Our Young Funny Voices
I wiggled my fingers to show I was serious and she started shouting confessions so fast I doubled over in laughter.
“...Let’s see, I also drew pictures of dicks in class and ate handfuls of snow even though my instructors forbade it. I couldn’t help myself, It tasted better than the nasty water they gave us. Can I get up now...?” Vasha watched my hand lower in relief, but I snuck a poke to her ribcage. “Dicks? Of all things to draw, really detka?”
“Bitch!” She yelped, and I made a big show of acting offended. Realizing her mistake, she apologized profusely and fought harder to get free, but I had a good hold on her wrists.
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