The brat

When I was younger I used to play with my friend down the street. often times I would play with his sister becuase I wanted to smell her shoes or be walked on. One day I was laying on the floor and her friend kicked me in the side as she left the room. When she returned with an apple i still lay on my back with my arm across my stomach this time. she looked at me and stood with one foot on my stomach full weight and her other foot on my chest. she stood there staring down at me eating her apple. This lasted for a few seconds but phhh it was heaven!!

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