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She looked at them. She felt it. She felt all their gazes. As Ashley sashayed down the hallway, it’s like she could read the boys’ thoughts as she looked at them. “Goddamn, she’s fine.”She got that a lot. For some reason, she drove the opposite sex crazy. She was tomboyish with girly-girl tendencies. As for her self-esteem… She had no issues with that. “I’d fuck her in all her holes… Shit!” She got that a lot also. However, those holes were reserved for her boyfriend. Ashley was a very pretty petite Latina who was a majorette with brown eyes and a curvaceous figure.  But she never thought that every swing of her ample hips teased them. Until this happened…One day when Ashley was going to class, she felt a hand trying to feel on her buttocks stealthily. She didn’t know who it was. She looked back with an angry glare. Nobody was there. She turned around.“Hey, babe. What’s good?” Her boyfriend Nick said. istanbul travesti Nick was a defensive tackle on the football team. They kissed.“Could be better. Was that you just then?”“When? I just got here.”“Oh, never mind.”Ashley started thinking more about her ever-growing sex appeal and the mystery person who touched her butt. Maybe it’s a blessing in disguise. No, she had a boyfriend, she thought.“Joel!”“What’s up, my people?” Joel said.Joel is a classmate of Ashley’s. (And a not-so-secret admirer to Ashley) So is Nick. Ashley and Joel are friends. However, the thing is Ashley is one of Joel’s crushes. And every time he looks at her, she drives him crazy. And Joel is one of those guys who crushes a lot.“Hey, Joel,” Ashley said.“What’s up, my dude?” Nick said.”Ash, you got the English homework? Come on. You can’t leave a dude hanging. We’re all fucking up in that class.”“Not all of us,” Ashley istanbul travestileri replied with a smirk.“Oh, excuse me, ma’am,” Joel said. “Excuse me.”“You know what, I’ll think about it,” Ashley said.Joel smiled.“You know what… I like you. I like you,” He said, half-joking, pointing.“Shut up. Get the hell to class.”Joel started chuckling, while checking every curve on her body. As the day went on, she felt more eyes on her than ever before. She had no self-esteem issues at all, but even she thought it was a little strange. Strange because one, she didn’t do anything different that day. And two, girls were checking her out as well.“What are you talking about? Of course you would get checked out by dudes… That’s like, a regular thing for us,” One of her classmates, Jasmine said. Jasmine was a cheerleader, also curvy.“No, you did not hear me. They always do. I just feel more eyes on me travesti istanbul now. And girls too! Girls!”“Guys are horny. They think with the wrong head,” Jasmine said.Ashley laughed.“Excuse me, ma’am. I am offended. Whilst that may be true… For some people…” Another male classmate of theirs named Luke said. Luke was on the football team there. (And also a not-so-secret admirer of Ashley’s)“Luke, you’re a guy,” Jasmine said. “Oh shit,” Luke said. “What’d I walk into now?”“I just got a question. Simple ass question. Do you think Ashley is hot?”“Hmm. How should I answer this? Nick is on the team with me… We’re cool. And I don’t want to get my ass kicked,” Luke said.“You’re just answering a question,” Jasmine said with a smirk. “Say if our friend Ash here dropped something right in front of you. She bends over to pick said object up. What are your thoughts at this time?” Ashley turned around and bent over to illustrate it.“Firstly, hell yes she’s hot. Secondly… Damn,” Luke said, biting his lip looking at her ass.“Dilemma solved. I mean, hell, I’d do you,” Jasmine said to her, playfully patting her ass. “And all that ass.”“Not sure if you’re serious or…”

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