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Hot Blog: CRAZY GAY BUS was knocked out of me as eighteen years and one hundred and twenty pounds of schoolgirl crashed into my body. Arms around my neck, Kristie pressed her lips into my cheek. Half of me returned the hug, while the other half was occupied with trying to keep the towel safely wrapped around my dripping torso.
"Kristie!" I exclaimed, "My God." I looked at Hal's daughter and could scarcely believe my eyes. Gone was the chubby child who used to run like lightning to get me a beer from the fridge, and in her place was a woman. I pulled back and met her eyes, which were wild like blue lightning with enthusiasm, and I took her in. Her dark hair was cut into a punkish spike, and her ears were filled with piercings. She was tall ¡V my height, and I was almost 6 feet ¡V and her body was taut and firm and accentuated by the yellow tank top and torn denim shorts that hugged her flesh. A mouthful of braces shone at me. Her arms were still around my neck.
