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gut him.”
     

 
     
     
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    Tama
     
     
    Tama was having the best dream ever. Fuck, it felt so real. He could feel Jess running a hand up and down his shaft, gripping it just right.
    He groaned. “Keep doin’ that, baby.”
    Her other hand cupped his balls, massaging them as her lips wrapped around his cock.
    “Oh, God...” he gasped.
    He’d dreamt of Jess before, but nothing like this. He’d wanted her ever since she started Claydon High. She was the sweetest thing he had ever seen, with the sexiest fuck-me eyes and huge tits he ached to touch. And he’d touched them alright, he just wished she’d let him do it willingly.
    Jess stopped sucking him. “Wanna fuck me?”
    Did she really have to ask? “Hell, yeah.”
    “Got a condom?”
    “Eh?” It’s a dream, why would he need a condom?
    Tama opened his eyes. A bull-faced girl stared back. Oh God, no, no, no... He looked down at his cock jutting out of his pants then back up at Sledge’s sister.
    “Get offa me!” He pushed her away and scrambled off the bed. He fell and landed on his butt, banging his head against the door.
    Juliet looked annoyed. “But you said you wanted sex.”
    “For fuck’s sake, I wuz sleeping. I thought it wuz a dream.”
    He rubbed his head and stood up. Sledge or Mikey must have left the bedroom door unlocked. Bastards! He was going to give them a hiding for this. In the Rata household all the bedrooms had locks, so you didn’t wake up with a knife in your chest or an ugly-arse girl on your dick.
    Juliet jumped off the bed and moved towards him as he zipped up his pants. She was Sledge’s twin sister and there was no way in hell he would fuck her. It would be like having sex with Sledge if he had a cunt and long hair.
    “C’mon, Tama, you know I like you.” She smiled. “I’m on the pill now, so if ya don’t like condoms we don’t hafta use one.”
    Tama shook his head. “I’ve already told ja I ain’t interested.”
    She wiped her eyes. “But why? I thought you liked me.”
    “You’re just not my type. Nuthin’ personal.”
    “Nuthin’ personal? Are you kidding me? You’re a bastard, Tama!” She slapped him across the cheek.
    He pushed her away. “Don’t fuckin’ touch me. I’m sick of you bitches slapping me around.”
    “It’s your fault,” she yelled. “You led me on.”
    “Bullshit!”
    “I gave ya cash when you needed it...”
    Tama gaped at her.
    “...and I won’t give ya anymore if you’re gonna be a bastard.”
    “What? You expect me to fuck you just cos ya gimme money?”
    She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him. “Well, I ain’t givin’ it for nuthin’.”
    Tama felt his face burning. God, he wanted to smack her. “I’m not your ho, bitch. You couldn’t pay me to fuck ya.”
    She started crying again, but he didn’t care. Not only did she insult him, she took advantage of him.
    “You look so much like your bro it would be like fuckin’ Sledge and I’m no homo.” He sneered. “Plus, you’re so fuckin’ flat even Jayden’s got bigger tits than you.”
    Juliet’s face hardened. Before he could throw out more insults, and he had plenty, she started screaming at the top of her lungs, “Tama hurt me, Tama hurt me...”
    “You bitch!”
    He had to get out fast before her older brothers got hold of him. He grabbed his bag, opened the door, and shot down the hallway. Beer cans and people littered the floor. It reeked of BO, booze, cigarettes, sweet gunja, and something else he desperately needed to do. He jumped over sleeping bodies and headed for the back door. He twisted the handle, but it was locked.
    He headed for the other door, weaving around the snoozing partygoers. Some started to sit up as Juliet continued to scream. As he opened the door, he heard Ash holler from the passage. “You little fucker, you’re dead!”
    Shit, shit, shit! Ash was Sledge’s oldest brother and the scariest bastard alive. He’d string up his nuts if he caught