*What the hell is this boys problem?!* I thought to myself trying to get up only to have my hands pinned down above my head. “G-greg!? Let me go. I'... not in a playing mood!” “. . . . .” I struggled against his hold then stop dead in my tracks as he hand caressed my outer thigh slightly then slowly moved to my inner thigh. *He couldn't. He wouldn't. He's my best-friend. I trust him...* I thought as tears slowly weld in my eyes. I moved my head to the side and took a deep breath preparing. She put on her blue apron, grabbed her coat and went on to work. Later “What’s wrong?’ asked Florine, a waitress who worked with her. Annabelle just looked at her. Then she started to sob uncontrollably. “My whole life is just one big sham,’ she explained through tears. Florine had worked in the diner for over twenty years. Her reddish colored hair was piled into a neat bun at the nape of her neck. Her make-up was applied much too thick. She was constantly reapplying her ruby red lipstick that. More

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