024: My Very Own Undertaker

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You would not believe what Jade’s idea of " big guns" actually was. One second, I’m lying peacefully beneath my comforter, congratulating myself on my stoic silence. The next, a heavy weight launches through the air and lands squarely on my back. "Oof!" The air is forcefully knocked out of my lungs as Jade lands on top of me like a psycho wrestler. But it’s not just the sudden impact that has my brain rebooting–it’s the unmistakable feeling of warm skin pressing straight through my thin pjs. Specifically, two very soft, very nude oranges pressing into my shoulder blades. My eyes snap wide open. She is completely naked. "Jade Whitney Crawford!" I shriek in horror, thrashing wildly under her weight as I try to push her off. "If you do not get your fully nude body off of me right this se

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