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best friend was rounding out with newly formed woman curves. He had often fantasized about them during his adolescent wet dreams.
    â€œC’mon hurry up. If my grandmother wakes up she’s gonna flip,” Sean urged. Finally her body dropped through the window onto a pile of boxes his grandmother had there. Seeing how easily Sunny was able to drop onto the boxes and climb down into his house, it suddenly occurred to Sean that if Sunny could get through the window and use the boxes to climb down, any burglar could. He quickly took the stacks of boxes from the window and locked it.
    â€œCan I stay here with you tonight?” Sunny pleaded, sweat wetting her hair and the sides of her face. “I really can’t go back home right now. If I can’t stay here I will have to sleep on the street,” Sunny rambled. Sean looked at her confused. He hadn’t seen her look so frazzled before.
    â€œLike . . . um . . . a sleepover?” he asked, his eyebrows scrunched low. Sunny and Sean had been friends for over a year, but they had never had a sleepover before. “I . . . I . . . don’t know if Big Mama is gonna allow that,” Sean said tentatively.
    â€œPlease, Sean . . . just sneak me in your room and I’ll sleep under your bed. Please. I can’t go back home tonight. My mother ain’t there and . . . and . . . I’m begging you,” Sunny pleaded, her voice suddenly quivering on the brink of tears. Sunny couldn’t stop the flood of tears coming from her eyes. She sunk down on top of a box.
    â€œWhat’s the matter, Sunny?” Sean asked her, sitting down next to her. He was suddenly scared inside but he was trying his best to look strong.
    â€œHe . . . he . . . is messing with me. But now, he’s going . . . you know . . . all the way in,” Sunny stumbled to find the words. She pointed the area below her navel for emphasis. Sean’s eyes hooded over and his fists curled up at his sides.
    â€œWhat you mean all the way in? You mean like he’s trying to hump you?” Sean said through clenched teeth as he sprang to his feet. Sunny hung her head and began sobbing. She rushed into Sean and put her head on his chest and cried. Sean stood there helplessly, not knowing if he should hug her or go kill her stepfather.
    â€œC’mon. You can stay in my room tonight. Any night you want,” Sean comforted, wrapping his arms around her. Sunny kissed him on the cheek.
    â€œThank you, best friend.” She smiled through her tears.
    That night Sean couldn’t sleep. His mind raced in a million directions with the information Sunny had given him about her stepfather. Sean allowed her to snuggle her body close to his and he wrapped his arms around her so that she would feel protected. Sean watched as Sunny fell into a fitful sleep. He could only imagine what she was dreaming about.

    Sunny heard the door to her bedroom creak open and she snapped her eyes shut as tight as she could. Maybe if she pretended to be in a dead sleep he would leave her alone this time. The scent of alcohol entered the room before he did and when she smelled it, Sunny lost all hopes of escaping it tonight. She could hear him breathing like some wild animal in heat. Sunny cracked her eyes and he was jerking his dick to get it hard enough. She swallowed hard because that meant there would be more than touching this time again. After a few minutes, she felt her bed moving under all of his weight. Sunny clutched her blankets in a death grip, but they were ripped away from her anyway.
    â€œPlease! Stop!” Sunny yelled out, hoping that her mother would intervene.
    â€œShut the fuck up,” he growled, pointing his gun right in her face. Sunny swallowed her screams back down her throat.
    â€œOpen your fucking legs. You love this . . . I know you. You a fast - ass little hot bitch,” he panted. Sunny looked down and caught a glimpse of his tiny, slimy, musty dick. She