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This is the fourth story in the Last Summer series.
Out of the Frying Pan
Quinn Morgendorffer, Sandi Griffin, Stacy Rowe, and Tiffany Blum-Deckler sat around the Morgendorffer sofas before a bountiful spread of carrot sticks, celery stalks, fat-free popcorn and diet soda. Sandi lightly rubbed the painful bump on the side of her head. Quinn, do you mean to tell me that your geeky sister finally learned to dress herself presentably, just to talk to another brain?
Well, it was the only way she could get into the banquet. I guess some people just have twisted motivations.
But, werent there any boys there? Tiffany slowly said, Shouldnt that be reason enough?
Stacy piped in quickly, You said you met some really cute guys there, didnt your sister even meet any?
Quinn slowly shook her head, Daria had probably a dozen college students following her, and could have wrapped each one around her finger. Instead, she wanders off with that Ms. Murphey for the whole rest of the evening. Quinn followed with the thought, Leaving them to wander over and bother me. I can see why she wanted a change of company, each one of those college boys made Upchuck look like a boy scout.
Sandi imperiously added, Well, you can only accomplish so much at one time, at least you were able to get her into some decent clothes for a change. We will just have to teach her how to act around boys later. Oh, Quinn, next time, you really should try to work on her hair and makeup.
Like you said, we can only do so much at one time. Under her breath she said, Yeah, you try to put makeup on her, I like having my arms still attached to my shoulders.
That minimal accessory look was so right for your sister; you are such a genius Quinn. Stacy said with a hint of envy.
Thanks Stacy, but I really
Tiffany slightly tilted her head, Wait, wasnt she seeing that Tom guy, he was cute.
Tiffany, Daria broke up with him just before the end of school. Quinn answered.
So, is he available?
He may be available, but I dont think hes your type, Daria said as she walked down the stairs. She had on a dark blue buttoned shirt tucked into her black skirt and carried her laptop in its case. He has a brain. You wouldnt want to get that kind of reputation, would you?
Ewwww, a brain. Now way, he looks way to good to have a brain.
Daria tilted her head back and gazed upward briefly, then turned to her sister, Quinn, Im going over to Janes this afternoon and I wont be home for dinner. Please let Mom know or only order for three when you get the pizza delivered. For your own good, ...More Cartoon Sex Stories...