We leave the gurdwara and my dad drops me off at Mother. It's T-boy night, and my friends are rightfully concerned I won't be let in. ***** slips out, ready to flaunt their growing tits and vouch for my entry.
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The fratty group ahead of us gets turned away, but they even made me uncomfortable — the bouncer advises them "the marina is only a couple clicks north of here". They do not belong, but do I?
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