This story is my property and cannot be copied or distributed without my express permission. Names have been changed to protect the guilty and the not-so-innocent.
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This last month has been exciting and confusing. My relationship with Annie has been very educational although I'm not sure my very catholic parents would approve of the curriculum.
Annie and I had been sharing a bed for the past few weeks and I woke up with a warm naked body snuggled up behind me. I rolled over and looked into her sparkling black eyes.
"Good morning stretch," I murmured to her as I stretched my arms and legs.
Annie kissed me gently on the lips and ran her fingers down my ribs which caused me to giggle wildly.
"Please don't do that," I gasped as my body shook with laughter.
"You mean this?" said Annie as she tickled me just above my hip bone. She rolled herself half on top of me and tickled me even more as I laughed and gasped under her.
I begged her to stop but she wouldn't so l tried squirming free from her. Well that only made her tickle me more! Realizing that Annie probably outweighed me by at least 30 pounds I changed tactics and tried tickling her back.
We had the mother of all tickle fights for about ten minutes then stopped and lay on the bed gasping and giggling.
"So have you decided what you're going to wear to the Halloween party tonight Kiki?" Annie asked as she caressed my small breast.
"Oh fuck! I forgot all about it! Can you help me Annie?" I said as I jumped from our bed.
Annie told me not to panic as she started going through my dresser. She found my old school uniform which I had forgotten about totally.
"Oh no. No, no, no! Not that," I said. Cringing at the thought of me looking like I was twelve again.
Annie looked at me mischievously and told me when she was done with me I'd be the sluttiest schoolgirl at the party.
So she got me to put on the skirt and white blouse, and asked me if I still had the white knee socks to match. I told her to check my panty drawer.
Annie pulled out my shirt tails and tied them into a knot just under my pert braless breasts. Then she grabbed a dollop of my hair wax and tousled my hair into a spiky mess.
"So what should I wear underneath," I asked.