Surreal Lie.

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Vincent Williams

English Assignment-Surreal Lie.

Her skin pulsated with anticipation as his masculinity caressed her modestly refined skin. Feeling rebellious to morals as she became increasingly please by the violation of her timid body. She grew aware of her exposed glands, as the sweat secreted her awakening body. Her distinction between dream and reality had now overlapped causing her to mimic actions taking place in her fantasies.

She was soon to be interrupted and snapped suddenly into reality. Tugging at the sheets as she covered her exposed breasts. Her heavy breathing diverted her attention away from what diverted her from the surreal realm. The tapping grew louder as the voice became recognisable, B-R-A-N-D-Y finger-tipped into the window left no other suspect. "Wake up! Girl its 8:15" her best friends Crystals face and torso was sprawled across Brandy' window. Brandy was startled giving in to Crystal and her intentions and leapt for her oversized t-shirt draped over her cream chair facing her dressing mirror. "Come on Brandy" teasing Brandy' pathetic act, "I mean there is nothing to hide, Brandy in the nude" she took a deeper look in through the condensation on the window "Joel' a lucky guy."

Brandy giggled throwing her 'Roots' t-shirt on "Girl, how is it going? Eager and ready I see" as the window was pulled up letting Crystal in,

"Like usual" as she finished the struggle into brandy' room.

"Brandy, as you figure out why you look so rough this morning I'm going to make you and I some pancakes, mine are the best sweetheart trust me." Brandy took a seat in front of the mirror knowing she didn't look that bad 'Make pancakes?' Brandy asked herself. Brandy was starting to inspect her reflection not realising how increasingly fascinated she was becoming by her facial reflection. Spell binding deep hazel eyes a portray of her depth in character, deep thoughts like the density of the Amazon and feeling not suited for the front she puts out to the world and Joel. Brandy' smile was sinking after Crystal' proposal, her discreet smile highlighting her soft rubescent lips but piercing sharp corners. Her aquiline shoulders just sitting short of her mid-length dark brown hair moulded her shapeless t-shirt. Crystal abruptly interrupted opening the room door asking where' Brandy' mum "not a clue, anyway how are those pancakes coming on?" this was the best way Brandy thought of to change the subject, although obvious it worked.
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"Erm you know what, I'm not hungry, besides why slave over the stove when Tim Horton's will do it half price before nine." Brandy was convinced Crystal worked for them with the numerous plugs she gives, "Is that a new line of adverts for old Timmy then?" Brandy then added, "Thought you would resort to that restaurant" As she gathered her clothes. She thought she was ready but Crystal shoved her into the chair for make-up, she didn't need it much.

As they approached the classroom door they paused looked at each other's and realised the ...

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