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Sweetie a lie and its her love story

Sweetie lives in a lie and every moment created for her is a lie and the most troublesome thing is she is unaware of that will she know what is there for her in a lie and understanding is just another problem that has to be gained anyway. Suffering is a painful word but is more sorrowful when a lie adds to it.

STBboss · Fantasia
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Discomfort and unknown love

Sweetie: well ok. Now stand like this and like this yes this pose is good yes.

After taking pics of Jill when she shows Jill how he is looking they suddenly get so close that a kiss happens to occur between them and after a few seconds when they realize that what they are doing is not right so they push each other away. The act they did makes both of them blush after a few minutes when Sweetie feels like she has to finish the tension in the air so she asks Jill to change into a girl's clothes again and turn into a girl before changing so she can take Jill's pics in girl form. As to fulfill her mom's wish Jill goes to changing room and changes her clothes when she comes back and looks at Sweetie's face she laughs and gets closer to Sweetie again and comments on her pic Sweetie pushes Jill away and tells her to give her perfect poses so, she can take pics for Mission of taking pics of Jill in both boy and girl form. Sweetie tells Jill that they will meet after a while and Jill blushes too when she realizes that she blushed she feels that Sweetie already moved out of the room which makes Jill a bit uncomfortable and she follows Sweetie just to finish her curiosity. Sweetie gets inside a café and sits on a chair near to window with a boy sitting on the opposite side of Sweetie. When Jill sees this her eyes get all teary and she runs without thinking anything towards her car to go back to the hotel. Jill cries a lot and in the end, she starts talking to herself.

Jill: why am I crying?

Jill: why am I feeling unwell?

Jill: why do I feel like my heart is in pain?

Jill: why? Why? Why?