jessicaprone
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One Saturday about two months since ive come to America I went to San Francisco.Ever since I came from Africa Ive been wearing as little clothing as possible especially with this heat.I wore this cool patterned skirt that went to my ankles and and had two slits on the sides that came back to my waist.So there was pretty much a long cloth in the front and another long cloth in the back.My shirt was just a yellow sponge bob shirt about a inch from my waist along with these green sandals.
There actually was a 13-15 year old kid asking to take pictures of me.At first I refused but gave in in about 4 seconds.He took some candid pictures.This kid asked me to lay down on a green bunch.(heres the tickle)I laid on my tummy and I kicked off my shoes thinking he would leave soon but he took my left foot and scraped it with his nail.I screeched enough for everyone in a 50 foot radius could hear.I fell off the bench(which was very short by the way)and tore part of my skirt.
I realize for some this is hard to believe but it is 100 percent true.
p.s. afterward i got my bellybutton pierced at Mom's body shop.
There actually was a 13-15 year old kid asking to take pictures of me.At first I refused but gave in in about 4 seconds.He took some candid pictures.This kid asked me to lay down on a green bunch.(heres the tickle)I laid on my tummy and I kicked off my shoes thinking he would leave soon but he took my left foot and scraped it with his nail.I screeched enough for everyone in a 50 foot radius could hear.I fell off the bench(which was very short by the way)and tore part of my skirt.
I realize for some this is hard to believe but it is 100 percent true.
p.s. afterward i got my bellybutton pierced at Mom's body shop.
