Send me an Angel
There she is, the girl of your dreams, Mary Warren. She is a few inches shorter than you are. She has golden blonde hair that flows down to her mid-back. Her breasts are a tad small for your tastes, but nonetheless still perfect. The only problem is that she will never be yours. You had just gone up to her at her locker and asked her to go on a date with you. She declined, saying “Really? You? Ha, yeah right.” Nearly every day when you arrive at your high school, of which you and Mary are...
Mind Control