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“Shall we?” Nicole asked me. “I think I have a headache Hardcore already.” I complained in response. Nicole sighed and shook teen her head pityingly. “I hope you’re not gonna be a burden like this all night long.” She replied. “Come on.” She took my hand and guided me through the foyer door into the main hallway. I had to say, Phil’s family was pretty damn well off. His house looked really lavish from the inside. Everything was clean, well lit, polished, and it reeked of luxury. I liked it, but at the same time, knowing how much better his house was than mine for some reason made me uncomfortable. I didn’t have too long before Nicole led me into another room, and shut the door behind us. Slam. With that, the music was almost completely gone. I almost couldn’t believe it. I thought my ears stopped working. It was louder outside the house than in this room. I looked around and saw a poorly-lit white room with a drum kit and some kind of booth with a computer inside. “You have a tendency to asian be a bit sensitive about these things.” Nicole started as she walked lazily towards the drum set. “So I figured this should be the first room I show you. This is Phil’s drum room.” “Where’s… where’s the…” I began to ask, still confused. Nicole laughed. “It’s almost fully soundproof. This was Phil’s birthday gift from his babe folks when he turned seventeen.” She explained, sitting down at the drums. “If you ever get overwhelmed by the sound and the people, that’s what this room is for. Not a lot of people will come here, given Phil’s rules about this room are no shouting, no drinking and no sex.” “Sex? In here?” I asked, looking around. Nicole chuckled. “Are you sure you’ve been to a party before, squirt?” She asked me. “Parties are like designated fucking and drinking nights for high schoolers. And the older you get, the more you seem to want. And the weirder stuff you wanna do, including weirder and weirder places. If Phil didn’t seal off this room from fucking, we would’ve interrupted a few unfortunate fuckers when we came in.” She took his drumsticks and began doing a small solo in perfect 4/4 timing. I waited until she was done, then shrugged. “You popular people are weird.” I commented lamely. japanese She put the drumsticks back and stood up. Her hands moved to the back of my neck, my japanese hand moved to her breast, which I stroked slowly. She stood up and left Hardcore without another word. Dominion stepped in and grabbed her, roughly washing her face with his palm. She was essentially trapped. He mounted me. “Yes, Son. Her hand lightly touches my back before sliding down to my ass. “Leave them; Amber’s asian earned a good fucking.” “Wow sis... teen And what about Maggie, here? Dithinia gave a harsh laugh and reached into her babe satchel pulling out a wrapped object. “Some of those things, yeah.”