Because the curtains were drawn, the whole room was very dark, and then a birthday cake with candles was brought out from the kitchen. At the same time, the singing of "Happy Birthday to you" was played around, and everyone sat around Jessica. In a circle, smiling, clapping and singing.
The cake was placed on the table, and the flames on the candles danced like a dance.
"Make a wish, Jesse." Angela next to her said with a smile, "Have you made up your mind?"
"Of course, think about it, but don't expect me to tell you, Angie." Jessica raised her eyebrows, then closed her eyes with her hands in front of the candle.
The candles went out, the curtains opened, and the sun shone in, brightening the whole room.
"Happy birthday, Jess!" The blonde green-eyed girl placed a sweet kiss on Jessica's cheek.
Then, the screen freezes.
Angela put down the remote control in her hand and stared at the picture on the TV. This video was filmed by Mr. Mark Alba with a rented camera. She was going to go after the party and went outside to find a The place ripped the volume as a souvenir.
"Jesse, you're annoying me." Angela said with a sigh, pressed the back button, and looked at the camera over and over again, her little tongue licking the corner of her mouth, as if she was still reminiscing about her entanglement with Jessica. To be honest, if Lindsay hadn't come knocking on the door in the end, she would have already pinned Jessica to the bed, of course, given her poor sensitive body, she might have been pinned to the bed in the end.
But no matter what, she clearly felt the resistance to herself in Jessica's heart, but this resistance was not firm, and it seemed that it would disappear with a touch.
Even so, Angela also knew what she was resisting, but she didn't dare to verify the unsteady resistance. She knew that since Jessica would have such a reaction, she must be very sensitive about same-sex love. She didn't want to. break someone's heart.
"Actually I'm not gay." Angela muttered. In the depths of her consciousness, she always thought so. Of course, how others see it is another matter.
Turn off the TV, take out the videotape and put it away carefully. Angela opened the glass door of the balcony, barely able to see a few stars in the dark night sky. The soft breeze blowing from the sea makes people feel so comfortable that they want to lift their waists.
Forget it, stop thinking about it. The girl shook her head and turned her thoughts to Lindsay, what Jessica told her today. In fact, she has some feelings. She doesn't know what kind of feelings she has for Lindsay. Angela has the feeling of playing together for the past two years, and also has the guilt of plagiarizing "Born in Love", but it is more true Feeling pity for what happened to her in her previous life.
So when they get along. Angela condone or disciplined her more intentionally or unintentionally like her elders. That's right, elders, not sisters. She couldn't tell why, but it felt really amazing. And Lindsay obviously felt this instinctively, otherwise, when there were quarrels at home, she wouldn't have come to her house again and again to spend the night.
Having said that, I really miss her being held naked in her arms at that time, which was much more comfortable than holding a doll. Although more often he is held as a doll.
it's a pity. Lindsay's parents are still capable of guardianship, and as long as her father doesn't drink alcohol, he will be fine. And the mother is also fine as long as she is not abused because of her father's drinking, otherwise Angela may instigate her parents to take Lindsay's custody.
But now that I have moved to Beverly Hills, and there are paparazzi patrolling many times, it is inconvenient for either Lindsay or Jessica to come to her house, so I can only ask Jessica to help take care of her, of course, my phone Like Hexin, it is better to be diligent.
At this moment, she became more and more confident, and she wanted to help Lindsay as much as possible, correct her life trajectory, and stop falling like the previous life, becoming a typical Hollywood bad girl.
"Okay, take a bath and look at the little guy, take a rest, and then you can go to sleep." Angela shrugged, returned to the house from the balcony, closed the glass door and closed the curtains, then took off her clothes as she walked, and waited to go. When I got to the bathroom, only my underwear was left.
He unbuttoned his bra with his back, and the restraint on his chest loosened. The two balls that were still in the range of the B cup immediately jumped out shaking, as if he had been imprisoned for a long time and couldn't wait to get out to breathe fresh air.
"Hmm!" Angela sighed for the stimulation of the cold air on her chest. Although she was used to wearing a bra, she always felt confused whenever she took it off, especially when her breasts were sagging. when.
Looking at myself in the mirror, my firm chest seems to have grown larger, and my body seems to be rising constantly, as if my body is making a sound like growing at any time.
If this goes on like this, will I become an F cup? Will my chest be brought to the ground at any time because of my poor balance? Angela's face was weird, and she couldn't help but think about it, what the hell is God joking about? She didn't develop much before, but why does it feel like she's taking hormones now
Shaking her head to drive these inexplicable thoughts out of her mind, Angela took off her panties, turned on the faucet and started to take a shower, but affected by the unfinished intimate incident at Jessica's house today, her body's sensitivity was stirred up. It didn't decrease at all, but a little rinsing in some places made her feel a lot of pleasure. If she hadn't been gritting her teeth and insisting, she might have started masturbating.
"It's really annoying, why do I always do this!" Angela, who rushed to finish the rush, complained, and didn't dare to use too much force when wiping her body. A little rubbing would make her shudder.
She never liked masturbation, because it always made her feel uncomfortable, and of course the ridiculous reason was impossible to say. Of course, but she didn't refuse masturbation, after all... it's a physiological need, so it's better to let it go with moderation.
Don't think about this, the girl once again drove these messy thoughts out of her mind, dried her hair, put on a bathrobe for herself, and slipped out of the room in slippers to see her younger siblings, the two little guys were finally weaned, no It will make Angela feel more comfortable because of eating again, which will give her more opportunities to bully them, but unfortunately, just when she was taking a bath, Lucy and another maid had already Coaxed the two little guys to sleep, so the girl could only lie on the side of the crib to take a look, and then secretly kissed each other.
After returning to her bedroom, Angela began to deal with her own affairs, such as replying to letters and so on. Although the national network was basically laid out at this time, she had already bought a computer herself, but for a person who viewed the situation now. Computers such as antique guys, really lack of interest.
Besides, in the past life, her good handwriting was destroyed by the keys. In this life, she does not want to repeat the same mistakes. Whether writing letters or scripts, she rarely uses a typewriter, let alone a keyboard, even if computers develop in the future. It is also necessary to maintain the habit of handwriting, so the current computer is temporarily reduced to a game console.
There were not many letters to reply, and the longest one was from Aunt Rowling. She didn't think too much about her identity, but instead thanked her even more for it, which made the girl feel a little embarrassed.
The shortest is Edward's. Although he had made it clear that he would not contact her again, Angela also took the time to write back to him, but he never wrote again. The girl decided to write to him again. Reply, that's all.
"Okay, let's go to sleep." After dealing with this, Angela yawned, changed into pajamas and pajamas, and went to bed to turn off the lights.
However, I turned over several times in bed and didn't fall asleep. I was always thinking about a lot of things in my head. One time it was the songs of the new album, and the next time it was after "My Best Friend's Wedding". After writing some script comparisons, I followed I was thinking about what theme I should choose if I completely created a script, but within a few seconds I thought about Lindsay and Jessica. In short, it was very messy and jumping around, making her unable to concentrate. The last thing that came to mind was the scene of making out in Jessica's bedroom.
If only Jessica hadn't resisted herself, and it wasn't her birthday, it would have been nice. Angela thought like this, and she didn't even notice that her breathing had become fast.
What if Natalie was the one who was intimate with her at that time? Such a thought suddenly entered his head again, and Angela couldn't help biting her lip.
The person who is close to him in his head sometimes becomes Jessica, sometimes becomes Natalie, and occasionally the face of Kate or Lindsay appears, intertwined and exchanged, until finally, it is fixed as Natalie's face. Only at this moment did Angela realize that she had bowed sideways into a shrimp shape, with the fingers of one hand in her mouth and biting lightly, while the other hand was stretched between her legs, her pajamas and panties were already gone. She retreated to her knees, and wherever her fingers touched, it was all wet.
But at this time, she couldn't stop. She could only speed up the rhythm, trembling in her light hum, until her hands were completely wetted by the liquid that burst into it, and then she breathed and completely relaxed.
What the hell happened, why did Jessica in my mind finally become Natalie? In the aftermath of the climax, Angela thought in a daze.