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She’d always thought Emily’s little crush on Brian was cute, in a rather pathetic way. After all, if Brian had ever shown any real interest in that little girl, Chloe would’ve called the police and reported him as a pedophile, or some kind of child predator. So what if Emily’s twenty-three now? She’s five-foot-one and barely has an A-cup, so hello? She practically has the body of a asses thirteen-year-old, and that would basically still make it a crime. Fuck, Chloe gritted her teeth as she arrived at the nearest restroom. Too crowded. A dozen girls, in staggered groups of ones and anime twos, were entering the ladies’ room, while another seven or so were coming out. She’d hoped arriving so early would give her some space and privacy at a mirror to get into her cosplay, but chances of that now looked slim. Chloe was, of course, anxious to get dressed, because now her costume would be just as much a disguise; she’d look nothing like she did when she waltzed into the convention this morning, rendering her safely anonymous and preemptively avoiding any more awkward encounters with Ryan. How long will it be before that queer even realizes he’s been ditched? Chloe wondered. She turned on her heel and headed away from everyone, a long trek down the convention center’s concourse all the way from AnimeCon in convention hall D towards the next one over, hall C. Last year, when AnimeCon had been adjacent to a national cheerleading tournament, this area had been a sea of already-stuck-up-looking teens and tweens in uniforms being ushered about by coaches and parents. The horrified, shocked looks they’d given the anime geeks had been oddly satisfying, but it looked like there was no tournament here this year. Chloe smirked, letting her mind wander back toward Brian. Her plan was going off without a hitch. She was going to accidentally run into him somewhere at the convention today, and he was going to be amateur a miserable, despondent mess. 12. No dash lights, no anime clicking, and certainly no engine cranking. He held up something silver and attached to a chain. Thomas replied a wicked amateur smile on his face. “So you agreed to do a porno about your own life,” Adelia said, her expression both serious but with a hint of playfulness about her. My candidacy must have been taken seriously because I answered at least three times as many questions as any of the other candidates. She lowered her head again and followed the same naughty maneuver a second time. I don’t know how long I stood asses there looking but she had disappeared from sight and I was still looking as if to expect to see her walk back any second. The scent of her was all he could smell as he breathed her in. Her supple, shapely breasts rose and fell as she inhaled air, her breath coming in short bursts. All the sensations took Ronja over the edged and she trashed wildly as an intense climax washed over her. Seeing her play her little games in the facility started to anger me. Perhaps it was because she was disrupting the recovery of the addicts, perhaps I was frustrated because she didn’t show any interest in me. Either way, I can’t tell. “Wow, I like a challenge, so I shall.