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SallyI stood in Coach's office, my eyes fixed on the floor. Coach didn't look happy—not one bit."Oh, look who it is—the prodigal daughter has returned," she remarked.I looked up and quickly typed on my phone, "I'm really sorry," before showing it to her."And what am I supposed to do with that?" she snapped. "It's over. Go home, Sally. I'm not accepting you back."Without thinking, I fell to my knees, catching Coach off guard.Coach stared at me, wide-eyed, as I knelt before her. "What are you doing, Sally? Don't think I'll accept you back after what you did—going AWOL? Are you crazy? What if we had a big match?"Tears welled up in my eyes, but Coach didn't look away, her anger unwavering. "Stand up now and leave," she commanded.I shook my head, refusing to move."Fine!" Coach yelled, slamming her hands on the desk between us. "I'll drag you out myself."Just as she was about to make good on her threat, the door swung open. I turned, my heart skipping a beat, to see Colby standing

ColbyI leaned in closer, my voice a low growl as I pressed my body against hers. "Come on, Sally," I said, my cock throbbing against her stomach. "Beg me. What are you waiting for? Don't you want my cock digging inside and out of your begging cunt?""Jerk," Sally signed, letting out a scoff.Then, she flipped me off, her middle finger high. "I would rather use this," she threw back, gesturing downwards towards her crotch. "Than have your cock anywhere near me."I stared, jaw slack, as Sally hiked up her falling dress and plunged her fingers deep inside herself. Her moan sent shockwaves straight to my aching cock.Dammit, the wet sounds, her lustful gaze boring into me... I fisted my hardened cock, no longer giving a fuck."Damn," I muttered, grabbing her thighs and pushing them back almost to her chest. "You win."Then, I thrust deep, my pierced tip hitting her spot perfectly. She gasped loudly, wriggling, trying to push me in deeper.I watched as my cock slid in and out, slick with

ColbyMy mind wasn't in the room; it was far off, consumed by thoughts of my mom. Lately, I'd been missing her so much. Memories of her flooded my mind, and it felt like it was just yesterday that I was seven years old, crying and trying to follow her."Mom, mom!" I wailed, my little legs moving as fast as they could to catch up with her.But she seemed to be moving farther and farther away, her feet carrying her swiftly toward the waiting car. I ran until my legs couldn't carry me anymore, my breath coming in ragged gasps."Please don't go!" I begged, but she didn't look back. The car door closed behind her, and she was gone.I stopped running, exhausted and defeated. My dad scooped me up from the floor, holding me tightly as I sobbed."Why did she leave?" I asked, my small voice shaking with tears.My dad's face was etched with sadness, and all he could say was, "I'm sorry, son. She's not coming back."He carried me home, my tears soaking through his navy blue shirt. He didn't mind;

ColbyIt has been five agonizing days since Sally vanished into thin air. I'm still reeling from the shock of her disappearance. She was last seen leaving my room, and neither her roommate nor I have seen her since. I've scoured every corner of the campus, searched her room, and even questioned her roommate thoroughly, but there's no sign of her.Her roommate's words still echo in my mind: "She came in, grabbed a bag, and left without saying a word." I'm consumed by worry, and the uncertainty is suffocating.Allison's tears have become a daily ritual, while Yvonne's silence is a ticking time bomb. Although she hasn't posted the video yet, her anger and resentment towards Sally are obvious.I was torn between feelings of guilt and anger. Why did Sally keep her secret from us? Why did she feel the need to hide her true self? The fact that everyone now knows she can talk seems irrelevant; what matters is that she's gone, and we have no idea if she's safe.Even her mom, Stella, is frantic

ColbyI opened my eyes to find Sally fast asleep beside me. I felt a pang of guilt for not expressing my feelings earlier. But the truth was, I was a tangled mess of emotions. Did I genuinely like her, or was it just a fleeting sentiment? I couldn't decipher my own heart.I let out a soft sigh and carefully got out of bed, trying not to disturb Sally. I dressed quietly, made sure she was comfortable, and covered her with the blanket to keep her warm. The rain outside created a soothing melody.Just as I was about to leave, a sudden sneeze escaped my lips, and Sally's eyes snapped open. Our gazes met, and I forced a nervous smile."Are you aware...?" I trailed off.Sally's eyebrows furrowed as she took in my appearance from head to toe. "Where are you going?" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of concern."I'm actually off to my door," I replied, trying to sound casual. "I didn't want to wake you, that's why."Sally rubbed her head, probably from the sudden wake-up. "Can you do me