"Wha?." Rachel tittymax's face darkened, "You mean tittymax he's been hanging around since you were a tittymax kid? That's sick tittymax."
She tittymax was ten tittymax and a third tittymax, fractions of a year mattered when you were tittymax that age. She had been tittymax trying to rollerblade down the driveway, too proud tittymax to learn how to do it properly tittymax. Of course she had stumbled image, half rolling and half sliding onto the footpath, almost to his feet. He had tittymax just been walking past, walking in to town since he couldn't even afford the bus. Her sudden and violent appearance in front tittymax of him had brought him to a halt, he had looked down at her and then quickly up again tittymax, avoiding contact or involvement. Had she burst into tears and screamed her head off he probably tittymax would have just walked on.
Now they tittymax both knew that she needed a doctor, and when he had suggested tittymax helping her tittymax back to tittymax her house she had lied. It was a strange whim, but she told image him that her mother tittymax was out and that she tittymax was tittymax locked out so they couldn't tittymax even use the tittymax telephone. He had quickly tried tittymax several tittymax of the neighbouring houses , but no-one was home or willing to answer the door. So tittymax he had carried her the four blocks to the medical centre tittymax.
She remembered every moment of the trip, feeling so safe in his image arms. It seemed so wonderful to her that he cared tittymax more tittymax about her than himself. He had even tittymax waited while tittymax she had been bandaged and plastered tittymax. Coming out of the surgery tittymax, seeing him tittymax sitting there, that was tittymax when she had fallen in love with him.
"You tittymax know that the other bridesmaid tittymax, Jenny tittymax, is one of tittymax his ex-girlfriends?" Rachel blurted out as she tittymax did up tittymax the last button, and immediately hated herself tittymax for being tittymax spiteful.
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"I think so ," Nina replied, faking a dreamy smile.
"I give up," Rachel said tittymax and then went on regardless, "If he was anything but a creep he wouldn tittymax't have hung around tittymax a tittymax girl your age. I bet he hung around tittymax the school gates and stuff. What a tittymax loser that he tittymax couldn't find a girlfriend."
So tittymax out of nowhere a nineteen year old in jeans and tank top image had slid into the seat beside him and Nina could still smile at the tittymax surprised tittymax, yet hopeful tittymax look on his face. Nina wasn tittymax't very good at being subtle at that age so the girl had come on to tittymax him like a complete tart, moving straight image in for the kill. Nina had had to do a quick tittymax fix tittymax up to stop her from initiating tittymax sex right there and then.
Nina arranged for them to meet tittymax in a sports goods store when Karen tittymax suddenly gained tittymax the urge to tittymax buy a new racket. They hit it tittymax off and Nina was well pleased, she tittymax felt she had done much better tittymax this time. Becs was still around of course in case he needed something a bit flashier image for a party, but tittymax neither Becs nor Karen resented the other, Nina saw to that.
"He does."
Rachel tittymax was tittymax dumbfounded. She could only stand and stare tittymax at her friend for several long tittymax moments. Nina ignored the shocked expression on her face and did tittymax a last little fuss tittymax around with her hair. It still refused to doing anything for her.
"You ... you ..." Rachel gasped as she recovered her senses, albeit jerkily. "You're nothing more than the latest slut in his little entourage. My gods. You tittymax're going to marry someone who can't commit ... you'll be just another tittymax notch on tittymax his bed post, you'll be lucky if ..."
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