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Post by Gabriel Roosevelt on Aug 25, 2010 23:16:08 GMT -5
Gabe kept going... And going... And going... Jamie's reactions fluctuated. Most of it, he was just there... Sometimes he would pull to for a few secondsn and reciprocate just long enough for Gabe to think he wasn't doing anything wrong.
When he finished, they were both completely unclothed, and Gabe was technically a rapist. But he didn't realize it, and just rolled over into the sand.
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Post by Jamie Anthony on Aug 25, 2010 23:20:38 GMT -5
Jamie was still unconscious for the most part, but regardless his body rolled over on his side, facing away from Gabe. His past experiences with alcohol had trained his body to do this. If there was one way Jamie was sure he didn't want to die, it was by choking on his own vomit in his sleep after passing out from drinking to excess.
So he rolled onto his side, and alcohol and stomach acid spilled from his mouth into the sand in his unconscious state. He coughed a few times, then rolled back onto his back where he lay, now unmoving.
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Post by Gabriel Roosevelt on Aug 25, 2010 23:22:39 GMT -5
Gabe dressed himself up, as well as Jamie who clearly was in no position to do it himself. He stood, wiping the sand off himself and looked down at his drunk friend.
"Fuck..."
He swung Jamie into his arms and carried him off to his car. Jamie didn't want to go home, so Gabe took him to his house.
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