jueves, 7 de febrero de 2008

Wet summer dream

"Oh GOD, God almighty, please..."-whispered Juliet in an almost inaudible voice-"Please, Maggie, take off your shirt".

Maggie wouldn't. She was so extremely into looking at her own reflection in the waters of the lake that she almost forgot her best friend Juliet was with her. A good girl, this Juliet baby, she was actually proud of having her as a friend. She just thought it was a shame that the rest of the gang hadn't been able to join them in such a super fantastic summer trip to the lake. Oh well, maybe some other time.

Juliet baby loved the summer. It was, by far, the best time of the year for her. She got to run through the golden American fields all on her own, with total freedom. She got to drink tons of blueberry juice without any adult telling her when she should stop, and therefore being a pain. She got to go to the movies each night with any of her school friends, because they were all on holidays already. But, above all, there was one thing that Juliet, Juliet baby, loved more than anything else:

gettin' to see Maggie's wet magnificent nipples comin' out of the lake

Ohhhh, yeah boy, that was the one thing she definitely loved the most.