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You just need to be aware of what you’re changing.” At that point, it clued in to me that Paul was going in the wrong direction. And had been for quite a bit. “Um, Paul… My house is in the other direction.” I said hesitantly. Paul’s back stiffened and his eyes widened. “Oh. Crap. Right.” He murmured as he slowed down, then pulled into a random driveway. He turned around and started going the other way. “Sorry about that. I’ve gotten so used to driving home this way I guess I petite just did it out of reflex.” “It’s okay.” I said. “See?” Paul asked, smiling again. “Not an asshole. You’re being a bit hard on yourself, man. You’re a freaking grade 9. Sorry, you’re going to be immature. By grade 12 you’ll see just how much it shaped you as a person. And yeah, the only thing that can make you a better person is actually trying to be a better person, but I skinny think you’re on that path now.” I nodded, but stayed silent. “And go ahead and text Nicole if it makes you feel better.” Paul added. “Apparently being sad or angry makes you an asshole by your logic. You talk like she made you happy.” “She does.” I remarked. “Then do things that make you happy. You might make mistakes along the way to doing happy things, but you can apologize and learn from those. Doing things you don’t love out of obligation then being bitter about it isn’t going to make you a better person.” “Weren’t you the one who told me not to text her last time I got a ride with you?” I asked him. “You’re talking as if I’m always right.” He retaliated. “Besides, that was so you could grow as an individual. If you’re going to be sad, it’s not teen worth it. I’d rather you be happy and a little shallow rather than your own miserable person. You can work cum on your individuality in many ways. My suggestion was just one way. But if you find it isn’t working, tits maybe you just need a friend in your life, one you know well, one that makes you feel better. Maybe that’s what Nicole provides for you.” The folksy wisdom of the ancient senior rang true as far as I was concerned. Her face went red and her eyes went wide, seemingly embarrassed by the display. As she stared at the message, skinny Trish walked into tits the office wearing a nice summer dress and hugged Beth. Justin Sampson With that, she left the bathroom and went downstairs to collect her things cum before heading off to work. “Next year for sure, though…” Samantha gave it a kiss, but... “Sure, I’ll just teen have a shower then I’ll get right on it.” After their initial petite shock of what was proposed, they were equally shocked that it was going to include the shop personnel. She was so turned on. “Here…” she said. Alright, get your naked butt dressed and downstairs for breakfast. “I know you bred me, brother mine,” I heard Kora say.