivy's scalp. Lloyd shoved Ivy's quartz reflecting shoulder blades against rust coated tank panels. Ivy squeezed raven spotted digits around Lloyd's leather strapped fist. Ivy's pale biceps stretched away from apple shaped tits. Pegs like swirling pencil erasers poked out of Ivy's moonlit breasts. Ivy balanced on pale toes embellished with raven tinted nail polish. Pale thighs and calves flattened dimly lit cheeks along rust stained sheets. Lloyd stared at Ivy's champagne tinted eye shutters. A smirk wrinkled a cheek wrapped with chocolate tinted facial hair. Hailey and Lloyd mirrored fan blade, pool swoops beside their opposite hip charcoal. Hailey snuck cheek pearls under hair flames beside Lloyd's coffee sifting jaw toffee. The vicious lovers popped Josh and Ivy's distracted cranium wire with stocking rocks. Wednesday bundled grim face ceramic with puffed sleeve pitch and dangled twin rifles. Hailey strapped Josh's scapula caramel with kale limbs and tensed pissy back tendons. She expelled rabid gasses while tipping Josh's bony carcass above sturdy tubing rust. The jolted skater belted chilling shrills under noggin sails and swatted empty air. He showered icy pavement with brain fragments, spinal strands, and joint cartilage. Lloyd used berry locks to pin Ivy's cadaver along tank rust and ogled nipple sloshes. "Hello, Ivy," Lloyd beckoned. "You remember my brother Sal, right?" Ivy's pearl stained biceps swiveled mournful facial features below a blueberry canopy. Turquoise eye flaps peeled off of chardonnay irises. Hailey parked lime peel biceps and forearms next to her boyfriend's striped upper limbs. She reached between tomato tinted zipper teeth sealing her back pack. Fingers wrapped with poppy stained leather excavated the handle of a kitchen knife. Cow hide blanketed digits unveiled a sharp, stainless steel plate. Hailey's lady bug fingertips swiveled a ten inch point beside Lloyd's pale cheeks. Lloyd studied a mirror coated blade extending from his girlfriend's tiny fingers. Lloyd tossed a billiard ball smacker beside Ivy's undressed insteps. He snagged a slick handle poking out of Hailey's leather shrouded digits. He stretched Ivy's rainbow stained hair strands towards the body of the water tower. Ivy's moonlit chin and cheeks rocked near the tip of her spine. Slender, raven tinted eyebrows climbed Ivy's coconut forehead. Lips coated with strawberry gloss peeled off of Ivy's terrified incisors. "uHHH!" Ivy forced out. Lloyd sank a steel razor into neck tendons tightening a spiked collar. He glided a chrome tinted plate across Ivy's frightened throat. A slender knife blade slung hot claret across rust stained panels. Wet crimson poured out of Ivy's ruptured aorta. Cherry syrup soaked a leather neck strap embellished with one inch spikes. Lloyd released blueberry, plum, pomegranate, and cherry threads suspending Ivy's face. Ivy's undressed kneecaps collided with oxidized points of expanded metal. Her quartz illuminated tits squeezed into cavities of rusted fishnet. Blood exiting a pale skin faucet trickled from woven steel. Hailey looked above olive green elastic blanketing her right shoulder. Emerald irises behind canopies of rectangular silicates studied a terrified face. Wednesday's pale cheeks wiggled above skeleton embellished fingers. The barrels of Hailey's boot pistol poked out of digits gripping Wednesday's wrist. Rifled chutes pointing away from Wednesday's knuckles trembled from mortified shivers. Eye shutters like sea ice glanced at a steel door beside a guard rail opening. A beam of radiation like pickle juice emitted from the base of the water tank's entrance. Wednesday lowered skeleton digits wiggling like nightcrawlers. She licked ruby stained lips using a tongue like a rubber glove. "Hel-lo, I-veee," the shaggy trickster regarded using bubbly lip arcs. "*You* remember my brother Sal, right??" Josh's startled, goth mistress burrowed antsy talon pitch and peeled cactus peepers. Hailey split tomato back pack, zipper sutures and extracted a lengthy kitchen blade. Lloyd tossed his sock ball and swatted panel rust with Ivy's aorta custard compote. He watched Ivy embed steel with knee chalk and squirt neck spokes with cherry syrup. Ivy's breast pudding packed iron weaves and evacuated a steamy, hemoglobin faucet. Hailey spied her friend's wiry cheeks above shaky finger bones extending boot chutes. Wednesday scanned chartreuse light underlining door amber and lapped ruby lip rubber. "I-I-I think--" Wednesday squeezed out of nervous mouth rims. Wednesday directed a wobbling index finger towards a rusted tank enclosure. She inhaled a frosty breath between tips of jiggling teeth. "P-Pretty sure Bernie and Sammy are in there." Canvas spotted with charcoal and ivory squares was sutured around Sammy's feet. Toes of checkered kicks balanced Sammy along the tank's top guard rail. Legs wrapped in blueberry denim were perched above rust coated tubing. Sammy's scrawny fingers suspended the waist of his britches around his bony hips. Sammy's slender digits dangled his pecker over pickle juice illuminated currents. A golden arch trickled out of a dick-head shaped like a rubber ball. A urine fountain disappeared into rapids swirling down a ten inch pipe. Sammy's pale precipice tilted backwards above cheddar and radish shirt stripes. Hair spikes like chunks of pineapple dangled from Sammy's narrow scalp. Sammy's paper thin eye flaps covered his bourbon tinted irises. "P-P-- Pretty sure Bernie and Sammy are in therrre--" the terrified vixen mustered. Sammy perched railing with slip-on checks and gripped indigo denim with lanky digits. He launched golden whizz across pickle juice rapids using his ham tipped peepee. The rosy hooligan tilted cozy hair corn between his cheddar and radish scapula marks. "ahhh--" Sammy purred. "Damn. All that-- running water'll make you have to piss, yo." Bernie's mustard and charcoal checked forearms folded along amber stained tubing. Bernie tipped a container fashioned from chocolate glass against his fat lips. He tilted a scalp spotted with push broom bristles between his shoulder blades. Bernie detected a set of nine millimeter barrels pressed against the back of his skull. Bernie's ocular flaps peeled off of robin egg eye shutters spottng his corneas. Bernie's fat fingers lowered the rim of his beer bottle. "ahhhhh--" Sammy graciously purred. "All that-- running water'll make you have to piss, yo." Bernie stacked rail rust with lemon plaid and tipped barley frost between his lips. He detected nine millimeter barrels pressed between his push broom cranium spikes. "...ohhh, shiiit..." Bernie grumbled. Legs swirled with raven tinted denim carried Lloyd behind Sammy's urinating backside. Lloyd extended highlighter phosphorescing limbs in front of his striped pecks. Lloyd's thick fingers shoved tomato and mayonnaise checkers concealing Sammy's hiny. Sammy's catapalting cheeks carried his denim wrapped thighs over rusted railing. "...ohh, shee-uhht--" Bernie blabbered using mortified precipice blubber. Lloyd hauled pitch denim crossways and shoved Sammy's tomato checkered, boxer mayo. "BERNIEEE!!" Sammy shrieked. Sammy collided with city water torrents glowing like cucumber syrup. Gravity fed currents dragged Sammy's scrawny limbs towards the center of a paneled bowl. Sammy hurled slender biceps, wrists, and fingers through swirling rapids. He heaved pineapple hair spikes and a pale face above crests of funneling liquid. He studied tar tinted irises and walnut cheeks below a fountain of espresso hair fluffs. He spotted flames surrounding Hailey's colorful precipice above her olive green biceps. He noticed Wednesday's frosty eye shutters below the ends of her raven black bangs. Fingers extending from charcoal puffs pointed Hailey's boot pistol at Bernie's dome. Sammy consumed artifacts stooping behind rows of quarter inch tubing. He slapped raging torrents using cheddar and radish striped limbs. Sammy swirled like a ballet dancer. His irritated face and arms swirled in and out of rapids funneling down a drain pipe. "bl-thm-bl-thl-bl-thm-bl-thlll--" Sammy blew into spinning liquid. Sammy felt his britches being sucked down his scrawny legs. Sammy's blueberry stained jeans were yanked from the tips of his checkered sneakers. Sammy forced his disgusted face above crests illuminated the color of pickle juice. He exhaled sharp vocalizations during peaks of panicked breaths. "uh-HUH! uh-HUA! uh-HAHH!!" Sammy's striped limbs whirled like a set of helicopter blades. "ubl-athm-bl-thl-bl-thm-blll--" Sammy exhaled into frosty rapids. Sammy watched his pale calves spiral down a shaft the width of a tea pitcher. Edges of steel tubing sliced chunks of thin meat protecting Sammy's slender legs. Sammy's spinning lips blew painful grunts into passing currents. "Ber-NIEEE!!" the blonde turfed skater belted from startled speech seams. Cucumber sparked rapids funneled Sammy's frenzied limbs towards central bowl panels. Sammy ogled Lloyd's eye coals, Hailey's hair flames, and Wednesday's frosty peepers. He glimpsed barrels departing Wednesday's puffed ulna tarmac targeting Bernie's dome. "bl-thm-bl-thl-bl-thm-bl-thl!" Sammy sprayed while winding rose and corn arm marks. Sammy surmounted kiwi crests while indigo jeans were plucked from his sneaker checks. Hailey, Lloyd, Wednesday, and Bernie watched Sammy's pale face and blonde hair spikes whirl out of a crimson tornado. Sammy's shrieks made tiny hairs along the back of Wednesday's neck stand on end. Sammy disappeared into a fifty yard toilet bowl like a swirling top. Sammy's lower limbs snapped like twigs and spiraled down the water tower's drain pipe. Raging crests extracted abdominal muscles and belly flesh from a striped trunk. Sammy's claret soaked hide and entrails spun down a channel of funnel shaped torrents. Crimson clouds escaped Sammy's crumbling body cavities and exited a gravity fed spout. Sammy's hips, spinal column, ribs, and shoulders were sucked down a ten inch chute. Sammy's slender, infuriated mouth edges exhaled bubbles into descending currents. "bl-d-bl-d-bl-d-bl-dlll--" Lloyd and Hailey watched Sammy's ripped up guts swirling around a five foot vortex. Bernie's robin egg irises observed bowel soup spinning into Malley's water supply. Wednesday's disgusted digits wiggled her friend's gun barrels against Bernie's scalp. Wednesday's blush coated cheeks faded the color of cream cheese. Powder coated eyelids peeled off of Wednesday's teal eye shutters. "uh-HUH! uh-HUA! uh-HAHH!!" the loon hacked before spinning bicep helicopter blades. Sammy gargled swirling coolant while watching hungry drain pipe lacerate his thighs. Sammy arose and belted shrieks that sprang Hailey, Lloyd, and Wednesday's neck hairs. He sank and forfeited lower limb twigs and belly scraps to a bucket width channel. Crimson clouds plus Sammy's guts, ribs, and spinal column swirled a five foot vortex. Wednesday hoisted sickly cheek, cream cheese and peeled antarctic optical facets. "Jee-sus Christ--" Wednesday groaned. Hailey's emerald irises spotted her friend's eyes behind Bernie's hair spikes. "Jesus Ch-rist--" the disgusted dutchess wrangled from leathery lip rubies. "Isn't that-- *your* water supply?" Hailey requisitioned. Wednesday's pale pupil adjusters stared at her friend's jade eye shutters. Wednesday flattened wiggling fingers on top of shivering lips coated with ruby beeswax. She exhaled a disgusted breath into raven black canvas covering her palm. Wednesday's fabric wrapped digits were embellished with acrylic finger bones. "Isn't that-- *your* water supply?" Hailey prodded under stunned eye emeralds. Wednesday clawed speech roses with skeleton digits and aspirated nauseated gasses. "We have a water well--" Wednesday squeezed out. "Thank God." Bernie's agitated forearms shuffled along amber oxidation coating the tank's top rail. Bernie's fat cheeks wiggled above the beginning of his spine. A terrified breath escaped Bernie's thick oral extents. "We have a water well. Thank Gahhd--" Hailey's grim sidekick wretched. "aaAAHH!!" Bernie shouted. Wednesday hammered Bernie's push broom spikes using the barrels of Hailey's boot pistol. "aaAAHH!!" Bernie extruded from cheek gelatin supporting terrified hair spokes. "Whoa!" Wednesday barked. "F-Freeze, mother fucker!" "Whoa! Freeze, mother fucker!!" Wednesday belched before konking Bernie's scalp meat. "AHH! Fuck!" Bernie snarled. Bernie slung biceps and forearms strapped with plaid sleeves above his head. "Alright, you fuckin' bitch! God damn!" A brown, glass bottle dangled from Bernie's chunky fingertips. Tar drops studied Bernie's pickle illuminated cheeks between Lloyd's coffee hair strands. Sinister lips formed a smirk along the left edge of Lloyd's dimly lit face. "Ahh! All-riiight, you fuckin' bitch!!" Wednesday's chunky captive hatefully retched. "God dayy-um." Lloyd skimmed Bernie's pickle lighted face jam across hair coffee and formed a smirk. "You remember my friend, Wednesday?" Lloyd requisitioned. Lloyd's sloppy skate shoes crept along points of woven, rust coated steel. Lloyd stood beside his girlfriend's lime strapped upper arm and wrist. "Right, Bernie?" Bernie's robin egg irises studied glints reflecting from Lloyd's charcoal eye shutters. Lloyd bobbed his head. "This little-- tiny-- frail-- goth lookin' chick standing behind you?" Bernie glanced above mustard and charcoal checks wrapping his fat shoulder. He searched raven tinted strands framing Wednesday's pale cheeks. Hailey lifted tomato wrapped digits in front of her raven black bustler top. She pointed above amber stained tubing surrounding the tank's cat walk. "*You* remember my friend, Wednesday? Right, Bernie??" the shaggy gambler probed. Bernie sifted Lloyd's sinister eye pitch above his coal and mustard, shoulder checks. "This-- bubbly, goth lookin' chick standing behind you?" Hailey flaunted tomato index leather departing wrist clover beside bustler asphalt. "You and this-- piece of shit-- raped her, the other day??" Hailey's leather strapped digits shuffled a back pack harness gripping her shoulder. Brows the color of push broom bristles pointed down the bridge of Bernie's fat nose. "You and this-- piece of shit RAPED her, the other day??" "I fuckin' *know* who you are-- dumb-shits!" Bernie snapped. Bernie gritted his disgusted teeth. "You fucks!!" Bernie licked his thick lips. "You fuckin' killed every-- God damn person I know!" Bernie motioned towards Sammy soup cycling down a ten inch pipe. "You just killed my best friend!" Bernie squinted. "You want me to fuckin'-- apologize, or what??" Hailey's emerald irises gazed at Bernie's eye shutters through rectangular silicates. Hailey licked carnation tinted menthol coating her lips. "I fuckin' knowww who you are, dumb-shits!" Bernie belted from shriveled face mousse. "You FAHHCKS!! You just killed my fuckin' home-boy! You want me to fuckin'-- a-pol-o-gize, or what??" Hailey scanned Bernie's ocular robin eggs across silicates fogging her eye emeralds. "Shoot him, Wednesday," Hailey instructed. Wednesday exhaled a shaky breath between her ruby stained lips. Frosty eye shutters studied chrome plated tubes extending from wiggling skeleton fingers. Wednesday inhaled a sharp breath between shivering mouth edges. "Shoot him, Wednesday," Hailey coldly instructed. "I caa-an't--" Wednesday groaned. Hailey's jade irises glared at Bernie's cucumber cheeks between curtains of flames. "I cah-ahhn't!!" Hailey's revolted cohort bawled using quaky mouth rubies. Hailey scanned Bernie's precipice champagne between saxophone dowels and hair flames. "Fine," Hailey conceded. Hailey lifted leather sutured fingertips beside olive green elastic strapping her bicep. "*I'll* take care of this-- piece of shit." Lloyd laid a handle extending from a blood soaked plate across his girlfriend's palm. Hailey stretched a kitchen knife in front of raven black lace surrounding her throat. Bernie's robin egg irises studied raspberry syrup coating Hailey's cooking instrument. Bernie's tomato tinted canvas sneaker scooted backwards. The rear of Bernie's skull collided with a set of nine millimeter chutes. Bernie squeezed together points of agitated teeth. A snarl escaped spaces between Bernie's tightened bicuspids. Josh's slender nose flattened along a sheet constructed from gravel and slick pitch. Teeth fragments surrounded Josh's shattered cheek bones. Cerebral cortex and chunks of Josh's skull ejected from his cracked temples. Josh's crumpled digits were stacked below snapped ulnas and radius bones. Kneecap particles were scattered underneath Josh's cracked tibias and fibulas. A crimson pool surrounded Josh's disintegrated joints and ripped up tissue. Lloyd's charcoal sneaker remnants parked beside Josh's scotch tinted head fluffs. Lloyd studied blood soaked hair puffs hanging from Josh's battered scalp. Shiny coals searched a chocolate fountain hanging from Lloyd's forehead. "Fine," the calculating mermaid conceded. "*I'll* take care of this-- worthless fucker." Bernie watched Lloyd deposit a claret soaked kitchen knife along Hailey's rosy palm. He sifted eye jade eclipsing graphite choker lace and backed against pistol chutes. The agitated trickster stomped floor wire with ruby canvas and tamped angry incisors. Josh's teeth fragments scattered asphalt mashing the bony skater's leveled sinuses. Skull scraps and cortex flaunted snapped ulnas piling Josh's crumpled digit joints. Lloyd parked near Josh's crimson juices and studied his cherry soaked scalp puffs. "Jesus, Hailey," Lloyd grumbled. Lloyd's girlfriend knelt down beside a claret puddle swallowing Josh's right hand fingers. Hailey's denim strapped hiny rested along leather collars protecting her heels. Hailey's smirking precipice studied Lloyd's eye coals from a canopy of ginger extrusions. "Je-sus, Hailey," Lloyd humbly acknowledged. "Yours was worse," Hailey exhaled from gloss coated lips. Hailey glided fingers wrapped in tomato leather below Josh's crumpled palms. Hailey's unused knuckle extensions slipped a knife handle underneath Josh's metacarpals. Lloyd watched his girlfriend's gloved digits close finger hunks around a slick grip. "*Yours* were WORSE!" the vile rebel's ginger comrade belted from tulip waxed lips. "You-- push him down the drain??" Hailey rode boot soot with hiny coal and rolled her knife handle with Josh's fingers. "What're you doing?" Lloyd inquired. "Placing his fingerprints?" Emeralds studying Josh's knuckle meat floated above the lenses of Hailey's glasses. "What're you doing? Placing his prints??" Lloyd curiously prodded. "What's left of them," Hailey explained. Hailey flattened a mat attached to the sole of her boot in front of her left knee. Leather caps extending from raven bells carried Hailey beside her boyfriend. Cow hide strapped fingertips dangled a blood soaked knife between Hailey's knees. Hailey folded her olive green and raven black trunk above her denim wrapped hips. She tossed a claret spattered kitchen slicer above Josh's disheveled carcass. A mirror tinted point collided with pavement beside Josh's undressed shoulder. Wednesday inadvertently wedged a rung between her right hand boot heel and arch. The rust coated extrusion spanned lower ladder uprights. Wednesday's footwear snagged an amber stained step that was second from the bottom. Wednesday's left heel support and toe platform collided with slick pavement. Canvas strapped fingers squeezed climbing supports in front of Wednesday's chest. Wednesday's silk wrapped biceps and tits dangled from skeleton embellished digits. Wednesday lifted a pale thigh and calf escaping a raven hip canopy. Wednesday lifted a three inch thick boot mat. The rear of Wednesday's plantar deck hooked an oxidized bar. Wednesday's kneecap hammered buttermilk flesh below her fishnet chest covering. Fingers coated with raven glove fabric slipped off of rusted ladder spokes. "What's left of them," Hailey conceded below eye emeralds skimming Josh's knuckles. Hailey implanted rubber platforms and dangled razor compote between pitch calf tubas. She launched lengthy cutlery and spiked pavement hemoglobin by Josh's bicep gristle. Wednesday hooked a rust coated ladder rung with her heel spike and suede boot arch. She deposited obverse footwear before releasing skeleton grips and anchoring herself. "Whoa! Shit!" Wednesday barked. Wednesday toppled onto her tiny, silk shrouded booty. Wednesday's skull bounced on a blanket of raven tinted strands. Hailey and Lloyd's faces twisted like tops. Cocoa extrusions and ginger filaments swatted Lloyd and Hailey's pale cheeks. Wednesday flattened rubber boot supports beside latex strapping her left ankle. Wednesday's brass stained eye flaps wrinkled on top of her teal irises. Ruby smudged lips peeled off of Wednesday's gritted incisors. Wednesday burrowed skeleton embellished digits underneath raven black scalp threads. Leather caps poking out of Hailey's bell bottoms parked beside her friend's calves. Hailey bent over. Hailey suspended raven chest fabric above black silk spanning Wednesday's lap. Hailey offered leather sutured fingers extending from an olive green shirt sleeve. Wednesday's skeleton embellished digits swatted Hailey's tomato knuckle extensions. "Hailey, I swearrr--!" Wednesday grumbled. Wednesday pointed between Hailey's emerald eye shutters. "If you fucking touch meee! I swear to God!!" Hailey displayed palms sutured with poppy stained cow hide. "Whoa! Shit!" the clumsy vixen yelped before skidding her silk booty shroud. Hailey and Lloyd abhored their buddy bouncing her raven scalp tufts on frosty tarmac. Hailey nested skillet leg drapes beside her glum chum's crumpled, brass ocular flaps. Wednesday swatted her friend's helpful digit tomatoes with bone printed hand worms. "Hailey, I s-WEARRR!" the ginger doe's fallen companion shrilled. "If you fuckin'-- touch me, I SWEAR TO GAHHD!!" "Wednesdayyy--" Hailey groaned. Wednesday reached above her silk wrapped tits. She shoved her friend's helpful fingers against bronze coated shirt seals. Hailey shuffled on inch thick mats forged from charcoal tinted rubber. She raised frustrated palms in front of olive green bicep elastic. "Wednesday, pleeease--" Hailey begged. "Let me-- help you!" Wednesday supported herself using elbows shrouded with raven black puffs. She glared at her friend's emerald irises below bangs like licorice candy. "Wednesdayyy--" Hailey retched while offering marinara laminated, knuckle segments. Wednesday shoved her friend's wrist clover against her vest charcoal, penny sutures. "Wednesday, p-leeease!" Hailey grated across frustrated voice streaks. "Let me-- HELP YOU!!" "Leave me ALOOONE!!" Wednesday shouted. Wednesday flattened canvas strapped palms beside the curves of her hips. She shoved charcoal shoulder silk away from tar cemented pebbles. Hailey watched her friend scramble to her feet. She situated tomato back pack harnesses beside a lace choker gripping her throat. Wednesday balanced on toes of black, latex boots. She formed skeleton finger fists beside a silk tube eclipsing her thighs. Raven black eyebrows flattened Wednesday's pale irises. Wednesday glared at Hailey's glasses lenses from the tops of her corneas. She flew into a rage. Rubber toe platforms and tapered heels stomped across slick pavement. Wednesday ratcheted silk arm fluffs on top of her chest. She rammed folded wrists against Hailey's pointed bustler coverings. Hailey secured her back pack's shoulder harnesses along the edges of her neck. She tightened ligaments supporting her denim wrapped calves and thighs. Wednesday shoved her friend's ribs. She stumbled on awkward platforms fastened below her latex boots. Wednesday wound up throwing herself to the ground. Hailey watched her friend collapse in front of her black, leather boots. Wednesday's hip and shoulder collided with a sheet of asphalt. Wednesday crumbled on top of porcelain kneecaps and nylon stranded breasts. Bison skin toes and canvas palms forced Wednesday to her feet. Wednesday swiveled on dense extrusions fastened to the soles of her boots. Wednesday's silk shrouded biceps hugged her ribs. Skeleton embellished digits extended from Wednesday's irritated wrists. Wednesday wrinkled the bridge of her tiny nose. She peeled ruby tinted mouth rims off of gritted teeth. "Do you think this is who I am?!" Wednesday squeezed between mashed incisors. "Do you think this is-- what I wanna do with my life?? Huh?!?" Hailey tilted irritated scalp flames between olive bundled shoulders. Heavy eyelids collapsed behind silicate plates surrounding Hailey's nose. Puffed facial curves evacuated hot breath between Hailey's gloss coated lips. "L-eeeave me alone!" Hailey's soot stranded chum shrieked. Wednesday uprooted licorice boots carrying batwing dress silk with skeleton digits. The sight of her sadistic bud casually seating poppy bag hoists made her blood boil. Wednesday rammed Hailey's trunk cola with pitch ulna puffs, toppling her heel stilts. Hailey watched her pitiful friend greet gravel with hip and shoulder, dress slate. Wednesday snarled between frustrated incisors and erected knee pearls above calf tar. "Do you-- think this is who I am?!" Hailey's pissy pal ejected from her hateful hulk. "Do you think this is what I wanna *do* with my life? Huh!?" Hailey tipped agitated scalp magma among scapula spinach and evacuated raging gasses. "Tell me you don't-- feel better," Hailey responded. Hailey balanced her pale chin and cheeks along tomato digits framing her throat. She searched her friend's frost tinted eye shutters. Hailey licked carnation tinted shellac glazing her lips. "Doesn't it feel-- better, now??" Wednesday forged a sarcastic smirk between her disgusted cheeks. She exhaled a hateful breath between arc shaped mouth rims. "Tell me you don't-- feeeel better," Wednesday's ginger hostess vengefully croaked. "Doesn't everything *feel* better, now??" Wednesday shriveled dumfounded precipice custard with disgusted speech cherries. "Awww, Gyahhd--" Wednesday groaned. Irrational puffs escaped Wednesday's ruby lips. "I don't-- feel any better!" Wednesday snapped. Wednesday stared at her friend's emerald irises. She shook irritated fingers beside raven shoulder puffs. "I don't feel any betterrr!!" Hailey inhaled frosty midnight gasses. She exhaled an impatient breath from puffed cheeks. "I don't feel-- anything--" Wednesday grumbled. Wednesday searched her friend's jade eye facets. She wiggled raven spotted digits in front of furious biceps. "ANY-MORE!!" Hailey searched her friend's agitated facial features. Wednesday looked at pitch cemented pavement. She swirled reckless digits in front of crow tinted chest fishnet. "You and Lloyd--" Wednesday snarled. "That girl Allie--" Wednesday exhaled infuriated puffs between tightened chompers. "You're FREAKS!!" Wednesday's shivering vocal chords expelled. Wednesday glared at Hailey's emerald irises. She huffed, angrily. "YOU'RE ALL FREEEAKS!!" Hailey watched her friend heave hateful breaths like an angry grizzly bear. Wednesday squeezed shallow puffs between gritted teeth. Wednesday's cheeks, lips, and eye flaps felt like they were submerged in soda water. Hailey glided her tongue across menthol wax coating her lower lip. She swallowed nervous spit. "Ahh, Gahhhd--" the revolted minx joylessly snarked. "I don't-- *feel* any better." Wednesday prodded emerald facets imbuing her deluded buddy's oblong vision crystal. "I don't feel any behh-tter!" Hailey capsized irritated eye jade and expelled annoyed gasses from carnation lips. "*I* don't feel an-y-thing-- ANY-MORRRE!!" Hailey observed her friend's skeleton fingers grating chest ivory and tarmac fishnet. "You and Lloyyyd-- that girl Allieee-- You're all FREEEAKS!!" Wednesday direly spat. "Youuu-- regret coming out h--?" "Do youuu-- regret coming out with--?" "Yes," Wednesday thoughtlessly interrupted. Hailey studied her friend's hate filled eye shutters. She inhaled a careful breath. "yyYes," Hailey's feral chum snapped. Hailey scanned Wednesday's frosty ocular shutters and siphoned a cautious breath. "You think-- me and Lloyd should've just--" "Do you think me and Lloyd should've just--" "Yesss!!" Wednesday shrieked. Wednesday's skeleton fists battered her silk skirted hips. Hailey squeezed her lace strapped neck using tomato tinted back pack harnesses. Hailey's flame filamented scalp toppled between her shoulder blades. Her emerald eye shutters searched points of cosmic light spotting an indigo canopy. Wednesday studied her friend's moonlit throat. She glanced at Lloyd. Lloyd balanced on soles of sloppy sneakers a couple of feet behind his girlfriend. He folded his pale arms on top of lemon, raspberry, ivory, and charcoal chest bands. Glints from Lloyd's charcoal pupil adjusters showed between espresso forehead strands. Wednesday inhaled cool, nighttime air through her tiny nostrils. Skin flaps brushed with brass eye makeup covered Wednesday's pale irises. Wednesday exhaled a shaky breath between mouth rims stained with ruby beeswax. She showed Lloyd shivering palms covered with raven tinted canvas. "Take-- meee--" Wednesday puffed between raspberry stained oral flaps. Wednesday uncovered teal eye shutters. She slopped skeleton embellished fingers in front of her satin sheathed stomach. "Take me home," Wednesday instructed. Wednesday dangled canvas sutured fingers beside silk ruffles shrouding her hips. "Just fuckinggg-- take me home." Wednesday swirled on rubber mats attached to latex boots. She folded raven arm puffs on top of fishnet bundled tits. She stomped towards Lloyd's Cammy. "YES!!" Wednesday furiously boasted. Hailey sawed licorice throat lace with tomato straps and searched cosmic light dots. Wednesday examined her vacant friend's moonlit throat velvet and glanced at Lloyd. Hailey's glum boyfriend stacked raspberry peck stripes and flaunted murky eye glints. "Take me-- home, Lloyd," the frustrated princess vacuously instructed. Wednesday swirled graphite skirt ruffles above pitch boots and stalked Lloyd's Cammy. "Just fuckeeeng-- take me home." Chapter 10: "Sentimental Value" Fluffs like camel hair hung from a gash adorning a strip of bourbon tinted canvas. Scotch sprouts dangled from a two and a half inch tear splitting a vertical strap. The frayed belt section was suspended from a plastic hoop the color of caramel. Cornflower blue shutters focused frustrated pupils on a tan seat belt mount. Sunken irises peeked from quarter sized ports above silver mustache bristles. Strands like mirrors were slicked from a crinkled forehead to rear scalp hair buds. Officer Harris' irritated face erupted from the collar of a navy blue dress shirt. Harris' lower lip dropped from a canopy of chrome push broom bristles. Harris' cornflower eyes scanned tan frays exiting Moore's caramel seat belt mount. Officer Harris poised stranded chrome connecting forehead crimps and rear scalp buds. Sturdy biceps packed Malley Police, emblem canaries lining Harris' blueberry sleeves. The angry droid grated navy blue tie silk adjoining his silver nametag and badge. He tilted sunken ocular ports and zinc lip bristles departing indigo collar points. "MOOOoorre!!" Officer Harris wailed. Detective Moore's wrinkled face swiveled above a silk collar rim like lemonade. Rust and silver scalp coils danced above Moore's leathery forehead and cheeks. Margarita wads dangling from Moore's shoulders swooped beside coffee shrouded hips. Irises like coal stared across a slick dome coated with chocolate automotive paint. Detective Moore gazed into Officer Harris' agitated eye shutters. Toes of sloppy, charcoal dress shoes swiveled along points of tar glopped pebbles. A tie like a strand of peanut butter swooped between the edges of Moore's coat. Detective Moore shrugged. A silver badge and nametag were pinned beside Officer Harris' indigo neckwear. Irises like tarnished pennies stared between silver hair bud fences. Officer Harris shook his head. "You said 'tomorrow'. You told me 'I'll take care of it, tomorrow'. Remember?" Detective Moore squinted. Crevices like sidewalk cracks escaped the corners of Moore's tar shaded eyes. "Moorrre!!" the sloppy detective's insufferable sidekick wailed. Moore swiveled facial leather and rusty noggin coils above starched collar lemonade. The startled gumshoe presented margarita coat wads and a peanut butter neck pendulum. He settled pebble tar with charcoal shoe scraps breaching rims of espresso trousers. He greeted Harris with pupil pitch above his car's chocolate roof paint and shrugged. "You said 'tomorrow'," Detective Moore's agitated accomplice grumbled. "You *told* me-- 'I'll take care of it, tomorrow'. Remember??" Detective Moore pleated bewildered temple pudding framing his glitzy optic graphite. "What're you goin' on about *now*, Harris?" Detective Moore responded. Harris lifted a muscular bicep and forearm strapped with blueberry tinted wool. He pointed through a rhombus shaped frame above Moore's passenger side door. "What're you goin' on about *now*, Harris?" the loopy inspector prodded. "You *know* what I'm talking about, Moore!" Harris shouted back. "I'm talking about that-- damn-- death trap you're driving around!" Detective Moore tilted a crinkled face supporting curious irises like tar drops. He searched below chocolate tinted roof paint eclipsing his driver's side door. He spotted bourbon stained frays dangling from his seat belt's chest strap. Fluffs like rust coated caterpillars climbed Detective Moore's wrinkled forehead. "You KNOW what I'm talking about!" Harris belted while flaunting Moore's window port. "I'm talking about that-- damn-- death trap you're driving around!!" Detective Moore spotted bourbon harness sprouts and sprang amber brow caterpillars. "Awww--" Moore groaned. The heel of Detective Moore's palm collided with a flesh staircase above his eyes. Wrinkled finger shafts gripped silver and bronze curls poking out of Moore's scalp. "You mean the seat belt." Detective Moore hoisted his thoughtful face above the ceiling of his Cutler. He lifted digits like stacks of vanilla pudding in front of his shoulders. "You're right, Harris," Moore responded. "I forgot all about that." Harris rested his elbows along ivory tinted paint protecting his driver's side door. He glared at Detective Moore's coal shaded irises. "Aww--" the feeble sleuth groaned before popping forehead pudding with palm steak. "You mean the seat belt." Detective Moore examined Officer Harris' solemn face and offered humble digit grubs. "You're right, Harris. I forgot all a-bout that." "You crotchety, old bastard," Officer Harris snapped. "Drive that-- hunk o' shit over to the body shop and get it fixed!" Moore lowered his rust coated scalp between margarita shrouded shoulders. He showed Harris an apologetic palm. "You crotchety, old bastard," Harris snarked while bracing his ivory driver door. "Drive that-- hunk o' shit over to the body shop and get it FIXED!!" "Alright, Harris--" Detective Moore grumbled. Moore looked up. "As soon as I get a chance." Officer Harris' face swiveled above a blueberry collar as stiff as craft wood. "All-riiight, Harris--" Moore snarled while showcasing apologetic hand meat. "As soon as I get a chance." "Nuh-uhhh--" Harris snarled. "Noww-wuh." Harris pointed between drops of tar spotting Moore's corneas. "You take it in-- right-- now." Officer Harris sank into vinyl tufts padding his driver's seat. His cornflower irises stared at Detective Moore's pitch stained eye shutters. "I'm serious! You-- are gonna get yourself *killed* driving that thing around." Moore stared into Harris' pale, blue eyes. He poked his cheek with the tip of his tongue. "Nuh-uhh-- Noww-wuh," Officer Harris instructed before parading a stern index finger. "*You* take it in, right-- nowww--" The righteous cadet scanned Detective Moore's pitch peepers with vision larkspurs. "I'm ser-i-ous! You're gonna get yourself *killed* driving that thing around." "On my way there, Harris," Moore grumbled. Officer Harris glared at a leathery face like an old catcher's mit. He shook his head. He reached behind a steering wheel like a hoop made of licorice. He started his vehicle's engine. An ivory cabin sandwiched between soot tinted front and rear ends drove away. Blueberry and cherry stained containers shrouded Harris' quartz tinted roof. Silicate frames shaped like paper towel rolls emerged from a stainless steel divider. Officer Harris drove a police cruiser towards the edge of Glory High's parking lot. Fingertips spotted with cherry red nail polish collected along an oak plane. Cardinal capped digits the color of limestone shoved a thick door out of the way. Olive green, charcoal, ivory, cheddar, and pumpkin tinted stripes descended from knuckles like desert sand. Striated sweater cuffs diverted streaked shoulder fleece to horizontal chest bands. Flame curtains bordered pale cheeks and aortic flesh escaping a raven neck rim. Emerald eye shutters searched latitudinal silicates between magma hair fluffs. Salmon tongue flesh glided between velvet lips coated with carnation pink gloss. Thighs, knees, and calves bound in raven nylons sank into necks of queso maryjanes. Zinc plated fasteners sutured charcoal skirt ruffles in front of slender upper legs. Femur dermis strapped with charcoal stockings wandered below velvet drapes. Vinyl like dandelion pedals shackled soot shrouded insteps hauling neoprene mats. Birch digits evading olive rims shifted tomato red harnesses along striped deltoids. Cherry spotted fingers situated a poppy tinted book bag between scapula striations. Rubber heel and toe platforms carried nylon bridled ankles onto a sidewalk square. The inner surfaces of Hailey's fingertips separated from a wooden door surface. "On my way there, Harris," the stubborn investigator nearly interrupted. Moore's critic shook his head, then searched steering graphite and started his car. Harris launched cocoa stowage and cabin cream flaunting cherry and blueberry strobes. Rubies clawing Hailey's olive, cola, dairy, queso, and mango fleece skidded door oak. Nylon soot leg arcs piloted lofty maryjane lemons under studded asphalt skirt velvet. The ginger minx skimmed long lenses spanning scalp flames and lapped speech bismuth. She situated tomato back pack hoists with knuckle pine and followed cement squares. Citrus and claret clouds packed sky slate above Glory High's crimson entrance bricks. Plasma quartz initiated howls like tumbling boulders by scorching poppy cloud peaks. Hailey swept rose fired cheeks with hair peach and surfed temple brass with eye jade. Hailey saundered between departing high school peers. A sea of evening clouds rolled above crimson bricks forming Glory High's entrance. Claret and tangerine cumulus crests escaped a ruby and graphite canopy. Hailey's pale cheeks, forehead, and chin reflected solar rays like fruit punch. Salmon reflecting facial extents swiveled below a canopy of apricot filaments. Hailey's emerald irises surfed silicate ocular panels between gold plated dowels. Sherbet scalp fluffs battered Hailey's velvet, radiation speckled cheeks. Plasma ribbons like quartz escaped cumulus tufts above Hailey's carrot tinted locks. Points of free flowing ions forged jagged channels connecting crimson cloud peaks. Howls like tumbling boulders agitated sparse atmospheric gasses. An oak door Hailey released wandered away from crimson mud blocks beside the exit. Ivory facial extents reflecting cardinal rays emerged from a slick, wood covering. Pupils between frosty, blue shutters stared below points of raven black bangs. Crow tinted curtains framed pale cheeks surrounding a narrow chin. Somber lips coated with ruby red beeswax flattened below the tip of a tiny nose. A slender neck like buttermilk emerged from a silk border the color of coal. Coffee and cream bands descended curves of tiny breasts and a trim stomach. Biceps and wrists strapped with espresso and coconut stripes squeezed striated ribs. Fingertips spotted with raven black acrylic flattened along crimson wall blocks. A waist suspending wide legged jeans escaped a crop top canopy. A chrome plated button fastened charcoal stained denim in front of a tiny navel. Asphalt tubes the width of water pales descended lifeless thighs and calves. A black, leather toe point escaped the rim of a bucket shaped pant leg. A wafer padding matching footwear rested along bricks beside a denim shrouded kneecap. A cocoa and milk striped calf escaped cow hide instep forms like charcoal. Waxed twine like extruded tar sutured slick patterns over heel and instep striations. A stocking streaked ankle disappeared below the base of a denim chute. Black and white shoulder blade bands rested on top of blueberry book bag denim. Indigo jean harnesses squeezed striped deltoids against concealed text containers. Ivory bicep, breast, and ankle stripes repeated strawberry and tangerine radiation. Hailey searched coal, amber, and gold keratin poking out of rear facing scalps. Hailey's pale face swiveled below peach, sweet potato, and carrot filaments. Hailey looked above olive, charcoal, ivory, cheddar, and pumpkin shoulder stripes. She spotted her friend hovering beside oak doors protecting Glory High's entrance. Wednesday looked like shit. Hailey wondered if her friend would ever look colorful and lively again. Wednesday's pale irises stared out of flattened eyelid canopies below raven bangs. Her lifeless pupils studied neon orange and claret reflecting cloud puffs. Hailey's emerald ocular ports admired Wednesday's teal eyes through crystal panes. Hailey licked menthol flavored gloss coating her lips. Entry wax pared wine baked face curd bedding Wednesday's tarmac bangs with pupil ice. Neck custard above milk and coffee rib marks braced her dire lip rubies and nose pea. Licorice talons breaching the grim vixen's wrist streaks grated apple wall blocks. Button chrome secured skillet jean cannons along navel snow exiting crop top streaks. Twine tar wove angular pitch framing maple ankle stripes and roosting campus mortar. Juniper bag denim nested periodic flank porcelain repeating strawberry radiation. Hailey sifted stranger keratin before spotting her shady chum past autumn bicep rays. She adored her friend's Neptune irises scouring neon clouds below glum brow drapes. Hailey skimmed vision aids and mourned the loss of her buddy's former, bubbly self. "Wednesday?" Hailey called. Wednesday's dejected pupil adjusters focused blankly below mascara coated lashes. Wednesday didn't budge. Hailey gazed at strawberry glints collecting along her friend's pale cheeks. She inhaled a sharp breath. "Wednesday!" Hailey exclaimed. Wednesday stared at puffs like watermelon flesh drifting across the sky. Indigo stained eyelids collapsed in front of Wednesday's frost tinted irises. Makeup brushed ocular flaps drifted apart. Wednesday's pale eye shutters stared into her friend's emerald peepers. Hailey watched Wednesday above her autumn striped shoulder. She swallowed rubbery spit. A neoprene exclamation point shoved Wednesday's foot away from crimson bricks. Rubber soles below shiny, leather sculptures carried leg drapes across jade grass. Pockets fashioned from raven black denim began below Wednesday's lower cheeks. Rear jean storage compartments were sutured along ivory tinted, pant leg stitches. Bases of back leg stash slots were secured behind Wednesday's kneecaps. A crimson orb adorned the lower, right corner of Wednesday's right hand pocket. Ivory stained silk spelled "DEATH" along an ellipse forged from rose tinted thread. An image resembling a skull was crafted using cornflower and silver dyed strands. Claret fibers were arranged like a pointed shroud surrounding a mournful precipice. Wednesday parked pinhole spotted footwear beside toes of daffodil maryjanes. She balanced cannon cloaked leg segments beside her friend's raven stockings. She folded coffee and cream striped biceps and forearms on top of her tiny tits. Wednesday's teal eye shutters searched strawberry and tangerine reflecting clouds. Quartz discharges exited claret vapor extrusions and carved jagged pathways. "wwWednesday?" the ginger dutchess warmly pried. Hailey probed comatose pitch fanning Wednesday's ocular teal and awaited a response. "Wednesday!" Hailey's woeful comrade folded indigo eye flaps, then faced her friend's optic gems. She launched exclamation mats and carried graphite leg drapes across jade foliage. Roomy, rear pocket asphalt spanned Wednesday's knees and lower hem, suture coconut. Azure and silver knitted a skull among shroud claret topping ivory "DEATH" digits. Wednesday parked shoe hide pinholes beside her friend's daffodil instep bridles. She folded cookies and cream ulnas and observed canopy pearl carving jagged pathways. "...i haaate a-days..." Wednesday forced out of ruby stained lips. Hailey's colorful face watched her friend's chalky cheeks above her right shoulder. Hailey filled her lungs with cool, damp air. She exhaled a long breath between oral rims coated with carnation tinted gloss. "...we have-- psychology togetherrr..." Wednesday squeezed through exhausted vocal striations. While Wednesday searched tomato cloud fluffs, crackles pierced humid gasses. Wednesday's pale face swiveled above cocoa and buttermilk shoulder stripes. Licorice filaments battered Wednesday's soft cheeks. Shutters like sea ice gazed at Hailey's emerald irises. Wednesday exhaled an icy breath between lips frosted with ruby red glaze. "...and then-- i don't see you allll dayyy..." Wednesday groaned. Saline droplets escaped the outer corners of Wednesday's pale, blue eyes. Hailey observed hapless tears soaking her friend's claret refracting cheeks. Hailey detected ocular fluids collecting along her lower eyelids. Her gloss coated lips wiggled the lower half of her pale face. Hailey lifted an olive, charcoal, ivory, cheddar, and pumpkin fleeced limb below Wednesday's chin. "I hayyyte A-days--" Hailey's humdrum chum passed between ruby stained mouth seams. "We have psychology togetherrr--" Wednesday checked summit crackles above her shoulder, then sifted Hailey's eye kale. "Then, I don't see you all dayyy--" the sour queen croaked while extruding hot tears. Saline overflowing Wednesday's optic points caused Hailey's lower eyelids to flood. "Wednesdayyy--" Hailey groaned. Hailey glided cherry capped digits down raven strands tickling her friend's cheek. Wednesday squeezed sopping wet, mascara coated lashes together. Her cream tinted chin collapsed along espresso and milk bands streaking her chest. Wednesday teetered on toes of pointed, leather shoes. Wednesday's saline soaked cheek sank into autumn swirls blanketing Hailey's chest. Wednesday strapped soot and parmesan spiraled limbs around her friend's ribs. Hailey wrapped pumpkin spiced biceps and wrists around Wednesday's slender neck. Lime peel, graphite, pearl, queso, and apricot sweater bands folded above blueberry back pack denim. Hailey crushed magma temple fluffs on top of her friend's raven scalp strands. She grazed pin shaped follicles shrouding Wednesday's rear hair line. Hailey's crimson spotted fingertips stroked velvet hide protecting Wednesday's neck. "You still got some algebra homework?" Hailey requisitioned. "Wends-dayyy--" the ginger fox wrangled from quivering lip bismuth. Hailey soothed raven strands tickling her friend's cheek porcelain with rosy talons. Wednesday tipped leather shoe points and nested her mate's pumpkin spice arm stripes. "You still got-- algebra homework?" Hailey polled while nuzzling her pal's scalp tar. "Yeahhh--" Wednesday groaned from claret stained lips. Hailey crushed her friend's slender deltoids using her upper arms and wrists. "yyYeah--" Wednesday wrangled from disgusted speech claret. Hailey wrung her friend's pillowy bicep stripes among blueberry back pack denim. "Okay," Hailey responded. "Let's find Lloyd. And, we'll go back to your house." Tar shutters observed tangerine and raspberry cloud crests navigating a pitch canopy. Crimson vapor refractions traversed graphite irises below rust and silver shavings. Elliptical pits forged above leather cheeks pointed coals at approaching footsteps. Detective Moore's banana pudding precipice gazed above lemonade collar flaps. Moore straightened wrists and biceps draped with margarita soaked sleeve wads. Slender oral rims formed a smirk below crinkles splitting Moore's facial extents. Moore glided fingers like stacks of canned cheese across a camel tinted neck tie. Detective Moore's corneal tar droplets followed raven black, denim leg curtains. Charcoal stained leg chutes climbed Wednesday's thigh curves and hugged her hips. Sparkling toes of black leather footwear escaped wandering jean cuffs like cannons. A sliver of Wednesday's pale stomach peeked below the canopy of a striped crop top. Arms wrapped in coffee and cream bands swung tar spotted digits beside shifting hips. Erratic wind gusts slammed raven black fluffs against Wednesday's velvet cheeks. Eye shutters like sea ice stared lifelessly below points of licorice bangs. A book sack forged from blueberry denim hopped on espresso streaked shoulder blades. Legs bundled with soot tinted hose extended from necks of daffodil maryjanes. Nylon strapped thighs and calves cycled vinyl armored insteps across fresh asphalt. A black, velvet skirt sutured with seven brass snaps dangled from a trim waist. Arms draped in olive, charcoal, ivory, cheddar and pumpkin sweater fluffs swooped beside felt hip ruffles. Cherry spotted digits situated tomato stained harnesses beside autumn striped tits. Apricot strands rode humid currents beside cream cheeks reflecting strawberry rays. Emerald irises employed silicate panels facing Detective Moore's chocolate Cutler. Hailey studied a reflection of Moore's wrinkled face resembling stretched taffy. Lips coated with carnation gloss forged a cautious smile between Hailey's cheeks. Somber mouth rims soaked with ruby red beeswax scorched Wednesday's pale face. Wednesday glanced at her friend's colorful precipice from the corners of her eyes. "Well, let's find Lloyd and go back to your house," Wednesday's keen lackey conjured. Crimson cumulus refractions swarmed Detective Moore's molasses optical droplets. The curious snoop spotted the girls above collar lemonade and forged a warm smirk. Hair java sloshed Wednesday's grim cheek cream above bag denim beating scapula marks. A pasty stomach sliver overlooked charcoal leg chutes riding leather foot pitch. Nail rubies rocking lime, soot, ivory, and pumpkin fleece situated tomato rib straps. Slate nylon leg arcs cycling lemon maryjane platforms swam brass buttoned skirt cola. Hailey sifted hair lava sailing humid gusts and ogled Moore's taffy-face, roof image. Wednesday observed her friend forming a cautious smile from points of uneasy peepers. "...hailey, what the fuck?..." Wednesday squeezed out of raspberry oral flaps. Hailey crushed canvas shoulder straps between pale digits escaping striped sleeves. "...hailey-- what the fuck?..." the grim vixen snuck past raspberry mouth flaps. "...fuck if *i* know..." Hailey forced between menthol glossed teeth coverings. Curious feet carried black leather scraps below cuffs of coffee tinted slacks. Detective Moore stopped beside a chrome plated railing protecting his rear fender. "...fuck if *i* knowww..." Hailey surreptitiously grumbled across menthol lip gloss. Detective Moore paddled coffee slacks and tarmac shoe scraps beside rear bumper zinc. "Those are sooome pants, Ms. Williams," Moore commented. Detective Moore hugged lemonade stomach wrap using margarita cloaked arm segments. He rested an elbow strapped with pickle juice fabric across his knuckles. Wrinkled digits extending from Moore's trench coat sleeve stroked his chin. "Those are really great!" The girls stopped beside Detective Moore's back end bumper. Wednesday molded ruby stained lips into the shape of a nervous grin. "Those are suhhm pants, Ms. Williams," the bubbly gumshoe curiously shared. Moore hugged ab lemonade and gripped margarita elbow canvas while stroking his chin. "I mean-- those are really great!" Wednesday joined her ginger chum below Moore's face mousse and molded a nervous grin. "Thaaanks--" Wednesday groaned. "They're called-- 'DEATH' jeans." Moore squinted. Seams like sidewalk cracks extended from the corners of Detective Moore's eyes. "Thayynks--" Hailey's joyless comrade vacantly conjured. "They're called 'DEATH' jeans." Detective Moore crumpled temple pudding framing optic charcoals with sidewalk cracks. "'Death'?" Moore repeated. "Like-- 'death' death??" An exhausted chuckle escaped Wednesday's raspberry oral seals. Wednesday licked her lips. "'Deahhth'?" the captivated investigator ominously croaked. "Like-- 'death' death??" "It stands forr--" Shutters like sea ice wandered to the upper corners of Wednesday's eyes. Wednesday's ocular caverns wrinkled. "Somethinggg--" Emerald irises studied Moore's thoughtful precipice using Hailey's glasses lenses. "It sta-ahhnds for-- sometheeeng--" Wednesday huffed during reflective chuckles. Hailey studied Moore's hazy precipice pleats across vision aids using emerald irises. "Ditch Emotion And Trust Honor," Hailey explained. Drops of tar crept towards the right ends of Detective Moore's eyes. Moore gazed into Hailey's jade faceted ocular ports. Fluffs like rust and silver coated caterpillars climbed Moore's forehead wrinkles. Detective Moore pointed beside his lips. "Ditch Emotion And Trust Honor," the cardomom princess victoriously recalled. Moore ascended forehead wrinkles with caterpillar rust and flaunted pointer crumples. "Ditch Emotion--" Moore repeated. Moore directed his index finger in front of lengthy mouth coverings. "And Trust Honor--" Detective Moore extended crinkled finger shafts beside his cheeks. "Well, wudda you knowww--" Hailey folded sweater fleeced wrists and biceps on top of her chest. "Ditch Emotion-- And Trust Honor--" the diligent gumshoe curiously reflected. "Well, wudda you knowww--" Hailey nested antsy jugs with kale, coal, ivory, cheddar, and pumpkin wrist fleece. "I take it you-- haven't found my mom, yet?" Detective Moore gazed into Hailey's emerald irises. He shook his head. "I take it you haven't found my mom, yet?" the ginger fox fumbled past mouth bismuth. "Uhhh-- no, Ms. Hollowayyy--" Moore groaned. Detective Moore glided finger wads between rust and silver coils coating his scalp. "You knowww-- I've been awful busy these past few days--" Hailey tightened canvas back pack harnesses along the edges of her buttermilk neck. She nodded. "Uhh-- no, Ms. Holloway," Detective Moore conceded while clawing peppery scalp coils. "You know, I've been awful busy these past few dayyys--" Hailey kinked aorta buttermilk with tomato shoulder canvas and rocked oatmeal cheeks. "I read about-- a bunch of kids at the Main Street water tower this morning," Hailey remarked. White noise escaped a portable speaker near the middle of Moore's front seats. "I read about-- some kids at the Main Street water tower, this morning?" A portable speaker between Detective Moore's front seats emitted sudden white noise. "...detective moore?..." a woman's voice requisitioned. "...this is westin. are you close by?..." A polyurethane driver squeezed a puff of electrical snow through plastic pin-holes. Copper and platinum fluffs climbed a skin staircase above Moore's eye sockets. "...detective moore?..." a lady's voice gushed. "...this is westin. are you close by?..." The stout investigator surmounted a crown staircase with copper and zinc brow fluffs. "Uhhh-- yes, Ms. Holloway," Detective Moore responded. Moore reached above scotch tinted vinyl covering his driver's side window sill. "I'm also collaborating on *that* case--" Detective Moore dragged a polystyrene box the size of a hot dog onto his seat. He hoisted a charcoal case past a rhombus shaped frame above his driver's door. A rubber stick as big around as a drinking straw poked out of a petroleum sculpture. Moore's thumb squeezed a long switch extending from a plastic device. Detective Moore hoisted a grill like licorice candy in front of his long lips. "Yeah, this is Moore," Detective Moore exhaled into a microphone. "I'm riiight on top of you." Moore released a doorbell button covering a momentary contact. A shriek like a frantic puppy escaped Detective Moore's walkie talkie speaker. Moore's panicked precipice yanked rusted hair fluffs away from his crinkled fingers. Detective Moore stared at Hailey's emerald eye shutters. He blinked. "Ohh, myyy--" Moore groaned. "You think she heard me just now?" Detective Moore mashed a long switch using the opposable digit of his right hand. He dangled a plastic grill in front of his chin. "Uhh-- yes, Ms. Holloway," Moore responded while reaching across vinyl door scotch. "I'm also collaborating on *that* case--" The courteous gumshoe poised graphite transmitter pin-holes beside his lengthy lips. "Yeah, this is Moore. I'm riiight on top of you." Moore's radio discharged a frantic shriek, causing him to flap startled ocular caps. "Oh, myyy--" the jolted sleuth cooed. "You think she heard me just now?" Detective Moore lifted drinking straw antenna rubber by his lips and mashed a button. "Westin?" Moore requisitioned. Detective Moore released a button underneath his dominant palm's thumb. He listened for a few seconds. He squeezed a polystyrene trigger. "Officer Westiiin?" Detective Moore hummed. Moore listened for a response. He shrugged. Detective Moore tossed his walkie talkie over the head rest of his driver's seat. He faced the girls. "Well, I tried," Moore remarked. Moore pointed at a gold plated dowel separating the lenses of Hailey's glasses. "*You* saw me, Ms. Holloway." Hailey smirked. Detective Moore glided his thumbnail across vanilla pudding covering his forehead. "You knowww-- we found those missing kids," Moore explained. Hailey and Wednesday studied Detective Moore's tar tinted irises. Hailey licked menthol flavored gloss coating her lips. "Westin?" Moore tenderly probed. "Officer West-ihhn?" Moore awaited a response before shrugging and tossing his walkie along the back seat. "Well, I tried. *You* saw me, Ms. Holloway." The scatterbrained investigator raked custard forehead crumples with his thumbnail. "You knowww-- we found those missing acquaintances of yours." Hailey scanned Detective Moore's diligent eye tar and lapped pissy speech bismuth. "You're talking about--" Hailey squinted. "Jennifer and Travis now, right?" Moore folded forearms blanketed in margarita trench coat fluffs on top of his chest. "You're back on-- Jennifer and Travis now, aren't you?" the joyless ginger demanded. "Uhhh, yes--" Detective Moore croaked. "We found traces of their friends-- Vicky and Paul." Moore's eyes shriveled the edges of his leathery face like an accordian. "We also found traces of Vicky's father-- Martin." Hailey stared at Detective Moore's crinkled eyes. She nodded. "We've been lookin' for him, too," Moore continued. "We were *wondering* what happened to him." Hailey flattened lime peel, graphite, quartz, queso, and tangerine wrists on top of her chest. She gripped a gloss coated lip between her teeth. She wrinkled jade ornamented eyes. "Uhh-- yes, Ms. Holloway," Detective Moore croaked while stacking canvas ulna cactus. Hailey hung autumn reaching stripes from hopeless joints and ejected agitated gasses. "We found traces of their friends Vicky and Paul. We also found traces of Vicky's father-- Martin Turner." Detective Moore's spicy visitor skimmed his eye crinkles and rocked antsy cheek pine. "We've been *lookin'* for him, you know? We were won-der-ing what happened to him." Hailey folded olive, cola, milk, and mango arm fleece, then gnawed lower lip bismuth. "You found-- *traces* of them?" Hailey inquired. Detective Moore pointed his fingers at pitch coated gravel below his sloppy shoes. "You found-- 'traces' of them?" the cardomom minx impatiently repeated. "In the pile of ashes," Moore explained. "Next to the fulgurites." A white flash illuminated scarlet and tangerine cumulus puffs. Detective Moore cracked his worn out cheeks using corners of squinting eye sockets. "*You* remember. We were talking about that just the other day?" Thunder compressed Hailey, Wednesday, and Moore's ear drums. Hailey's pale face nodded above pumpkin spice striations wrapping her chest and arms. "In a mountain of ash," Moore explained while pointing out his sloppy shoe scraps. "Next to the fulgurites." Ivory flashes searing scarlet and citrus cloud puffs prompted thoughtful eye pleats. "*You* remember about the fulgurites, right Ms. Holloway?" "Okay, riiight--" Hailey responded. "Yeah, I remember that." Detective Moore poked his cheek with his tongue. He nodded. "I re-MEM-berrr--" Hailey joylessly droned while thunder pounded her auditory canals. "Yep--" Moore explained. "We finally found enough teeth in that pile of ashes. And the tooth pulp proves it." Hailey searched Detective Moore's tar tinted irises. She wiggled her head up and down. She lifted cherry capped digits above folded forearms wrapped with striated fleece. "Yep-- We finally came up with some teeth," Moore reported while tonguing his cheek. "And, the tooth pulp proves it." Hailey sloshed magma temple drapes and flaunted cherry talons grating forearm fleece. "So-- you *found* them," Hailey remarked. Hailey rubbed olive, charcoal, ivory, cheddar, and pumpkin bands surrounding her biceps. "Okay, then." Wednesday studied claret radiation illuminating her friend's pale cheeks. She tapped bicuspids between ruby stained lips with a nail coated in raven acrylic. She motioned towards Detective Moore's tan neck wear using pitch spotted digits. "I'm very *happy* for you, Detective Moore," the cinnamon doe conceded. "I'd really like to know where my MOM iszz--" "Whyyy-- are you telling her this?" Wednesday inquired. Moore stared at Hailey's emerald eyes from seams between crinkled flesh flaps. He glanced at Wednesday's teal irises. "Why are you tel-ling her this??" Wednesday snapped using hateful lip rubies. Moore skimmed Hailey's eye emeralds before examining her grim sidekick's icy peepers. "You know-- I was just thinking about that fight the other day," Detective Moore replied. Wednesday's crow spotted fingertips pointed at Moore's lemonade shrouded chest. Wednesday rested birch tinted digits along cream dermis protecting her throat. She glared at Detective Moore's coal shaded pupil adjusters. "Well you know, I was just thinking about that fight the other dayyy--" "You mean-- Hailey and Jennifer?" Wednesday requisitioned. Moore stared at Wednesday's teal eye shutters. Moore's lips resembled a sly smirk. "Hailey and Jennifer's little hallway spat?" Wednesday haplessly interjected. Detective Moore regarded the fiery vixen's wiry ocular teal and forged a sly smirk. "Yes, Ms. Williams," Detective Moore responded. "That'd be the one." Wednesday gazed into Moore's deep, dark eyes. She slung irritated finger shafts beside licorice hair fluffs tickling her cheeks. "Yes, Ms. Williams," the towering gumshoe charmingly conceded. "That'd be the one--" "What the fuck does *that* have to do with anything?" Wednesday snapped. Detective Moore's rusted, caterpillar eyebrows crept away from his eye sockets. Moore squeezed long, slender lips together. "What the fuck does THAT have to do with anything??" the raven haired dame demanded. "Uhhh, Ms. Williams--" Detective Moore croaked. "With all due respect, I mean-- the question has to be addressed at some point." Wednesday extended her pale chin above her long, ivory tinted neck. She shuffled arms wrapped with espresso and cream stripes on top of her chest. She exhaled an impatient breath. "Uhh-- Ms. Williams," Detective Moore croaked under sprung brow fluffs. "With all due respect, I mean-- the question has to be addressed--" "This is bullshit," Wednesday responded. Eyebrows like carrot shavings lifted above Hailey's emerald eye shutters. Hailey inhaled a cool, humid breath between her gloss coated lips. "*This* is bull-shit," Wednesday blared while shuffling cream and espresso arm marks. "W-Wednesdayyy--" Hailey groaned. Slender, raven shaded eyebrows pointed down the bridge of Wednesday's nose. Wednesday pointed raven capped digits at Detective Moore's lemonade chest covering. "Wends-dayyy--" Hailey ominously groaned. "This is bull-shit!" Wednesday shouted. "*You* don't have to talk to this-- fucking pig!" Wednesday shook ivory nightcrawlers in front of espresso and milk streaked tits. "What-- just because that-- stupid slut pushed her into the lockers the other day??" Hailey studied tangerine sunlight grazing her friend's quartz tinted cheeks. She glanced at Detective Moore. "This is BULL-shit!" Hailey's rabid sidekick blasted while flaunting licorice talons. "*You* don't have to talk to this-- fucking pig! What-- just because that stupid slut pushed her into the lockers the other day??" Hailey scanned citrus sunlight scorching her friend's cheek quartz and faced Moore. "Well-- it *is* ridiculous," Hailey agreed. Moore stared at Wednesday's frosty irises. He searched Hailey's emerald eye shutters. Hailey shrugged. "I mean-- I was mad about what happened." Hailey shook her head. "I-I didn't want her-- dead." Detective Moore stared at jade facets attached to Hailey's corneas. He poked his cheek with his tongue. He patted margarita trench coat fabric hanging from his deltoids. He reached beside his hips. He mashed pickle juice curtains surrounding his waist. He inhaled a sharp breath between his long, thin lips. "It *is* pretty ridiculous," Wednesday's ginger companion entertained. "I mean-- I was mahhd about what happened. But, I didn't want her dead." Detective Moore sifted Hailey's optic jade and patted his margarita trench coat wads. "Do you happen to have a pen, Ms. Holloway?" Moore requisitioned. "I can't seem to find mine, today." Hailey guided arms blanketed in pumpkin spiced fleece through tomato shoulder straps. Strawberry spotted cream fingers dangled a canvas bag in front of Hailey's waist. Fingertips embellished with cherry red acrylic gripped a poppy stained zipper plate. Hailey dragged a separator between rows of steel teeth sealing a canvas sleeve. She slipped buttermilk digits between fabric panels the color of lady bug wings. Vortices scouring tarsal dermis grazed polished panels guarding Hailey's pistol grip. Hailey's mouth went dry. Her pale face evacuated its hemoglobin cargo. "Any pen'll do, Ms. Holloway," Detective Moore explained. Hailey looked up. Emerald slivers studied Moore's corneal tar drops from peaks of nervous eye sockets. Hailey's cautious fingers glided across loose staples and empty paper clips. A transparent writing instrument toppled out of Hailey's book bag storage space. The plastic well confinement hammered fresh pavement between Moore's scuffed shoes. Hailey exhaled a shaky breath. She rested tomato tinted book canvas beside maryjane caps forged from daffodil vinyl. She deposited nylon wrapped kneecaps on top of poppy stained periodical fabric. She snatched extruded petroleum grazing Moore's sloppy footwear and stood up. Hailey pointed a glittering pen cap like licorice candy at Moore's camel fur tie. Detective Moore studied a hexagonal ballpoint container like a crystal stick. A faceted turret poking out of quivering digits wiggled like gelatin dessert. Moore watched a polystyrene tower jiggling between Hailey's edgy knuckle extensions. He looked up. Hailey's sparkling, emerald irises stared back. Hailey gripped a shivering, gloss coated lip between apprehensive bicuspids. Hailey's trembling incisors recklessly fumbled menthol flavored mouth flesh. Hailey respirated a sharp puff. Detective Moore snatched Hailey's tomato soup back pack from her trembling fingers. Hailey crushed her ribs using biceps and wrists wrapped with striped sweater fleece. She curled strawberry tipped cream protrusions into trepidacious fists. "Do you have a pen, Ms. Holloway?" the fumbling investigator beseeched. "I can't seem to find mine, today." Hailey separated pumpkin limb spice from canvas hoists and split poppy storage teeth. She searched a pouch with ruby claws and grazed icy trim padding her mom's gun grip. "Any pen'll do, Ms. Holloway," Detective Moore mindlessly urged. Hailey scoured loose staples, then heard crystal writing facets strike Moore's shoe. She bedded tomato canvas with kneecap graphite and retrieved her troublesome quill. Detective Moore observed Hailey's nervous digit cherries offering shaky pen cap cola. He viewed Hailey nibbling grim speech menthol before snatching her tomato book bag. "D-Detective Moore?" Hailey forced between gloss coated oral rims. Moore ripped open a compartment sutured to the rear of Hailey's canvas book bag. He peeked inside. "D-Detective Moore?" the startled minx blubbered while tilling mournful palm birch. Moore scavenged Hailey's marinara writing compartment, then scanned her eye emeralds. "I'm not supposed to do this," Detective Moore explained. He looked up. "Not without a warrant." Detective Moore spun Hailey's back pack upside down. He wiggled poppy dyed fabric dangling from his wrinkle blanketed digits. Plastic pencils, ballpoint scribes, sticky notes, and rubber correctors toppled along soot tinted asphalt. Hailey's mom's nine millimeter pistol landed on top of mechanical graphite dispensers. Hailey stared at nickel plated chutes extending from her compact boot gun. Hailey's scalp tilted carrot filaments behind her slender, birch tinted neck. Magma filaments flowed between olive, charcoal, ivory, cheddar, and pumpkin shoulder blade sections. Flaps coated with copper pigmented eye shadow covered Hailey's emerald irises. Quartz fingers spotted with tar squeezed raven fluffs escaping Wednesday's temples. Wednesday's baby blue pupil facets wandered to the corners of her eyes. Wednesday studied raspberry and tangerine radiation scorching her friend's cheeks. "I'm not supposed to *do* this," the somber investigator remarked. "Not without a warrant." Moore strewed parking asphalt with graphite plastic, sticky notes, and eraser tulips. Nine millimeter pistol chutes toppled among Hailey's scattered, ballpoint scribes. Hailey bucked defeated scalp magma among lime, coal, quartz, and mango scapula bands. Wednesday clawed raven temple strands and scoured her friend's citrus sparked cheeks. "Awww God, Haileyyy--" Wednesday groaned. Detective Moore reached inside an opening separating his margarita stained coat. He extended a sheet of paper folded into thirds in front of Hailey's pale throat. Hailey's jade shutters studied wood pulp sections through oblong optical panels. Hailey looked at coal pennies fastened between Moore's crinkled eye sockets. "Aww Gahhhd, Hailey--" the grievous goth disgustedly croaked. Moore rifled his cucumber coat seam before flaunting tri-folded document cellulose. "That's why I went ahead and got one," Moore continued. "Just in case I needed it." Detective Moore secured Hailey Holloway's search warrant inside a coat pocket. "We found two nine millimeter slugs in a panel covering the automotive facility-- where we found Travis Griffin and Jennifer Rogers' remains," Moore explained. Detective Moore flattened arms blanketed in margarita curtains against his ribs. "The same building somebody burned to the ground with thermite a few nights earlier." Hailey hugged lime peel, slate, quartz, queso, and carrot stripes surrounding her chest. She stared at fresh pavement between daffodil vinyl cradling her toes and insteps. "That's why I went ahead and *got* one," the victorious gumshoe continued. "Just in case." Detective Moore secured Hailey Holloway's court document inside his coat pocket. "You know, we found two nine millimeter slugs in a panel outside the same buil-ding-- where we found Travis Griffin and Jennifer Rogers' remains--" "What's the point?" Hailey grumbled. "What difference does it make, now?" Wednesday followed cheddar and neon filaments dangling beside her friend's cheeks. She slung coffee and cream streaked biceps and wrists around Hailey's trim waist. Hailey's flame shrouded temple consumed licorice strands escaping her friend's scalp. Saline droplets plopped near the lower, right corners of Hailey's glasses lenses. Random ion channels like quartz manifested along edges of scarlet cumulus fluffs. Foreboding crackles disintegrated crisp, autumn air. Detective Moore folded in front of Hailey's nylon wrapped limbs and banana maryjanes. He snatched Hailey's dad's two shooter off a mountain of writing instruments. "What's the point?" Hailey revoltingly interrupted. "What difference does it make, *now*??" Wednesday crimped her cardamom comrade's waist with cookies and cream bicep marks. Hailey nested her friend's scalp licorice and dribbled vision aids with hot saline. Moore folded beside Hailey's banana maryjanes and snatched her dad's two shooter. "I found a gun case in your mom's closet the other day when we were searching-- the remains of your house on Cherry Lane," Moore revealed. "I did some research. I figured out-- she must've taken out your dad's old boot pistol at some point in time." Detective Moore studied flames pouring out of Hailey's scalp. "It was a nine millimeter weapon." Moore separated rifled shafts from slick palm coverings. He dangled twin barrels in front of withered nostrils. He inhaled from curious nasal cavities. He exhaled a satisfied breath. "Yep--" Detective Moore concluded. "That's been recently fired, alright." Moore snapped Hailey's mom's pistol together. Moore's tar tinted irises focused on magma filaments framing Hailey's facial features. "When we found nine millimeter rounds at that abandoned building with your classmates' remains, well--" Detective Moore sighed. "A judge agreed with me. He believed-- that maybe you took your father's gun and fired those two rounds." Hailey lifted her head, slightly. Hailey's fiery, emerald irises glared at Detective Moore below a canopy of fire. "I found an empty gun case in your mom's closet when we searched the house," Moore explained. "What was left of it, anyway. And, I did some research. I knew-- somebody must've taken out your dad's nine millimeter boot pistol at *some* point." The placid sleuth snapped rifled shafts and waved them beside withered nose spigots. "Yep-- that's been recently *fired*." Detective Moore sealed Hailey's mom's pistol and presented confident ocular coals. "When we found matching slugs near your classmates' remains, well-- The county judge agreed that maybe *you* could've fired those two rounds, Ms Holloway." Hailey seared the pleased inspector with eye limes embedding tangerine noggin drapes. "I don't have any cuffs, Ms. Holloway," Moore explained. "I wasn't expecting to arrest you, today. I don't even know-- if regulation hand cuffs would *fit* your little-- tiny wrists." Hailey's jade eye shutters stared above rims of rectangular lenses. Hailey zipped a canvas covering dangling from the rear of her tomato red back pack. She slung poppy pigmented harnesses over her pumpkin segmented biceps. She inhaled a sharp breath. "I don't have any cuffs, Ms. Holloway," Moore mindlessly droned. "I'm not sure they'd fit you, an-y-way." Hailey zipped a rear covering and collected poppy back pack harnesses along her ribs. "You mind if I ride up front with you?" Hailey inquired. "I get car sick when I ride in the back seat." Detective Moore wrangled an empathetic smile away from his long, slender lips. He motioned towards the passenger's end of his chocolate frosted Cutler. "Do you mind if I ride up *front* with you?" the spicy countess glumly probed. "I get car sick when I ride in the back seat." Moore tamped an adoring smile and acknowledged the rider's end of his copper Cutler. "That'll be just fine, Ms. Holloway," Moore conceded. Hailey huddled between her friend's cocoa and milk striped biceps and wrists. She squeezed Wednesday's espresso and cream striated shoulders between her arms. She nuzzled her velvet cheek along the edge of her friend's jaw line. "That'll be fine, Ms. Holloway," the condoling inspector conceded. Hailey wrung Wednesday's milked coffee biceps and nuzzled her jaw with cheek velvet. "...find lloyd..." Hailey whispered. "...ask him to take you home..." Hailey licked menthol flavored gloss coating her lips. "...don't walk by yourself. okay?..." Wednesday's pale face shivered against Hailey's birch tinted cheek flesh. Wednesday inhaled a frosty breath between ruby waxed lips. Tears dribbled out of the corners of Wednesday's eyes. "...find lloyd..." the ginger fox discretely shared. "...ask him to take you home. don't walk by yourself again, okay?..." Wednesday siphoned mortified gasses between saline trickles soaking her cheek curd. "...what're you gonna do??..." Wednesday rasped. "...what're you gonna *do*??..." Hailey's disgusted sidekick whispered. "...tsst--..." Hailey forced between defeated incisors. "...what *can* i do? i'm fucked. i gotta go with him..." Hailey carried her pale face away from her friend's slender throat. She glided cherry capped fingers down raven strands surrounding Wednesday's cheeks. She gazed into Wednesday's teal eye shutters. "...tell lloyd i love him..." Hailey remarked, softly. A painful breath escaped Wednesday's raspberry stained oral rims. Wednesday folded tiny digits spotted with tar in front of her sobbing lips. Hailey wandered beside her friend. She and Detective Moore plopped down along bourbon vinyl wrapping bucket seats. Moore ignited a V-8 engine. Wednesday noticed sets of vertical tail lights glow the color of tomato skin. Coverings like quartz flashed between poppy illuminated lamps. Detective Moore's chocolate brown Cutler drove away. "...what *can* i do, wednesday?..." Hailey quietly philosophized. "...i'm fucked. i have to *go* with him..." The neon minx sifted her buddy's eye teal and soothed raven keratin with ruby claws. "...tell lloyd i *love* him..." Wednesday passed a grim scoff and watched her friend join Moore among twin chair ale. She detected cylinders igniting before car cocoa blazed tomato lenses and drove away. A half dollar section of Hailey's pale forehead flattened along tinted window glass. Cheddar, sweet potato, and tomato strands were crushed underneath Hailey's skull. Emerald shutters behind oblong crystals gazed out of a transparent door covering. Automobile reflections wandered across the surface of Moore's passenger pane. Finger wrinkles dangled a two shot pistol above a plastic tray the color of scotch. Digits escaping a margarita coat sleeve lowered rifled barrels into a door shelf. Detective Moore's worn knuckle extensions released Hailey's dad's tiny firearm. Moore guided a bourbon tinted steering hoop in front of lemonade chest fabric. Moore's crinkled face emerged from pickle juice collar flaps surrounding tan neck wear. Detective Moore looked above champagne ruffles descending his broad shoulder. Moore's murky irises followed olive, charcoal, ivory, cheddar, and pumpkin sweater bands. Hailey's cream cheek rested along fleeced wrists folded across a scotch door panel. Velvet skirt ruffles like asphalt were fastened in front of nylon wrapped thighs. Calves shrouded in pitch stained elastic were stuffed underneath upper leg hose. Daffodil heel coverings fastened to maryjanes embraced Hailey's felt blanketed hiny. Detective Moore returned his attention to traffic passing his Cutler's front end. Window tint reflecting thick traffic mashed a half dollar area of Hailey's forehead. Glum emeralds searched oblong crystals between apricot and sweet potato cheek drapes. Moore seated a door shelf with twin barrels using finger folds exiting sleeve cactus. He checked kiwi bicep pleats while guiding steering ale by shirt corn and tie honey. Hailey nested lime, coal, ivory, cheddar, and pumpkin ulna stripes with cheek cream. She braced velvet hiny asphalt with graphite calf nylons and daffodil heel vinyl. "You're very smart, Ms. Holloway," Moore disclosed. Detective Moore checked a rectangular reflecting glass near his car's ceiling. "I meant that when I said it in the teacher's lounge the other day." Hailey lifted her creamy face off of sweater sleeves blanketing her forearms. She studied Moore's rust and silver scalp coils above autumn shoulder fleece. Hailey rolled her eyes. She squeezed cherry fingertips between nylon strapped ankles and queso shoe vinyl. Chocolate sole cushions pounded bourbon carpet fluffs beside Hailey's back pack. Stocking gripped insteps and lower legs dangled from knees crushing amber seat trim. Nail polish like strawberry flesh brandished between woven panty hose fibers. Hailey glided neoprene embroidered toes and plantar pillows over tomato book canvas. "I figured--" Detective Moore continued. "You got rid of most of the weapons you used to kill those kids." Moore licked long, thin lips spanning the lower half of his wrinkled precipice. "As well as your clothes-- rope-- tape--" A wise face sculpted from vanilla pudding rotated above Detective Moore's shoulder. "Those types of things." Tar droplets spotting Moore's corneas followed magma flowing down Hailey's neck. "But-- I wondered if you might keep your father's gun." Hailey squashed pale forehead flesh and lava filaments against frosty window glass. Quartz cumulus flashes illuminated the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Hailey glided sand paper oral flesh across menthol gloss coating her lips. She looked above lime peel, graphite, pearl, tangerine, and rum streaking her left deltoid. Detective Moore glanced at Hailey's jade pupil adjusters. He searched glass and painted steel racing past his chocolate frosted vehicle. "You're very smart, Ms. Holloway," Detective Moore shared while checking his mirrors. "I *meant* that when I said it in the teacher's lounge the other day." Hailey skimmed Moore's rust and silver scalp coils and capsized irritated eye jade. The pissy ginger pried lemon maryjanes and hammered carpet amber with chocolate mats. She grazed bag claret with foot felt and flaunted ruby talons breaching slate veils. "I figured you ditched *most* of the incriminating evidence: knives, incendiaries, rope and tape, old clothes-- THOSE types of things. But, I *wondered* if you might keep your father's old gun." Hailey checked fall bicep marks while quartz cumulus flashes sparked her optic aids. Moore skimmed Hailey's eye emeralds, then examined auto steel racing his car cocoa. "Sentimental value, right?" Moore requisitioned. Atmospheric crackles thumped Hailey and Detective Moore's ear drums. Emerald facets between flame curtains followed lemonade silk covering Moore's ribs. Jade slivers studied gold fluffs extending from Detective Moore's seat belt harness. Detective Moore inhaled a sharp breath between slender oral rims. "Why'd you do it, Ms. Holloway?" Hailey rotated wrists and biceps banded with fall colors in front of her chest. She sank into vinyl puffs the color of bourbon wrapping her seat. She shuffled nylon wrapped heels, arches, and digit ridges across her book bag. Moore glanced at stocking blanketed footsies brushing tomato red book canvas. He studied remnants of scarlet sun rays scorching Hailey's pale cheeks. "You know-- we've got security footage of you and your friend Wednesday at C.J. Nickell last weekend." Detective Moore faced forward. "I can clearly make out the two of you-- hiding from Travis and Jennifer and Vicky and Paul." Moore spotted glints of light reflecting from Hailey's silicate eye coverings. "This was the day after Tommy, Joe, Tatum, Gary and Ms. Goodwin were murdered at your school, Ms. Holloway." Hailey studied ancient cracks extending from the corners of Detective Moore's eyes. Moore gazed at Hailey's emerald eye shutters. Hailey swallowed nervous spit. She nodded. Detective Moore licked his long, thin lips. "Sentimental value, right?" Hailey relished canopy crackles while sifting amber belt frays gripping Moore's ribs. "Why'd you *do* it, Ms. Holloway?" Moore's ginger passenger situated pumpkin spice sleeves and bedded vinyl seat foam. She grated poppy bag linen with nylon arch soot and shared fading sun, cheek scarlet. "You know-- we've got security footage of you and Wednesday at C-J Nickell, last weekend? We can clearly see the two of you ducking and hiding from Travis and Jennifer and Vicky and Paul. This happened the day *after* Tommy, Joe, Tatum, Gary, and Ms. Goodwin were murdered at your school, Ms. Holloway." Hailey distracted Detective Moore's chattering face pudding with an agitated sigh. "I knowww you killed the majority of Travis and his friends, Ms. Holloway." Moore chuckled. "I *know* you did!" Hailey faced the road. She studied passing pavement and ivory tinted lane markers racing by Moore's hood. "I only wonder--" Detective Moore added. "How much your friends Wednesday and Lloyd helped you out." Moore glanced at Hailey's colorful face. "Hopefully, not at all!" Hailey glared at Detective Moore's crinkled precipice. "I knowww you killed the majority of Travis and his friends, Ms. Holloway." Detective Moore presented confident creases stacking lip arcs above his lemon collar. "I *know* it!" the tickled investigator belted during hapless chuckles. "I only wonder-- how much your friends Wednesday and Lloyd helped you out. Hopefully, not at all!" Hailey presented Detective Moore's beaming cornea molasses with vacuous ocular limes. "You'll have to figure that out on your own," Hailey exhaled from gloss sealed mouth rims. Detective Moore looked beside him. Moore's coal tinted irises followed Hailey's emerald eye shutters. "I guess you'll always won-der," Moore's cryptic passenger shared using lip bismuth. "Ohhh--" Detective Moore croaked. Moore studied traffic. He scanned Hailey's tangerine illuminted cheeks and found her jade pupil facets. "Is that so?" Hailey sank cream digits spotted with strawberry between nylon wrapped thighs. She lapped menthol beeswax lubricating her luscious lips. "Ohh-- is that so??" Detective Moore curiously croaked. "You can't-- shut-up about how smart you think I am," Hailey responded. "You have me pegged--" Hailey lifted a wrist and bicep wrapped in autumn themed sweater striations. She glided cherry capped fingers across cool cabin gasses. "As some kind of-- criminal mastermind." Hailey plopped cardinal embellished knuckle extensions along elastic, upper leg fibers. She shook philosophical digits in front of stripes wrapping her tiny tits. "You seem to believe-- you have me allll figured out." Hailey crushed bourbon pigmented seat vinyl using sweater striped shoulder blades. She hugged her chest using olive, charcoal, ivory, cheddar, and pumpkin banded forearms. "Now-- wudda *you* think?" Hailey leaned towards Detective Moore's end of the car. "Do you think I'm gonna *tell* you something-- that you haven't already proven to me?" Moore glanced at fiery emeralds between Hailey's copper brushed eyelids. He flipped a blinker switch beside a bourbon jacket framing his steering column. "You can't-- shut-up about how smart I am," Hailey joylessly droned. "You have me pegged for some, like-- criminal mastermind. You seem to have me allll figured out," the spicy doe grated while popping leg coal. "Let's say that's TRUE." Hailey pleated copper stained ocular flaps and shriveled disgusted nasal asparagus. "Let's say that *any* of that is true. Do you think I'm gonna TELL you something you haven't already proven to me??" "I'm guessing they tried to kill you," Detective Moore surmised. Hailey sank into her seat. She nuzzled her chest against the inner surfaces of her wrists and biceps. "I'm guessing they tried to *kill* you," Detective Moore brazenly aired. Hailey bedded scotch chair padding and nuzzled olive, soot, and pumpkin chest fleece. "Of course they tried to kill me," Hailey responded. Hailey faced forward. "Are you kidding me, or what?" Detective Moore steered into a different lane. He switched off his turn signal. "Of course they tried to kill me, Detective Moore," reluctantly stated. "Are you *kidding* me, or what??" "Where, Ms. Holloway?" Moore requisitioned. Detective Moore studied Hailey's colorful face. "Where did this happen?" Hailey guided disgusted taste buds across liquid menthol coating her mouth seals. "Where, Ms. Holloway?" the meticulous inspector demanded while switching lanes. "Where did *this* happen??" "Where do you *think*?" Hailey snapped. Moore smirked. He searched traffic and shook his head. "Where do you-- THINK?!" Hailey hatefully snarked. Detective Moore skimmed his cardamom passenger's fiery cheek pine and shook his head. "Ohhh-- probably the Church," Detective Moore mused. He glanced at the lenses of Hailey's glasses. "As you kids like to call it." Hailey glared at Moore's facial cracks above folded arms like rolls of hard candy. She rolled her eyes. "How does Vicky's dad fit into all of this?" Detective Moore inquired. Moore checked his rearview mirror. "Why is *he* missing?" Hailey glanced at panels below Moore's bourbon tinted steering wheel. A plastic stick the color of a tangerine peel pointed between tall, white digits. A quartz pigmented value beside the left edge of the Cutler's indicator read "80". A matching set of digits along the dial's right end read "85". Detective Moore searched Hailey's cream facial features and emerald eye shutters. He checked road. "Surely *he* didn't have anything to do with this," Detective Moore suggested. Hailey turned away and closed her eyes. She separated copper powdered flaps and gazed at Moore from the corners of her eyes. Detective Moore stared between jade facets. He faced forward. He exhaled a heavy breath from puffed cheeks below peeled ocular coals. "Wowww--" Detective Moore grumbled. Moore glanced at a reflective rectangle adorning the peak of his windshield. "Martin too, huh?" Detective Moore collected details from Hailey's colorful face. He licked his slender lips. "What about--" Moore looked into Hailey's emerald eyes. "How many of them sexually assaulted you, Ms. Holloway?" Detective Moore inquired. Hailey stared at irises like drops of tar. She inhaled damp air. "Ohhh-- probably the Church," Moore slyly mused while sifting Hailey's angular specs. "As you *kids* like to call it." Hailey glared above hard candy sleeve pickets, then uprooted agitated sight emeralds. "How does Vicky's DAD fit into this?" the mirror checking sleuth rigidly prodded. "Why is *he* missing??" Moore's clever rider noticed a mango stick grazing lofty digit quartz that read "80". "Surely, HE didn't have anything to do with this." Hailey tilted somber cheek birch and expelled mournful gasses across menthol gloss. "Wowww--" Moore passed between jolted mouth seams before probing his rearview mirror. "Martin too, huh?" The quizzical investigator sifted Hailey's grievous eye clovers across crystal aids. "How many of them sexually assaulted you, Ms. Holloway?" Detective Moore's colorful visitor scoured his vision coals and slurped humid air. "They-- They didn't *rape* me," Hailey explained. Rust and silver caterpillars climbed a flesh staircase forming Moore's forehead. "They didn't *rape* me," Hailey repulsively disclosed. "You weren't raped??" Detective Moore requisitioned. Moore followed jade slivers surrounding Hailey's pupils. "Joe and that guy Tommy didn't try to have sex with you?" Hailey shook her head. "N-No," Hailey responded. "Not Paul Snyder?" Moore inquired. "Not Gary Dodson or Travis Griffin?" Detective Moore studied passing automobiles through his driver's side window. "Not even Martin Turner?" Moore asked. "None of them??" Hailey searched Detective Moore's cracked, thoughtful precipice. Eyebrows like carrot shavings flattened the peaks of Hailey's emerald eye shutters. Hailey faced forward. She noticed raindrops collecting along the surface of Moore's windshield. Detective Moore swiveled surprised facial features poking out of his lemonade collar. He siphoned a sharp breath. "Boyyy--" Moore groaned. "This case-- is endlessly fascinating to me." Detective Moore licked his lips. "You know, I would've bet money one or two of those young men sexually assaulted you?" Hailey situated woven upper and lower arms on top of sweater chest stripes. Apricot brows lifted above Hailey's emerald eyes. "You weren't raped??" Moore questioned under sprung brow rust. "Joe and that guy-- Tommy we found slashed up in the bathroom didn't try to have sex with you?" Hailey focalized vacant ocular chlorophyll and oscillated limestone cheek velvet. "Not Paul Snyder?" Detective Moore persisted. "Not Gary Dodson? Not Travis Griffin?" The dubious inspector searched passing automobiles across his driver's side window. "Not even-- Martin Turner? None of them??" Hailey crumpled mango eye marks, then sifted raindrops spotting Moore's windshield. "Boyyy--" the puzzled gumshoe croaked. "This case is-- endlessly fascinating. You know-- I would've bet *money* one or two of those young men sexually assaulted you?" "They didn't-- rape me," Hailey insisted. Detective Moore studied lime rind, slate, quartz, queso, and orange peel stripes blanketing Hailey's ribs. "They didn't RAPE ME!" Hailey impatiently snarked. "Can you stop-- saying that??" Detective Moore scanned Hailey's lime, slate, ivory, queso, and citrus rib stripes. "So, who *did*?" Moore requisitioned. Jade facets shuffled between Hailey's copper stained eye flaps. Hailey looked towards the driver's end of Detective Moore's Cutler. She studied Moore's tar stained irises. "So, who dihhd?" Detective Moore dubiously persisted. Hailey drilled her meticulous chauffeur's pupil pitch and peeled disgusted incisors. "What-- makes you think I was raped?" Hailey inquired. Detective Moore stared at Hailey's emerald eye shutters. He inhaled a shallow breath. "What did I JUST SAY?!" "How about Larry Sloan?" Moore asked. Detective Moore checked the road. He returned his attention to his ginger haired passenger. "Maybe *he* sexually assaulted you." Hailey's pale face studied nylon wrapped thighs above knotted arm stripes. Hailey checked Moore's windshield. The rain was picking up. "You know Larry, right Ms. Holloway?" Detective Moore demanded. "Your mom was-- at least somewhat regular about seeing him." Precipitation coated Moore's front facing cabin glass. Detective Moore rotated a plastic stick poking out of his bourbon steering column. "Did you know-- we found traces of your mom's blood in Mr. Sloan's bed?" Moore requisitioned. Detective Moore studied magma pouring out of Hailey's scalp. He licked his lips. "Did you know that?" Hailey's head turned like a top. Fiery emeralds glared at Moore's crinkled face. "Maybe it was Larry Sloan," Hailey's torturous driver ominously broadcasted. "Maybe *he* sexually assaulted you." Hailey ceased grating leg nylon and sifted dire raindrops beating Moore's windshield. "You know Lar-ry, right Ms. Holloway? Your mom was-- at least SOME-what regular about seeing him??" The staunch inspector rotated a plastic blinker stick exiting his steering column. "Did you know-- we found traces of your mom's blood in Mr. Sloan's bed?" Moore prodded. "Did you KNOW that, Ms. Holloway--?" "Stop talking about Larry," Hailey warned. Detective Moore searched segmented lane dividers. "Stop talking about Larry," the ginger dutchess hatefully interrupted. "Apparently he liked to get pretty rough with her, sometimes," Moore added. "Apparently he liked to get pretty *rough* with her, sometimes--" "Shut *up*, mother fucker!" Hailey shouted. "Shut your fucking MOUTH!!" Hailey's jade eye shutters glared at Moore below downturned carrot shavings. Hailey squeezed hateful breaths between points of gritted incisors. Detective Moore studied Hailey's furious precipice. Hailey faced forward. She hugged olive, charcoal, ivory, cheddar, and pumpkin striped stomach fleece. She lowered autumn striped ribs on top of folded arm segments. She covered emerald irises using copper coated eyelids. She exhaled a shaky breath between mouth rims coated with carnation gloss. Moore followed cheddar and tangerine filaments hanging beside Hailey's pale cheeks. He licked his slender lips. "Shut-UP, mother FUCK-ER!" Hailey shouted. "Shut your FUCKING MOUTH!!" Moore watched Hailey crimp fall rib stripes and dangle mango locks between her knees. "You know, if Larry raped you Ms. Holloway--" Moore croaked. Hailey wrinkled disgusted eyelids. She ejected agitated puffs from her tiny nostrils. She curled nylon bundled tarsal digits embellished with cherry red acrylic. She squeezed poppy stained book canvas between her toes and the balls of her feet. "And, he had something to do with your mother's disappearance--" Detective Moore continued. "And, you-- happened upon him disposing of your mother's body-- and you killed him--" Moore searched amber, slate, and blueberry paint decorating freeway traffic. Detective Moore's bronze and platinum brow fluffs lifted above his charcoal irises. Moore shook his head. "I'd say-- you had every reason to do that." Hailey compressed irritated eye flaps brushed with copper pigmented eye shadow. She peeled menthol coated lips off of gnashed bicuspids. "Where-- are the bodies?" Detective Moore inquired. Moore glanced at molten lava flowing down Hailey's cream tinted facial features. He licked thoughtful lips. "I mean-- I know Cherry Cemetery is right down the street from your house." Hailey exhaled a frustrated breath between flame curtains scorching her pale cheeks. "You know if Larry raped you, Ms. Hollowayyy--" the tenacious sleuth croaked. Hailey tamped testy teeth and wadded tomato book canvas with veil tarmac, toe rubies. "And, he had something to do with your mother's disappearance-- And, maybe you interrupted him while he was disposing of your mother's body-- And, you KILLED him--" Detective Moore searched amber, graphite, and juniper enamel coating freeway traffic. "*I'd* say you had every reason to DO that." Moore's rabid passenger crumpled copper stained eye flaps embedding sleek crystals. "But, where are the bod-ies--?? See, I know Cherry Cemetery is right down the street from your houwwse--" Hailey ejected searing gasses between menthol glossed, speech seals and magma drapes. "Lemme ask you this--" Moore continued. He rested his vanilla pudding chin along margarita wrinkles wrapping his shoulder. "If I dig up Catherine Smith's grave-- am I gonna find Larry and your mom underneath her casket?" Hailey detected hummingbird wings pounding her ear drums. Hailey's eyes popped open. Hailey lifted her birch shaded precipice. Emerald shutters stared across scotch dyed dash board vinyl. Detective Moore piloted his Cutler along a right hand lane next to five others. Tar slopped gravel divided by quartz hyphens superceded a fifteen story overpass. The paved riser was one of the tallest climbs scarring the Patrick Peterson freeway. "What about what happened at the Main Street water tower last night?" Moore continued. "Do you know anything about *that*?" Hailey lifted pumpkin striped breasts off of sweater fleeced wrists. She folded her arms on top of pitch stained velvet covering her upper thighs. She watched passing pavement. "Travis' brother Josh?" Detective Moore inquired. "*His* girlfriend, Ivy? *Their* friends who went missing yesterday morning?" An image of Moore's plastic walkie talkie flashed inside of Hailey's mind. A squawk like a wild animal escaped a plastic grill covering a tiny speaker. "Lemme ask you this--" the relentless investigator mindlessly vented. "If I dig up Catherine Smith's grave-- am I gonna find Larry and your mom underneath her casket??" Auditory hummingbirds roused Hailey's wiry cheek birch above her autumn chest fleece. The Cutler neared a fifteen story overpass among one row (of six) ivory lane hyphens. "Do you know anything about the Main Street water tower, last night?" Hailey stacked spicy wrist stripes along felt skirt soot and watched passing tarmac. "Travis' brother Josh?" Detective Moore drilled. "His girlfriend, *Ivy*? Some of THEIR friends who went missing yesterday morning??" Moore's plastic walkie talkie grill invaded Hailey's mind and blared a primal squawk. "Gwen Fall?" Detective Moore's slender lips demanded. "Kyle Smith? Cole Elliot?" Spinning tire rubber grinding pitch coated pebbles created a new tone. The front end of Moore's chocolate Cutler tilted and followed an asphalt incline. Detective Moore studied creamy facial skin between Hailey's lava hair fluffs. He glanced at passing lane dividers. "Larry Sloan--" Moore groaned. "He's the cause of all of this, Ms. Holloway." Detective Moore licked his long, thoughtful lips. "Do you realize that?" The Cutler climbed an arc spanning six lanes of pavement. A guardrail fashioned from stainless steel framed the edge of the overpass. Flattened sheet metal formed a sharp curve twenty cars down the road. Moore hammered bourbon vinyl forming a hoop in front of his lemonade shrouded chest. "He's still alive!" Detective Moore shrieked. "He's living-- inside of you!" Moore pointed a carrot shaped digit between emeralds fastened to Hailey's corneas. "*You're* doing his dirty work for him, Ms. Holloway," Detective Moore explained. Hailey focused on a strip of chocolate automotive paint preceding Moore's hood. The freeway guardrail curve was two cars away. "*He's* doing this!" Detective Moore shouted. "Not you! Larry's doing-- all of this! You're giving him exactly what he wants, Hailey!!" Hailey's jade faceted pupils glided to the edges of her eye sockets. Hailey searched scotch seat belt fluffs sprouting between Detective Moore's man tits. Her emerald eye shutters followed a vinyl shaped hoop extending from Moore's fist. "Gwen Fall?" the persistent inspector demanded using lengthy lips. "Kyle Smith? Cole Elliot??" Spinning treads emitted a new tone before the Cutler began climbing towering asphalt. "Larry Sloan-- He's the cause of *all* of this, Ms. Holloway," Moore blubbered. "Do you realize that??" The Culter topped a gravel hill, revealing guardrail slats framing a coming curve. "He's still a-live!" Detective Moore shrieked while battering steering wheel bourbon. "Because-- YOU'RE still doing his dirty work, Ms. Holloway!" Hailey followed chocolate hood paint to stainless steel safety arcs two cars away. "*He's* doing this! Not you!" the frustrated investigator shouted. "Larry's doing ALL OF THIS! You're giving him exactly what he *wants*, Hailey!!" Digits escaping Hailey's sweater sleeve grabbed Detective Moore's steering wheel. Strawberry spotted cream sticks guided Moore's front fender into a steel fence. A maple glazed tire guard grinded sheet metal formed into a protective curve. Headlight shrouds surrounding the Cutler's radiator crunched a flat, iron barrier. A rounded embankment forged from slag treated scrap popped like a can of biscuits. Jagged, alloy strips grazed automotive confections coated with chocolate frosting. Detective Moore's flat bodied car toppled off of a fifteen story overpass. Molasses coated steel and glittering silicate panels tore precipitation sheets. Detective Moore's Cutler sank into a canopy of spaded leaves and contorted limbs. Front lamp frames and radiator shielding collided with branches like telephone poles. A maple glazed sheet covering an internal combustion case split like the Red Sea. Chasms like sidewalk deterioration divided laminated glass erupting from the dash. Hailey's sweater cloaked ribs and velvet wrapped hips collided with canvas harnesses. Detective Moore's lemonade and margarita trunk tore his frayed shoulder strap in two. Moore's chocolate brown automobile crumpled against the trunk of an ancient tree. Points of oak branches pierced a silicate panel protecting the Cutler's cabin. Sticks the thickness of billiard cues pointed at the lenses of Hailey's glasses. Copper brushed eyelids peeled off of Hailey's emerald green eye shutters. Hailey's cherry capped digits gripped bourbon seat belt elastic squeezing her tits. Hailey exhaled heavy breaths between menthol stained lips. Hailey eyed Moore's gold seat belt frays before gripping the wheel with cherry claws. The Cutler's fender maple and lamp shrouds popped safety arcs like a can of biscuits. Jagged alloy grated chocolate panels below silicate panes fracturing raindrop sheets. Moore's car scattered leaf spades and limb whirls before a stout tree split its hood. Canvas braced Hailey's rib fleece while Moore's coat cactus split worn belt weaves. Billiard cue sticks cleaved windshield chasms and pointed at Hailey's oblong specs. "AAHHHH!!" Hailey puffed. "AHHH!! AHH!! AAaahh-- aaaaaahh-- aaaaaahhhh--" Hailey looked beside her. Detective Moore's coffee shrouded hips dangled from a strap buckled to his seat. Deltoid belt scraps sloshed beside margarita limbs hanging from Moore's ribs. Oak points sank into pudding facial features emerging from Moore's coat collar. Liquid crimson poured out of cheek, chin, forehead, and neck piercings. Hot claret flowed down warped branch segments skewering Detective Moore's eyes. Muscle tissue, ligaments, and bone marrow dangled from shredded precipice hide. Hemoglobin and brain soup dribbled from rust and silver scalp coils. Steaming bodily fluids soaked trench coat trachea shrouds the color of pickle juice. Hailey squeezed mournful puffs out of air filled cheeks the color of porcelain. She searched Detective Moore's bourbon pigmented dash board. She spotted her dad's tiny boot pistol. Maryjanes fashioned from daffodil vinyl surrounded twin barrels coated with zinc. Hailey looked around. She tried to remember everything she touched. Trunk chutes below coal tinted bark initiated cellulose struts like concrete cracks. Wonky oak forks the width of barrels escaped contorted origins and meandered uprights. "AHH! AH! AH! AH!" the feral fox clucked using jolted lip bismuth. Hailey scoured kiwi sleeves clinging Moore's ribs and oak barbs piercing face mousse. Brain soup vacated Moore's eye skewers above steaming claret soaking his coat cactus. Hailey searched plastic dash bourbon and spotted her dad's chrome plated boot pistol. Daffodil maryjane forms riding clunky platform espresso framed nickel barrel twins. Hailey searched confining cockpit ale and tried to remember everything she touched. Trunk chutes below coal tinted bark initiated cellulose struts like concrete cracks. Wonky oak forks the width of barrels escaped contorted origins and meandered uprights. Buckling limbs forged twisting fiber filaments supporting jade pigmented wafers. Burrowed kindling became timber roots exploring a vivid elm leaf carpet. A tomato, cherry, lemon, lime, and tangerine leaf blanket insulated an oak Cutler catcher. Atmospheric droplets spotted rickety channels feeding segments of rotten tree organs. Cumulus glimmers singed points framing decaying foliage obscuring hardwood stems. Colorful autumn remnants coated vague trails exploring cavernous woodland networks. Detective Moore's passenger door collided with the body of his chocolate automobile. Damp oak leaves resembling emerald spades shuffled like carved cedar wind chimes. Compacted twigs circumventing innately woven limbs resembled crumbling potato chips. Barometric cracks disguised descending palms and soles snapping slender branches. Daffodil hued vinyl bridling tiny footsies preceded nylon sheathed calves and thighs. Garter straps suspended stocking lace from elastic mesh gripping faint pelvic skin. Raven black velvet floated up fall sweater stripes covering Hailey's trim stomach. Olive green, charcoal, ivory, cheddar, and pumpkin fleece brushed Hailey's thrashing arms. Cheddar and sweet potato tentacles followed Hailey's emerald eyes and pale cheeks. Rubber mats fastened to Hailey's maryjanes impacted hefty prong bark. Hailey's tomato pigmented book sack captured felt skirt ruffles climbing her hips. Hailey extended stabilizing bicep and wrist striations from disoriented shoulders. She shuffled skimpy waist fluffs over elastic stocking suspenders and lace panties. Hailey situated nylon bundled knees and vinyl covered toes along oak armor points. She gripped a barrel shaped tree extension using streaked arms and tiny breasts. Frosty droplets soaked Hailey's lime peel, slate, quartz, queso, and tangerine sweater fleece. Cherry, lemon, lime, and mango wafers skirted wonky oak twists supporting the Cutler. Atmospheric droplets glittered vivid organs and barrel width struts forming uprights. Moore's latching rider door shuffled emerald leaf spades and winding twig segments. Barometric cracks disguised finicky palms and shoe waffles snapping slender branches. Banana bridled nylon licorice preceded garter asphalt, fall fleece, and hair cheddar. Hailey impacted bark prongs with pitch mats and expanded stabilizing bicep streaks. She situated skimpy velvet cola caught by her tomato book bag along stocking hoists. The ginger minx braced frosty husk with olive, coal, curd, queso, and citrus fleece. She lowered coffee platforms and lemon shackles along ancient cellulose plating. She pinned eye clovers parting hair lava and swarmed glitzy, rain drizzled foliage. Hailey lowered banana yellow shackles fastened below neoprene ankle chutes. She positioned rubber shoe soles along cellulose hide wrapping ancient lumber. Hailey's emerald eyes studied autumn foliage between flames shrouding her glasses. Hailey dropped on colorful elm organs drizzled with freezing cold precipitation. She scrambled to her feet. Hailey hurried through columns of atmospheric mist penetrating brilliant canopies. Hailey's daffodil pigmented footwear sliced rotting maple wafers. Her canvas back pack hopped on top of fleece scapula striations. Strawberry spotted cream digits squeezed tomato harnesses against Hailey's deltoids. Hailey stopped near pitch coated asphalt skirting oak trunks wrapped in bark tubes. Cycling triangle waves emitted by emergency bull horns pounded Hailey's ear drums. Hailey searched charcoal tinted pavement contructed near origins of elderly trees. A line of police cruisers preceded an approaching ambulance and fire truck. Hailey swatted refrigerated droplets coating oblong lenses eclipsing her cheeks. She ducked behind cellulose swirls protecting barrel shaped hardwood. Cream coated cabins sandwiched between chocolate front and rear ends raced by. Rotating lamps illuminated blueberry and cherry tubes extending above ivory roofs. Royal blue letters decorated tangerine pin stripes wrapping a quartz box van. Cherry hued lacquer laminated a passing truck body resembling a shipping container. Hailey watched crisis vehicles disappear behind tree trunks a quarter mile away. She emerged from a an oak swirl palace. She dashed across rain soaked gravel and headed towards Wednesday's neighborhood. Hailey scattered freezing mist and sliced rotting maple fronds with canary maryjanes. She gripped poppy harnesses positioning her bouncy back pack with strawberry claws. Bull horn triangle waves caused Hailey to freeze near tarmac framing elderly trees. Hailey ducked behind bark swirls and swatted icy droplets coating rectangular lenses. Lamps scoured cherry and juniper chutes topping cabin cream between chocolate trunks. Sapphire digits headed tangerine marks near ruby lacquer stamping a quartz box truck. Hailey ditched oak forks and dusted soggy pavement before seeking Wednesday's suburb. Scalene strips formed a canopy above licorice strands escaping Wednesday's scalp. Frosty atmosphere droplets like coins pounded umbrella canvas resembling bat wings. Digits spotted with pitch cradled a plastic grip beside Wednesday's pale cheeks. A cellulose cigarette filter escaping shivering fingertips patted ruby stained lips. Coffee and cream striped limbs wiggled wildly below columns of fall precipitation. Ginger and lemon slide chutes spiraled behind Wednesday's panicked shoulder bands. Chocolate and banana half pipes threaded into quartz, slate, and amber playground pebbles. Smoldering tobacco fumes scorched teal irises searching indigo brushed eye flaps. Facial curves like ivory descended from raven tinted forehead coverings. Black denim hip covers gravitated from charcoal and quartz crop top striations. Crow pigmented jean caverns housed thighs and calves streaked like sandwich cookies. Points of shiny, cow hide footwear poked out of cannon shaped pant rims. Rain soaked sidewalk squares supported rubber shoe mats like exclamation points. Gumball droplets pelted batwing strips sheltering Wednesday's licorice scalp strands. Talon tar parting coffee ulna bands patted Wednesday's lip claret with filter quartz. Tobacco fumes scorched teal eyes and ozone flaps riding cheek dairy under java bangs. Asphalt tubas housed sandwich cookie streaks wrapping Wednesday's thighs and calves. Raven leather points rode exclamation cushions among rain soaked sidewalk squares. Ginger and lemon slide spirals entered nearby quartz, amber, and slate park pebbles. Lloyd's thick fingers balanced a polished umbrella hook beside his walnut cheeks. Autumn runoff descended cherry and vanilla stripes above Lloyd's scalp. A cancer stick hanging from Lloyd's thin lips polluted a canvas rain covering. Irises like tar were visible above a nicotine tube escaping espresso hair fluffs. Chocolate felt poked out of round cheeks shrouded by molasses scalp tassles. Charcoal jacket canvas insulated broad shoulders huddling under strawberry and cream. Cardinal and dove polo stripes peeked between columns of zinc plated zipper teeth. Blueberry stained denim knots protected Lloyd's muscular thighs and calves. Sloppy, black shoes collected indigo jean fabric above blocks of drenched concrete. Lloyd stood beside a baby blue hatch shielding the cabin of his eighties model Cammy. Free flowing ions like quartz scorched cumulus puffs resembling cream soda. Ominous electrical reverberations disturbed humidity soaked barometric gasses. Lloyd watched Wednesday's gorgeous irises scour frantic images her mind manifested. Lloyd exhaled hot mist from thick nasal passages between hair fountains like coffee. Lloyd balanced a polished umbrella hook near ocular tar and chocolate sideburn felt. A stogie escaping Lloyd's scalp molasses polluted cherry and vanilla canopy stripes. Dove and cardinal tines split canvas coat soot above indigo denim and worn shoe coal. Ivory ions scorched cumulus rust topping Lloyd's Neptune Cammy, forging grim rumbles. Lloyd watched Wednesday bobble striking irises and vented steam using nose spigots. "Wednesday," Lloyd hummed. "I think we've been standing here for like-- ten years." Indigo coated eye flaps lifted mascara soaked lashes off of cyan pupil facets. Wednesday's ruby red mouth rims peeled off of gritted incisors. "Wends-dayyy--" Hailey's affectionate maverick hummed. "I think we've been standing here for like-- ten years." "Will you just-- give me a second??" Wednesday squeezed between mashed teeth. "I'm trying to think about this!" Wednesday mashed a cellulose fume sifter against ruby hued lip beeswax. A button shaped coal singing Wednesday's coffin nail glowed like a tangerine. Lloyd siphoned a half smoked stogie dangling from the edges of his mouth. Lloyd's thumb and index finger snagged saliva soaked cigarette remnants. The fingers of Lloyd's right hand hurled a nearly finished tumor butt like a dart. Lloyd lifted walnut pigmented digits extending from his unoccupied knuckles. He exhaled quartz trickles from his slender, salmon tinted lips. "Will you just-- GIVE ME A SECOND??" the edgy damsel snapped under sprung brow pitch. "I'm trying to *think* about this!" Wednesday slurped ruby stained sifter tissue and sparked a pea sized cigarette ember. Lloyd ditched tumor remnants like a dart and ejected quartz trickles from oral seams. "Wednesdayyy--" Lloyd purred. Lloyd glided gentle fingertips across raven fluffs tickling Wednesday's cheek. He grazed velvet skin protecting Wednesday's face using the inner surface of his hand. Wednesday's blueberry soaked eyelids squeezed together in front of her pale irises. "Wednesdayyy--" the shaggy colt cooed. Lloyd grazed Wednesday's raven temple fluffs, causing her to crimp blueberry eyelids. "Mmmm...." Wednesday groaned from agitated lips. Wednesday sank the apple of her cheek into Lloyd's warm palm puffs. Lloyd's coal tinted irises searched indigo makeup coating Wednesday's eye coverings. "MMmm...." the troubled dutchess groaned using dismal speech cherries. Wednesday bedded Lloyd's cozy palm leather with cheek cream and shared tortured sobs. "Heyyy--" Lloyd croaked. Wednesday nuzzled the edge of her face against pillows of carpal dermis. She opened her eyes a crack. She searched chocolate fluffs blanketing the upper half of Lloyd's face. Lloyd glided the tip of his thumb along the border of Wednesday's eye socket. "I love Hailey too, you know." Wednesday choked back a sob. Ocular flaps brushed with indigo eye shadow crushed Wednesday's icy pupil adjusters. Lloyd skimmed crow pigmented filaments growing out of Wednesday's temple. He brushed one inch strands extending from the rear of Wednesday's scalp. "Sooner or laterr--" Lloyd groaned. Lloyd studied raven black keratin whisping Wednesday's ivory cheeks. He shook his head. "You know-- me and her might have to face what we've done." Wednesday wrinkled sealed eyelids. Her horrified facial features shivered along the folds of Lloyd's gentle digits. Ridges below maryjane vinyl shuffled Hailey's nylon leggings through frigid rain. Drenched daffodil insteps and soaked neoprene tubes sliced arctic precipitation. Sopping wet hip velvet battered garter straps gripping thighs like ice. "Heyyy--" Lloyd croaked using shriveled face caramel. Wednesday nuzzled Lloyd's tender carpal hide and sifted hair coffee topping his face. "I love Hailey *too*, you know." Lloyd observed his grim friend shaking with grief and soothed her rear scalp quills. "You realize that sooner or later-- me and her might have to face what we've done??" Wednesday wadded ozone eye flaps and breached soggy lip rubies with mortified clucks. Frozen digits spotted with cherry acrylic lifted rain dampened sweater sleeves. Hailey folded olive, charcoal, ivory, cheddar, and pumpkin striped arm fleece on top of her chest. She glided strawberry dotted cream fingers up and down freezing cold bicep streaks. Rain drenched ginger and apricot fluffs stuck to Hailey's pale cheeks and neck. Emerald irises searched precipitation spotted lenses surrounding Hailey's nose. Carnation glossed lips shivered between droplets coating ivory facial extents. Soaking wet back pack canvas shuffled on top of Hailey's shuddering shoulder blades. Hailey balanced on toes of daffodil maryjanes near the corner of a wet sidewalk. She spotted Lloyd's baby blue Cammy across the street. She followed cherry and vanilla umbrella striations shrouding her boyfriend's head. Hailey folded wiggling nightcrawlers in front of quivering mouth rims. She exhaled steamy breath through a carpal column extending from her wrists. Wednesday studied cold, damp concrete between licorice curtains tickling her cheeks. She swallowed nervous spit. Lloyd studied raven scalp filaments distinguishing his girlfriend's best friend. He detected tiny splashes approaching him from behind. Tiny hairs stood up along the back of Lloyd's walnut tinted neck. Sometimes, Lloyd wondered if his girlfriend was secretly a ghost. Lloyd peeked above charcoal pigmented canvas hanging from his left shoulder. An unconcerned smirk wrinkled Lloyd's chocolate felted cheek. Lloyd shook his head. Hailey trampled sidewalk runoff with banana maryjanes and clunky waffle chocolate. The sopping mistress tore arctic raindrops with charcoal skirt velvet and leggings. She stacked autumn wrist marks and grated frozen biceps with icy digit strawberries. She scoured optic drops among ginger sprouts adhering her shivering lips and cheeks. She perched soaking back pack marinara with lofty footwear and spotted Lloyd's Cammy. The chilly minx heated folded knuckle worms with steamy breaths from carnation lips. Lloyd observed Wednesday scanning licorice hair drapes tickling her cheek custard. Oncoming footstep splashes caused Lloyd to form a blase smirk and check his shoulder. Sometimes, the captivated maverick wondered if his girlfriend was secretly a ghost. "You are fucking-- unbelievable," Lloyd grumbled. Wednesday's dejected precipice drifted off of coffee and cream chest stripes. Blueberry tinted eye flaps sank into Wednesday's astonished ocular cavities. Puzzled irises like sea water searched frosty droplets coating Hailey's pale cheeks. Wiggling, ruby stained mouth rims lifted off of Wednesday's parted teeth. "You are fucking-- un-be-lievable," Lloyd fumbled using relieved speech hams. Wednesday mounted coffee rib marks with grim eye opals and sifted Hailey's face pine. "H-Haileyyy??" Wednesday squeezed between frightened incisors. A plastic grip shaped like a television remote toppled out of Wednesday's fingers. Bat wing umbrella shutters flattened Saint Augustine sprouts decorating Linda Park. Freezing precipitation soaked Wednesday's raven hair and porcelain cheeks. Hailey studied her friend's horrified facial features. She licked frosty droplets coating her lips. "hhHailey?" the stunned goth girl gushed between parted chiclets. Hailey watched her mortified chum fumble batwing rain facets along jade park sprouts. "W-Wednesday?" Hailey squeezed out. Wednesday flattened cocoa and vanilla breast striations on top of denim knee curtains. She pounded charcoal jean fabric surrounding the curves of her hips. "wwWednesday?" Hailey wrangled from nervous mouth menthol. The raging dame bedded asphalt knee curtains with striped jugs and pounded hip denim. "AAHHHH!!" Wednesday shrieked from horrified cheeks and oral rims. Hailey shuffled on rubber heels padding daffodil garnished maryjanes. She wiggled defensive digits spotted with cherry in front of autumn chest stripes. "AAHHHH!!" Wednesday blared using horrified precipice pudding. Wednesday's outburst caused her cardomom friend to parade defensive digit cherries. "Wednesday, calm dowwwn--" Hailey begged. Wednesday sloshed wrists and biceps banded with coffee and cream behind her kidneys. Swooping deltoid ligaments hoisted Wednesday to her feet. "Wednesday, CALM DOWN!" Hailey despairingly snapped. "NO!!" Wednesday shouted from agitated face ornaments. Irises like sea ice glared at rain spotted lenses below points of raven eyebrows. Wednesday directed a pitch capped index finger between her friend's emerald irises. "YOU don't tell me what to do!" Wednesday stomped past Lloyd's blueberry strapped thighs and calves. She wadded tiny digits spotted with tar around Hailey's sopping wet bicep fleece. She shook her friend like a rag doll. She glared at emeralds shrouded by Hailey's rectangular glasses lenses. "You don't tell me WHAT TO DO!!" Wednesday hoisted olive, charcoal, ivory, cheddar, and pumpkin fleece striping Hailey's tits. She shoved her friend over the rear fender of Lloyd's baby blue muscle car. Hailey collapsed on tomato tinted book canvas scraping the Cammy's trunk. "NO!" Wednesday fired from rabid trunk streaks. "*You* don't tell me what to do!" Hailey's wiry pal shook her sopping bicep fleece like a rag doll using pitch talons. "You don't tell me WHAT TO DO!!" Wednesday shoved Hailey over Lloyd's fender, implanting his trunk with her rosy bag. "AHH!" Hailey shrieked. Hailey scrambled across faded automotive paint coating machine shaped panels. She glared at her friend's winter frosted eye shutters. "Wednesday, stop!" Hailey pleaded. "Leave me alone!" Wednesday strapped crow embellished digits around Hailey's nylon strapped ankles. She dragged her friend's velvet hiny drapes over the trunk of Lloyd's car. "AH!!" Hailey shrieked before scrambling along Lloyd's baby blue automotive panels. "Wednesday, STOP! Leave me alone!!" The wild minx strapped Hailey's ankle slate with nail tar and yanked her off the car. "rrRRAAHH!!" Wednesday squeezed between tightened teeth. Hailey's felt skirt ruffles floated up raven black garters suspending her stockings. Her pale cheeks collided with rain soaked sidewalk beside the Cammy's back fender. Hailey's ginger and apricot scalp fluffs hammered molded steel. "rrRRRAAA!!" Wednesday extruded across tamped incisors. Hailey flashed raven garters and popped cement before bouncing a tire with hair lava. "AAaaoo--" Hailey groaned from carnation glossed lips. Hailey's copper brushed eyelids collapsed on top of her emerald irises. Her cherry capped fingers squeezed sopping wet pumpkin strands cushioning her skull. Wednesday's raven knee denim straddled her friend's charcoal thigh nylon. Wednesday sank pitch dotted nightcrawlers into Hailey's sopping temple strands. She pounded her friend's scalp against baby blue door trim. "AAOHH!!" the dizzied fox grunted using shriveled precipice limestone. Wednesday straddled her buddy's skirt tar and beat Lloyd's door with her scalp mango. "God--! damn--! you--! Hailey--!" Wednesday exhaled during peaks of bicep thrusts. Lloyd strapped rain soaked arm canvas around Wednesday's coffee streaked chest. He dragged Hailey's half crazed companion away from her. Lloyd's denim wrapped hiny collided with emerald tufts soaked with precipitation. Blueberry wadded thighs gripped Wednesday's coffee and cream striated ribs. Lloyd's sloppy shoe remnants secured stocking stripes escaping Wednesday's footwear. Lloyd squeezed Wednesday's chocolate and vanilla shoulder blades against his chest. He nuzzled his cheek against sopping licorice stuck to Wednesday's facial curves. "God--! damn--! you--! Hailey--!" the raging queen pelted during ligament whips. Lloyd strapped Wednesday's clavicle marks and skidded grass jade with juniper jeans. He secured espresso stocking bands with sloppy shoes and nestled her temple licorice. "...wednesdayyy..." Lloyd rasped. Wednesday squirmed like a wild animal. "...wwwednesday!..." Lloyd wrangled from jolted facial honey. "AAHHHH!!" Wednesday shrieked. Lloyd shook his friend's striped shoulders. "AAHHHH!!" Wednesday shrieked using wild carcass curves. "Wednesday-- stop it!" Lloyd hollered. "No!" Hailey glided strawberry spotted cream fingers down soaking wet ginger strands. She gripped the edges of her birch tinted neck between the heels of her palms. She inhaled humid air between frantic lips coated with menthol flavored gloss. She exhaled an uneasy breath from puffed cheeks. "Wednesday, STOP IT!" Lloyd commanded. "No!" Hailey grated sopping carrot locks and kneaded neck birch with velvet palm pillows. "whooooo--" Hailey forced between carnation glopped mouth rims. Hailey folded dampened sweater limbs on top of drenched garter bands gripping her leggings. Copper brushed eyelids peeled off of Hailey's emerald pupil facets. Hailey searched her friend's frustrated precipice through rain drizzled crystals. Apricot eyebrows crushed the outer corners of Hailey's eye sockets. Hailey's separating lips wrinkled the lower half of her face. "Wednesdayyy--" Hailey squeezed out. "I'm-- so sorryyy--" Wednesday hammered her cannon shrouded leg segments using frozen fists. "woooooh--!" Hailey extruded from carnation waxed mouth frames. The rubbery vixen crumpled copper eye caverns and nasal asparagus with apricot brows. "Wednesday, I'm-- so sorry--!" "YOU KILLED A COP!!" Wednesday ejected from strained vocal chords. "You killed-- a fucking COP! How could you?!?" Wednesday's exhausted face dangled licorice ropes from Lloyd's canvas wrapped biceps. Wednesday exhaled mournful groans from wrinkled, ruby stained lips. "ehh-hehh--" Wednesday bawled. "ehhh-- heh-heh-hehhh--" Hailey flattened elbows wrapped in rain soaked fleece along frosty thigh elastic. Hailey squeezed cherry capped digits between her eyelids and the lenses of her glasses. She sank bronze coated ocular flaps into the palms of her hands. She shook with sobs. Lloyd watched his girlfriend sobbing against her tiny palms. He searched raven tinted fluffs pasted to Wednesday's pale cheeks. He wiggled Wednesday's espresso and milk streaked shoulders. "You KILLED A COP!!" Wednesday ejected from strained vocal cords. "*You* killed a fucking cop! How cuhhd you-eww-eww--" Hailey's grieving comrade vacuumed arctic air and ejected sharp wails from face curd. Lloyd watched his dismal dame claw ocular rust with nail rubies and shake with sobs. He sifted raven sprouts pasting Wednesday's cheek milk and sloshed her bicep streaks. "Wednesday, you-- stay here," Lloyd instructed. Lloyd slipped jean strapped legs beside Wednesday's striped ribs. He flattened sloppy skate shoes beside Wednesday's denim blanketed hips. Lloyd's wonky sneaker mats shoved him to his feet. Lloyd shuffled onto rain drenched sidewalk squares beside the grass. He pointed at licorice filaments sprouting from Wednesday's scalp. "Don't-- fuckin' move," Lloyd warned. Lloyd plopped down next to his girlfriend. He strapped sopping wet arm canvas around Hailey's striped shoulders. He flattened a shaggy cheek hair along ginger filaments stuck to Hailey's scalp. "Jesus Christ--" Lloyd grumbled. "I thought I was gonna have to-- break you out of jail." Hailey exhaled pitiful laughter from bawling lips. She huddled against her boyfriend's precipitation chilled polo streaks. Lloyd squeezed Hailey's drenched sweater fleece against his chest. Hailey's shivering biceps and wrists rattled Lloyd's ribs. "Wednesday, STAY HERE," the hefty colt sternly instructed. Lloyd piled shoe scraps by Wednesday's pitch jean blankets and stomped wet sidewalk. He bedded drizzle and bundled Hailey's collar bands while nuzzling her scalp citrus. "Jesus Ch-rist-- I thought I was gonna have to break you out of *jail*." Hailey exhaled pitiful laughter and rattled her boyfriend's ribs with shaking biceps. "...w-wednesday's never gonna forgive meee..." Hailey squeezed out of weeping oral rims. "...wwwednesday's never gonna forgive me-ee-ee..." the weeping ginger wrangled from lip bismuth. "Awww, Haileyy--" Lloyd purred. Lloyd glided thick fingertips across sopping wet ginger stuck to Hailey's cheeks. "Come on," Lloyd instructed. "We gotta get out of this-- fuckin' shit." Lloyd helped his girlfriend to her feet. Hailey stumbled like a drunk. She guided rain soaked shoes like daffodil petals along edges of sidewalk squares. Hailey's emerald irises glanced at licorice cemented to her friend's pale cheeks. Wednesday glared at her friend's precipitation spotted ocular crystals. She exhaled a heavy breath from her trembling lips. Hailey stumbled around the rear end of her boyfriend's baby blue Cammy. She opened the front, passenger door. She collapsed along cheddar tinted puffs poking out of seat vinyl like shark skin. She slammed painted steel against a frame forming the cabin of Lloyd's car. Lloyd suspended cherry and vanilla umbrella stripes above rain soaked hair fluffs. Shiny coals searched Wednesday's teal irises between chocolate forehead fountains. "Come on, Wednesday," Lloyd hummed. "Let me take you home." Wednesday huddled denim slopped thighs and calves in front of her tiny tits. She squeezed charcoal blanketed knees between coffee and cream striped arm hinges. Wednesday's tar spotted digits squeezed drenched crow feathers against her temples. Irises like tarnished pennies stared out of blueberry stained eye flaps. Mascara soaked fountains poured down Wednesday's pale cheeks. Lloyd studied his friend's makeup stained facial dermis. He licked his lips. "Wednesday?" Lloyd inquired. Wednesday shook agitated fingers beside her pale eye shutters. Slender, coal tinted eyebrows climbed Wednesday's forehead. "Aww, Hai-ley--" Lloyd affectionately croaked while grazing soaked, mango locks. "Come on, let's get outta this-- fuckin' shit." Lloyd helped his girlfriend stand, then guided her clumsy shoe bridles across cement. Hailey probed hair slate adhering her friend's cheek ivory and received an icy glare. The spicy doe sank foam queso escaping front rider, seat ozone and slammed the door. Lloyd hoisted cherry and vanilla umbrella stripes and searched Wednesday's eye frost. "Wednesday, are you coming?" The grim dutchess nested graphite knee drapes with coffee and cream tit striations. She clawed temple licorice and channeled arctic irises eclipsing mascara trickles. "wwWednesday--?" "Get the fuck away from me!" Wednesday barked. Lloyd searched Wednesday's mascara striped cheeks. He snagged umbrella facets like expanded bat wings using the fingers of his free hand. He dangled a plastic grip the color of charcoal beside Wednesday's tiny fingers. The handle adorned a chrome plated telescope supporting Wednesday's rain deflector. Lloyd patted warm flesh protecting Wednesday's ivory pigmented palm. He studied his friend's rain soaked facial curves. Wednesday stared into space. "GET the fuck a-way from me!" the raven mopped mistress snapped. Lloyd tilted hopeless face caramel, then snatched Wednesday's batwing rain drapes. He patted limp nail coals with telescope zinc and watched Wednesday stare into space. "Wednesday!" Lloyd belched. Raven tinted brows flattened the peaks of Wednesday's cyan eye shutters. Facets like winter frost climbed to the upper, left corners of Wednesday's corneas. Wednesday glared at liquid chocolate cemented to Lloyd's walnut tinted cheeks. Lloyd licked his thin lips. "It's raining, Wednesday," Lloyd hummed. Lloyd tapped Wednesday's fingers using a petroleum umbrella grip. "Use your umbrella." Wednesday stared at glittering coals peaking between Lloyd's sopping hair strands. Wednesday's tiny, pitch spotted digits closed around a polystyrene handle. Lloyd collected zinc plated supports along a slick, wooden shaft resembling a cane. Scalene sections the color of cherry and vanilla crushed a polished stick. Wednesday watched raindrops like gumballs splash a concrete puddle between her toes. She heard Lloyd's driver's side door open and shut. She listened to a V-8 engine grumble and drive Lloyd's baby blue Cammy away. Wednesday stared at leather points poking out of her cannon shaped shin covers. She followed soaking wet denim stuck to her calves, knees, and thighs. She spotted her stomach between the rim of her crop top and the waist of her jeans. "WENDS-day!" the tenacious maverick joylessly belched. Lloyd observed his friend tamping pitch brows and presenting frigid optical frost. "It's raining, Wednesday," Lloyd hummed while cleaving dozy digits with grip asphalt. "You gotta use your um-brel-la." Wednesday eyed tar drops sifting Lloyd's hair chocolate and clawed parasol plastic. She noted Hailey's shaggy escort clasping drizzle danish and latching his pilot door. She watched raindrops between pitch toe points and perceived Lloyd's Cammy departing. Wednesday sank nightcrawlers spotted with tar into a pocket sutured below her waist. She plopped a cellulose stick shrouded with ivory filter paper between her ruby lips. She flipped a brass plated cap off of a zinc coated chimney spotted with tiny holes. She spun a stone wheel the width of a thumb tack. A cheddar tinted eruption sprouted from a chrome tube like swiss cheese. Wednesday intersected a cancer stick with tangerine tinted flames. Tissue shrouded tobacco shards singed like California shrubbery. Wednesday exhaled quartz pigmented fumes from ruby red mouth rims. She snapped together brass plated lighter segments. Atmospheric crests like ale swam above the canopy of Wednesday's rain deflector. Flashes like ivory scorched cumulus puffs the color of brandy. Crackles pierced humid gasses flooded with freezing precipitation. Wednesday yanked a smoldering coffin seal away from her mascara soaked cheeks. She inhaled between quivering lips stained with raspberry beeswax. Coffee and cream striped shoulders arose above Wednesday's cocoa streaked breasts. Wednesday sobbed into a column of tobacco exhaust. Wednesday's wiggling lips wrinkled her pale cheeks. Wednesday's indigo stained eyelids folded her temples like accordians. Wednesday inhaled a shaky breath. She exhaled a long, lonely wail. The joyless minx sifted ab custard parting crop top marks and espresso jean chutes. She cleaved glum lip rubies with ivory filter paper and split brass lighter segments. She sparked tobacco shards with tangerine emissions, then snuffed Flippo flute ports. Quartz scorched brandy crests topped Wednesday's umbrella and emitted dire crackles. The grim goth yanked her stogie and sucked frigid gasses with trembling oral berries. She erected cookies and cream chest streaks and expelled steam with a mortified wail. A rubber shroud the color of banana peels dangled from the peak of Allie's scalp. Raven tinted bangs descended Allie's porcelain forehead below a silicone canopy. Thoughtful brows like crow feathers flattened Allie's blue jay pigmented irises. Charcoal ocular stripes pointed between eyes like blue gelatin dessert. Licorice strands framed the curves of Allie's pine saturated facial extents. Allie's tiny nose poked out between pale cheeks brushed with rose tinted blush. Allie exhaled a heavy breath between determined lips stained with pomegranate wax. Frosty precipitation dripped from an artificial precipice rim like dandelion pedals. Brass snaps fastened queso hued polyurethane in front of Allie's chest. Soaked ruffles like balloon shreds draped Allie's arms, deltoids, ribs, and stomach. Pockets shaped like copy paper embellished a rubber skirt surrounding Allie's thighs. Fasteners matching Allie's breast buttons sealed overhung storage flaps. Tiny fingertips spotted with plum acrylic dangled from the rims of Allie's sleeves. Knees and calves wrapped in blueberry denim sank into necks of silicone boots. Allie's lower legs and insteps squeezed inside slick rubber mixed with navy blue dye. Boot neck images like ivory flower pedals extended from lemon tinted dots. Indigo straps buckled neoprene collars below Allie's apple shaped kneecaps. Flashes the color of quartz illuminated precipitation soaking Allie's rain coat. Allie lifted refrigerated knuckle extensions spotted with eggplant nail polish. She sank zinc plated switches engraved with bold characters using teensy digits. Digital tones erupted from a mirror coated speaker grill during key code punches. An iron gate coated with black primer extended beside a circuit board interface. Vertical security bars forged from square tubing spanned a fence the width of a barn. A thoughtfully crafted access restrictor rolled behind matching, steel uprights. Allie shuffled banana peel jacket ruffles past columns of frozen precipitation. Indigo boot insteps embellished with daisies created atmospheric splashes. Allie stomped across frigid runoff rippled by raindrops like loose change. Slick footwear carried Allie in front of a steel panel the size of a closet door. Banana rain rubber draped raven bangs topping Allie's ocular opals and nose chickpea. Licorice cheek curtains overlooked brass suturing pelted rib queso and skirt pouches. Ivory petals sprouted lemon drops dotting juniper boot vinyl below indigo knee denim. The resolute minx extended frosty nail plums from pearl flashed, coat rim dandelions. She imparted reflective grate, speaker tones by punching digit carved, switch steel. Allie watched skillet slats recede, then braved rainfall with cheddar jacket ruffles. Daisy printed traveling ozone splashed frigid runnoff and neared tomato bay panels. Weather resistant paint the color of tomato skin coated iron hatch facets. Allie's plum spotted digits gripped a bronze padlock dangling from steel latch loops. An eggplant sealed thumb nail rotated digit embossed rotars plated with brass. Allie separated a chrome bracket from an iron case shaped like a correction eraser. She retrieved a combination lock and separated hoops sealing an obstructive gate. She dragged a handle eclipsing drenched pavement to the top of a rectangular opening. Allie squished rubber boot rivets along cement the width of a small bathroom floor. She rolled a steel door in front of rain invading a two by seven foot frame. Allie dropped shivering fingers into a rubber compartment sutured on top of her hip. Quivering digits like pine dragged a zinc plated tube out of a banana peel pocket. Allie pointed a door knob shaped lamp at long facets reinforcing sheet metal walls. She mashed a dome shaped spring protected by a charcoal tinted, rubber sheet. Allie focused a three foot spot light along a thick covering guarding a large vault. Tangerine pigmented radiation illuminated a three foot by three foot safe door. A column of neon orange oscillations shrank to the size of a grapefruit. Plum dotted digits extending from Allie's rain coat sleeve gripped a steel dial. Ivory value indicators circled extruded grip facets sealed with slate tinted paint. Allie rotated slender characters below a carrot point etched above a knob face. She curled a shivering index finger below a steel latch coated with black paint. She sank a trigger shaped lever into a slot fashioned above a combination rotary. An iron panel the thickness of a drawer face swung away from a fire protective box. Stacks of one hundred dollar bills an inch thick were sealed with paper sleeves. A twenty-seven cubic foot space was stuffed with forefather embellished currency. Pale facial features shrouded by rubber banana peel examined towers of cash. Irises like blue jays searched rectangular sheets the color of scotch. Allie collected padlock bronze and thumbed brass rotar values with eggplant talons. She split latch washers and rolled marinara tin above a slim hatch using grip slate. The frosty fox squished narrow cement with boot ridges and lowered poppy door plates. Allie retrieved flashlight zinc with shivering digits and sparked arctic wall risers. She fired a three foot safe door with mango radiation, then passed confining space. She dialed cauliflower characters with a carrot and sank a hefty security trigger. Inch thick, hundred dollar stacks packed twenty-seven cubic feet of fireproof iron. Blue jay peepers riding Allie's velvet cheek buttermilk scoured brandy bill frames. > version 1.0 (2022-04-21) The project was finally completed and uploaded. I am still working on the "final" cover for the book (lol). I wanted to finish that, first. But, I couldn't wait to get this project proof-read-- so I could finally move on from it. Crafting this novel was an incredibly painful process. I have never put so much love and time into a project (and I never will again!) And, I am quite pleased to be putting this one to bed. As for the official cover (which I am designing using oil based colored pencils), I should be able to finish it this weekend. In the mean time, I simply linked one of the other two covers I made for the book (which is completely acceptible for conveying the *idea* of Ghosts of Glory High, just not exactly what I want).