"Yes, how dare he have the freedom to color as he sees fit? How dreadfully un-American."
Her long flowing hair came to rest, just tickling her nipples and her face had the complexion of an angel. Her skin was the lightest shade of brown and when she smiled her perfectly white, perfectly shaped teeth were on display to the world.
She was a picture of such innocence you would never believe she was capable of the smallest sin. She was just 5ft 5 with a curvy figure and according to our friends we made "such a cute couple.
" However there was a catch. Her step Dad had been in the army for 10 years and even as I lay next to her on the sofa holding her hand, thinking life couldn't be better.
Gavin, her stepdad, walks in. "Ray I want a word. " I stand up silently. Lacey looks at me, smiles reassuringly, and moves to get up with me.
"Uh hem, I want to speak to him alone" says Gavin. I barely hear Lacey's muffled protest as the door swings shut behind me. Gavin turns around and looks at me...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑