This is the sequel to Crazy Taxi…I hope you enjoy this one.
The 12th Raka lemon, “Life as 17”
We join our hero, Marc, in bed. Well, not actually in his bed, but Sora’s bed. Sora was too. They were both asleep. Sora was the first to stir.
She opened her eyes slowly, the sun in her eyes. She squinted and yawned. She rolled over on top of Marc, and shook him gently.
“Good morning sunshine.”
Marc moaned in his sleep, and then awoke. “Hey…hi.”
“Did you have a good dream?”
“Yeah…of course I did. How could I not with you in my arms?”
Sora smiled. “You’re such a sweetie. It’s your birthday today…was my present okay to give early?”
Marc lay back and grinned. “Yes. It was okay. In fact I’d like it again.”
“Not right now. We have to shower still. And no, not in the shower either…it didn’t work then and it won’t work now.”
Marc thought about their experiment in the shower. “No, that didn’t work did it? But you did like what we did afterwards, my love.” He kissed her gently on the lips. He honestly didn’t remember much about last night, but he was trying.
Sora got up off of him, and she walked towards the bathroom. She was clad in nothing but her tight fitting blue panties. She turned around and gave him a nice long look. After the show, she turned around and shut the door behind her. Marc got up slowly. He was still tired from whatever they had done that night before. He saw some whipped cream cans and an empty Hershey’s bottle, both lying on the floor.
“Now I remember…that was fun.” He laughed to himself. I’m never going to forget the day I had a Sora sundae…No wonder she wants to take a shower. He looked up at Sora’s clock radio. …wow…we slept late; especially for a Thursday. He heard the water of the shower start going. I wonder if she would let me join her? He stood from up from the bed, pushing the blanket off. Sora’s room was what you’d expect it to look like. There were several trophies, ribbons, all for her tennis playing. He walked to one of these, and brushed the dust off of it.
“She got this one the day we met…so long ago…what…6…7 months?” Marc reminisced. “Our first kiss…our first meal…” He sighed, and then smiled. “I don’t know what I’d do if I lost her.” He looked around the room for his pants. He spotted them, and walked towards them. He stepped on something slick and fell down, landing next to her bed. Marc lay there for a moment, and then opened his eyes. There was a book hidden roughly under the sheets of her bed. He pulled it out. It was a plain red book, with a broken lock on the end. It was the Holy Grail.
“Her diary…dare I read?” He pondered for a moment. “I dare. When the water stops, I will put it back.” He opened the book, thumbed through a few pages, and found the day before they had met.
Kari asked me what kind of perfume she thought T.K. might like. I told her that most boys didn’t care, but if she really wanted some, I would give her some of this lilac kind I didn’t much like. But I didn’t tell her that I didn’t like it. She tried it on and loved it…I miss Tai so much sometimes…but like I mentioned yesterday, I found someone else’s panties in his room. I don’t know who it could have been, but I hope it was just the laundry being screwed up.
That entry ended there. Marc listened for the water. It was still there. He turned to the next page and it was blank. It makes sense. She wasn’t there that day. He read the next page over, dated the day after they had made love.
I don’t know what to feel right now. On one hand, I smelled Kari’s perfume on Tai. The only explanation was that he had been holding her close for a long time. That perfume isn’t too strong. I don’t even want to think what he did to her. But, I did meet this wonderful guy, Marc. He helped get over him quickly…and…well…I am actually embarrassed to even write this. I gave him my innocence. I know I will never regret doing it, but I am still questioning it. I know he loves me, he told me so when he was looking in my eyes. I can tell when someone is lying…and he wasn’t. I already like him more than I ever liked Tai.
He got this far, and then the water shut off. He quickly closed the book, and put it back in its original position. He pulled on his pants and walked towards the bathroom. Marc knocked on the door, and she said, “Come in.”
He stepped in. She had a towel on, and was drying her hair. “Wow…I think I like you when you are wet.”
“Oh Marc…you little…” She mockingly said. “Maybe I should show you what is under this towel?”
“That would be…just…”
She opened the towel, giving him another view. The water on her made her skin shine and glisten. “What do you think?”
“You shaved?”
“I know I shaved.”
“You look like a 7 year old!”
She put her hands on her hips. “Okay you…get out now…I need to brush my teeth and do some other stuff.”
“Yes ma’am.” He turned around, military style, and marched out of the door. “Anything else ma’am?”
She made a motion to throw the toothpaste, so he closed the
door. He put a shoe in front of the door, making it harder to open. He walked
back to her journal’s hiding spot. He pulled it out again, and found the entry
for the day before. Nothing. He tried the day before
that. Nothing special. The week before had something
though. When he turned through that section, it seemed just to open to that
page. It was the day Sora had introduced her to her friend Mimi from
Mimi is going to be here for a few weeks for some camp. Introduced her to Marc. They hit it off. Afterwards, Mimi told me that Marc was cute. I hope that she doesn’t try anything. No one is taking my Marc away…even if I have to hold her down and…well…enough of that. She said that she was going to try some stuff. I will have to stop it…no matter what.
“Wow…two girls fighting over me.”
That was the end of that page. The door he had jammed was trying to open. “Marc! Let me out!” He quickly put the diary back and went to the hallway.
“Okay…fine.” He moved the shoe, and Sora stumbled out. “Better?”
“Yes.” She stuck her tongue at him. “I don’t know what to do with you sometimes.”
Marc pushed her aside gently. “Excuse me. I have to shower too. Thanks.” He smiled politely and stepped in, closed the door.
Sora sighed. “I honestly don’t know.” She pulled her towel up a little, and walked into her room. She saw that her journal had been tampered with. She picked it up, and turned to the page she had marked with a dog-ear. “Good…perfect…he read it.” She put it back gently and snickered. “He has fallen into my trap.”
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It was two hours later. Sora and Marc were setting out things for his party. It wasn’t anything spectacular. It was really just a table for presents and a cake. 17 wax sticks lined around the cake, signifying the 17 years Marc had been on this world.
The cake was something Sora had baked. It looked delicious; double chocolate, with white frosting. It had the words, ‘Happy B-Day Marc,’ written in blue. It was a work of cake art. The candles were on the edge, alternating red and yellow.
Marc admired the cake. “Wow…you did all that for me?”
“Yeah…it’s your birthday. I hope that you will go through as much trouble for mine.” She smiled that control smile again.
He choked on his words for a moment, and then said, “Sure, of course. I’ll do my best.” I can’t cook or bake! What am I going to do?
“You don’t have to worry about it for 2 more months though…”
Thank god.
“I got you a real present too, besides me in whipped cream.” Sora held a box up. It looked like a suitcase. She handed it to Marc, and then smiled the smile again.
He placed it on the present table, and opened it gently. It was a deluxe art set, very expensive. It had many art supplies. “Oh cool! Thanks Sora!” He ran and hugged her tightly. “I always needed new stuff. I can draw that picture of…” He caught himself. He was going to surprise her with a romantic picture, non-porn of course.
“Draw a picture of what?”
“I can’t tell you…but I can do it now.” He closed the suitcase and left it on the table. “I will need you to pose for me though.”
“Pose how? I hope I am wearing clothes when I am posing.” She winked at him.
He smiled. “Well…I think I hear someone coming.” Indeed, there were footsteps, then a knock at the door. Sora opened the door, and met Izzy.
“Hello Izzy.” She bowed. “Please come in.”
“Thanks Sora. This box is pretty heavy.” He walked in slowly, making a show of the box being heavy. He grunted and whimpered as the box apparently became too heavy for him. It was a big box though.
Marc finally spoke. “You need help with that?”
“Please…” He was speaking as if he was exhausted. “Please take it…” He dropped it. Marc dove over the carpet, catching it. It weighed maybe the weight of a basketball. Izzy broke out in laughter as he watched the whole thing.
“Izzy, that was mean…” Sora scolded.
“But it was very funny!” Izzy picked up the box and put it next to the suitcase. “Am I the first one here? Sorry for coming early.”
“It’s okay.” Marc recovered his dignity. “You will just sit over there.”
“Hey So…”
“You WILL sit over there.” Marc shot a finger towards the couch.
Izzy put his hands up non-threateningly. “Okay, okay…” He sat down.
There was another knock at the door. Sora answered. “Hello Mimi! Please come in.” She bowed to her.
Mimi was in her classic clothes. “You don’t have to be so polite to me Sora. We are friends.” Mimi walked in, with no present. She patted Sora on the back, and then walked up to Mark. “Heya handsome…” She pinched his ass and sat down next to Izzy, who was watching TV. Marc hesitated. Sora had seen it happen. She looked down and walked into the kitchen. He followed.
Sora was fixing some appetizers; she had ordered some pizza to be delivered. “Stupid Mimi…try and take Marc from me…I’d like to just hold you down and…and…yeah…use this.” She clinched her fist. Marc was scared. She did have a temper.
Best to leave her alone. He walked out of the room quietly. Sora looked up, and then grinned. Mimi walked in through the entrance.
“Do you think he is falling for it?” Mimi asked nervously.
“He is falling like a domino.” Sora bit her knuckle in excitement.
“Really? Are you sure this is okay with you?”
“Yeah…I’m sure. You helped me a lot too. Just don’t think this is more than a once in a lifetime thing.”
“I understand.”
“So…how is this gonna work again?”
“He’ll find me in the closet, I’ll beg…then you come in…and…” She covered her mouth. “This is so naughty Sora…I am almost losing my nerve.” Mimi looked down.
“Don’t be nervous. Marc is a nice guy…and I want to give him a good present.”
“Does it hurt?”
“Yeah…a, but just a little at first.” She lied. It was the worst pain she had ever felt. But she wanted to hide it to protect her.
“Really? I hope he will be gentle.”
“Of course.” Sora closed her eyes and smiled.
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An hour later, everyone invited was there. The invitations included Izzy, Mimi, Kari, TK, Davis, Matt and Tai. Marc had objected to Tai, but Sora insisted.
They had eaten the cake and opened presents. He had gotten 3 of the same art set that Sora had gotten him.
“Lots of stuff to draw with…I can go nuts.” Marc said happily.
So they were all watching a movie. Kari and T.K. were holding each other close, trying to hide the fact that they were seeing each other from the others, but it was obvious. Davis, Matt and Tai sat on the floor. Izzy and Mimi were playing checkers; Mimi had won 3 out of 5. The couple of the lemon, Sora and Marc, were sitting on the couch directly in front of the TV.
The movie was a horror movie, and whenever a gory scene ensued, these were the reactions:
Sora: clings to Marc
Marc: clings to Sora
Tai: cheers
Matt: closes his eyes
Izzy: ignores it, he is playing checkers
Mimi: ignores it, she is beating Izzy at checkers
Kari: whimpers and hold’s T.K.’s hand
T.K.: hold’s Kari’s hand.
So, as the movie went on, Sora excused herself to go to the bathroom. Mimi followed her shortly. After they left, Izzy went and talked with Marc.
“How ya been?”
“Pretty good…”
“Did Sora give you your present?”
“Yeah.”
“How bout your other present?”
“Other?” He knew what he meant, but didn’t want to say.
“Hey! Shut up! The movie
is just now getting good!”
“Fine…” Marc went silent.
“Marc, tell me. How was it?”
“None of your business!”
“Why?” Izzy inquired.
“Just because. Let’s watch the movie.”
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The party was over; Matt,
Tai, Kari, TK,
I can’t wait to see the look on his face…I hope he doesn’t think Mimi will be there every time. Maybe this is a mistake. Nah…Mimi won’t be there. Marc will still be mine and only mine…She looked at Marc. I hope…Mimi doesn’t steal him away…or am I just being paranoid? Most likely.
Marc looked at her blank stare. “You okay? What’s on your mind?”
“Oh nothing…I am just wonder about where Mom is.”
“Where is she anyways? Last night you said I could stay over because mom wasn’t home.”
“She is in
Marc had never noticed how many flowers there were around the house. He looked at each one separately, then all at the same time. It just blew his mind. “You already have many flowers, why do you need more?”
“We run a business. Not many flowers grow naturally these days, so we need more.” Sora smiled cutely, then went to Mimi and whispered something.
Sora said, “Mimi…it’s time.”
Mimi sat for a moment, looking very nervous. She got up slowly, and then finished the checker game in one move. “I win. Sora, could I use your bathroom?”
“Sure.” She pointed to a door. Mimi opened the door, and stepped in quietly. She closed the door behind her.
Marc snuck up behind Sora, and kissed her on the side of the neck. She moaned quietly as his tongue played on her neck. They both looked at Izzy. Izzy threw his arms up.
“I’ll go and leave ya alone. See ya around Marc.” Izzy stepped out of the house. Sora looked at Marc, and he continued to play with her neck.
“Marc…that feels good.” She moaned softly, her knees buckling. She fell, and Marc caught her. He continued his assault on her. He moved his hand to the small of her back, under her shirt. She moaned quietly, giving into him. Maybe I should just leave Mimi in that closet and see where this takes me…She turned his head and kissed him. I promised that I would let her have him for a few minutes…oh well. He is still mine…damn that feels good.
Sora slowly forced herself away from him. She had plans to carry out and she couldn’t be distracted. She went to the bedroom, knocking on the door that Mimi was behind. Marc didn’t notice.
Meanwhile, Mimi was in the closet, her panties down to her ankles, waiting for Sora’s signal. She heard the knock, and she started to count. 1…2…3…When I hear the knock, I am supposed…4… to count to 15 and…5… then start to touch myself…6… and whisper Marc’s name…then he is supposed to open that door…7… and see me. I don’t know if I can do this…8…Sora promised it would all be okay…9…10…I hope she is right. 11…12…13…14…Mimi sighed the last number. “15.” She began to rub her chest through her shirt and bra, and this sent a shiver through her. It feels good…I wonder…She took off her shirt and then her bra, and rubbed them harder. “Ah…mm…” She then reached under her skirt and rubbed the outside of her vagina, and she moaned softly. “Mmm…Marc…Marc…” She pushed a finger inside of herself, and she squeaked. “Marc…ah…”
Marc heard her moans and his name coming from a closet. He walked quietly, listening for the noise. He heard the voice behind the door. He knocked once, and no answer. The moaning didn’t stop. He opened the door, and saw Mimi vigorously fingering herself, almost shouting his name. “Marc!” She hadn’t even noticed that he had come in. She was very concentrated on her job. Marc watched her face twitch slightly, and then she came, and her whole body spasmed. “Marc!!! Oh my…Marc…” She opened her eyes and looked up. She tried to cover herself, but it was hopeless. She covered her face with her hands, not even trying to cover her exposed chest and pussy.
“Marc…I…” Mimi said slowly through deep breaths.
“Mimi…do you really feel that strongly about this?”
She looked down at the small puddle of cum on the floor. “Yeah…but you love Sora…and she is my friend…and I don’t want to try and take you from her.” “Marc…please don’t…oh no…” She turned her face away to hide her shame.
Sora had appeared. She looked at Mimi, and then at Marc. “What were you doing Mimi?”
“I…I’m sorry Sora…” she turned around all the way.
“Marc, what was she doing?”
“She was touching herself.” When Marc had said this, Mimi whimpered slightly.
“Sora…please don’t hate me…”
“Oh I don’t hate you. In fact…” Sora helped Mimi get up. “I need some help in the bedroom, and you’d be perfect for it.”
Marc got suspicious. “What are you two going to do in there?”
“Oh, you will be helping too. I am very, very horny, and I need a man and a soft touch.” Sora grabbed both of there arms and pulled them into her room. She pushed Mimi on the bed, and started to finger her.
Mimi grabbed the blanket under her, succumbing to Sora’s action. She moaned softly as Sora started to pump her hand in to the base of her finger. Mimi tried to get away, but Sora held her down with her other hand. Sora looked up at Marc.
“Is it a good show?”
Marc didn’t even blink.
“Would you like to try?”
He still didn’t do anything. He couldn’t think. He could only watch Mimi squirm around and Sora finger fucking her.
Sora pulled Mimi’s skirt off, and Mimi acted like she was resisting. They had both planned it to be like this. Mimi was now totally naked except for her socks. Sora was holding her down by one breast in one hand, rubbing it hard. The other hand was slowly rubbing Mimi’s entrance, making her push against it. Mimi lost all control of her body; she just stopped moving. She had no choice but to let a very aroused Sora touch her all over. And neither side was complaining. Sora stuck a finger in her, and then two. She pushed them in as deep as she could go, feeling her hymen. I didn’t seriously think Mimi was a virgin. Sora took both hands off of her and pushed Mimi down. Mimi got a scared look as Sora held her down at the wrists, and Sora licked her nipples. Mimi closed her eyes and moaned loudly as she felt her twat begin to ache for something inside of it. Sora looked at Marc again.
“Do you want to join? She has a free nipple.”
Marc snapped out of his trance. “Uh…is it okay with you?”
“I wouldn’t have asked.”
“Okay.” Marc climbed onto the bed next to Mimi and began to suck lightly on her other nipple. He freed Sora’s hands up by holding Mimi down himself. He waited for Mimi to resist, but she wasn’t. She was looking directly into Marc’s eyes.
“Marc…Marc…” She closed her eyes and whispered his name.
Mimi was enjoying this. Marc was holding her down and having his way with her. She had wanted this for so long. I can’t believe I’m doing this…it feels so good…oh Marc…I haven’t felt this good for so long… She moaned softly, weakly struggling against his constraint. Mimi was so relaxed that she would have fallen asleep normally, but she couldn’t.
Sora was enjoying this. She didn’t think she would, but she was quite turned on by Mimi’s feeble moans. She stopped licking Mimi’s nipple, and moved south. She opened her virgin pussy with two fingers, and slowly rubbed just inside of her. Sora opened Mimi’s legs as wide as they would go, and tried to get her whole hand in. She got most of her fingers in, and started to pump in and out.
“Sora…uhnn…” Mimi was teetering on the edge. She was already dripping wet. A simple stroke of the clit would get her off. But Sora knew, and she wanted to do something else.
“Mimi…it’s time.” Sora withdrew her hand. Sora placed her fingers in Mimi’s mouth, making her lick her own sweet juices off. Marc was very turned on by this.
Mimi sighed. “Please Sora…let me stay here…” Mimi’s hand reached for her own vagina, but Sora stopped her.
“That is what Marc is for.” They both looked at Marc. Marc backed slowly, and then Sora tackled him. She managed to pin him down.
“Marc…easy way or the hard way?” Sora pointed to Mimi, who was holding a rope maliciously.
“You surprised me…I never said I wasn’t in to it.” Marc pushed Sora off him. “What must I do first?”
Sora nodded. “Good boy. You have to fuck Mimi.”
Mimi put the rope down and lay on the bed. Sora got up, and left the room. Marc looked at her leave. He then started to take of his own clothes. Mimi spoke up.
“Let me do it…this is supposed to be my present.”
“Oh? Why is that? It is my birthday.”
“It’s mine too.”
“Oh? Cool.”
Mimi sat up and motioned for him to come closer. She pulled him down and kissed him hard, taking off his shirt at the same time. She pushed him down onto the bed and took his pants off. She had a little trouble unbuckling them, but she got them eventually. She threw them aside, and stared at the bulge in his boxers. That is going to fit in me…how…that isn’t possible is it? Mimi smiled and straddled him. She could feel the bulge rubbing at her insides.
Marc figured that Mimi was a virgin, but he wasn’t sure. “Mimi…have you done this before?”
“No…” Mimi was drawing shapes on his chest with her finger. “You have to be gentle.”
“Okay…I will.” Marc pulled his boxers down, his member springing out of them. Mimi eyed it cautiously.
“That is still way too big…how will that fit in me?”
“It will fit, but it will take a little effort.”
“Okay…” Mimi breathed deeply. “I can do this.” She positioned herself over him and pushed down. Mimi’s eyes shot open with wonder at the feeling. “It feels good…Marc…it thought it was supposed to hurt.”
“It does hurt, you just have to go further in…” Marc looked at Mimi. She was trembling with fear. “Don’t worry, do you want me to do it?”
“Yes…please.” Mimi got off of him and lay down on the bed. Marc straddled her this time, and pushed himself in all the way to the hymen. Mimi felt the resistance, and she began to shake violently.
“Mimi, it will be fine. You wanted this right? I feel like I am cheating on Sora.”
“Oh…I’m fine. Please go into me. All of it…in me.”
Meanwhile, Sora was listening at the door. She had heard Mimi taking his clothes off. When she heard the above statement from her, she sighed. “Marc…please don’t hate me for making you do this.”
Marc looked at Mimi’s scared eyes. “Please don’t be frightened…it is really making me feel like I am doing this against your will.”
“Please Marc…just do it. Don’t stop till it is all the way in, no matter what I do. Promise me.”
“I promise.” Marc looked up and down Mimi’s body. She wasn’t nearly as firm and strong as Sora, but she was much more shapely and curved. He liked both a lot. He sighed and pushed in a little, sending a wave of pain into Mimi.
Mimi gasped a little, and motioned for him to continue. He pushed in a little more, paused for a second, and then pushed in hard and slow. Mimi’s face cringed, and she almost screamed. She held back many tears as her body was ravaged with the sudden intrusion. Even the pleasure from Sora’s treatment had long disappeared. Marc looked up in concern. Mimi scolded him.
“All the way in Marc!” She began to squeeze the bed under her. Marc was almost all the way in. With one thrust, he pushed all the way in to the hilt. Mimi couldn’t hold it in anymore. “Marc…” she began to cry uncontrollably. She began to hit the sheets under her with a fist. “It wasn’t supposed to hurt…this is my special moment…I’m not supposed to be in pain…”
Marc was almost on the verge of crying himself. He pulled Mimi up so that they were hugging. He whispered in to her ear. “I’m sorry Mimi…I’m sorry…” She cried for a few minutes, her head buried in his chest.
Sora had heard this too. She opened the door, and saw Marc holding Mimi tenderly. That’s my Marc…I hope that she hasn’t stolen him from me. Marc looked at her, and shooed her. She closed the door, and continued to listen.
Mimi finally stopped crying after 5 minutes. She looked up at Marc. “Sorry…it’s just…”
“No need to worry about it, I understand. Sora was the same way.”
“She was?”
“Yeah…” Marc put her down gently, and began to fuck her. He pulled all the way out and pushed in again, having to put her legs on his shoulders to get a good position. He was filled with unimaginable pleasure. She is much tighter than Sora…my god…He could only thrust in a few times before he came, filling her up with his hot cum. Mimi was in awe. She was feeling intense pleasure, sort of like pressure, and then it had been released. Her cunt contracted, and back arched, and she came, knocking the wind out of her. She was glad Marc was in her. Marc pulled out of her and hugged her tightly.
“Marc…thank you.” Mimi kissed him softly on the lips.
“Do you feel better?”
“A lot better…ah…” She moaned just thinking about it.
Sora opened the door and saw them. “Good job Marc. Mimi, go to step 2.”
“Okay…” Mimi whispered something into Marc’s ear. They both looked at her evilly. Sora backed away slowly. “That isn’t step 2!” She turned and ran, tripping over Mimi’s discarded shirt. She fell to the ground, and Marc picked her up. He carried her, kicking and screaming back to her own bed.
“Lemme go! Lemme go!”
“No.” Marc held her down, while Mimi began to strip her down. She took off her shirt first, and then her pants. Sora started to laugh uncontrollably.
“Mimi…what are you doing?”
“Getting my revenge.” Mimi smiled evilly. She took off Sora’s bra and tickled her nipples. Sora strained and resisted, but Marc held onto her tightly. Mimi began to play with her womanhood, right through her panties. She didn’t resist this at all. She moaned slightly as she was being touched with soft hands.
Mimi pulled her panties off, and licked the perfectly hairless cunt, one nice long lick. Sora quivered still more. Mimi got an idea.
“Hey Marc. Take her up the butt, and I’ll lick her.”
Sora stopped moaning to talk. “Hey! What do you think you are doing…uhh…” Marc had already moved and done this action. He was all the way in her asshole, and holding her arms and legs wide open, giving Mimi full access to Sora.
Mimi licked her lips, and then set to work. She held Sora’s legs apart, just as she had done to her. She did the long lick again, and then stuck her tongue in deep. Sora was getting very horny from being licked and butt fucked. Marc was pumping slowly into her, filling himself with pleasure, and making her cringe with pain, but Mimi’s licking canceled that. Sora couldn’t help cumming quickly, all over Mimi’s face.
As she came, Marc had to hold her down. Sora whimpered as she still was restrained. “Help…” Sora said weakly. Marc pulled out of her, and lay next to her. Mimi lay between them, sort of on Sora.
“Mimi…thanks for the great time.” Marc said between breaths.
“Any time…Marc. Sora…did you have fun?”
“Yeah…I’m a bi now…bleh.” Sora stuck her tongue out.
“Oh really? Well Sora…I will have to snap you out of that later.”
Sora blushed.
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They were all dressed, and Mimi was getting ready to leave. She stepped outside, and waved to Marc. “Bye Marc…”
She stepped outside, and immediately broke into tears. “Marc…I want to be yours…I was supposed to give my virginity to the one that loved me…do you love me? Probably not…you love Sora…”
Mimi walked down the stairs, and into the elevator. She pushed down. Maybe I could steal him…yeah…
This is the end of my 12th lemon, and my second request.
This one was also for Godofchaosmarc, if you didn’t guess. Will I write a third part? Maybe…depends on things really. This one was really good I think, especially my first shot at Yuri.
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