Laura was definitely getting jealous. Libby has used those massive boobs of hers to snag the boy across the street. They are twins – they should look the same and they did up until Libby’s growth spurt. She has no right to be a D cup. It is totally unfair.
And just the other night she was going to have some friends over, but she fell asleep. Libby must have let one of them in, because when she woke up she’d been given the warm water treatment and her face had been drawn all over with a marker. Libby would never do something like that.
But Garret might have. Garret who once dyed Mrs. Whiskers blue.
Garret who was feared around the school for his skill at pranking without getting caught.
Garret who’d probably been seeing Libby longer than she thought and had probably pulled all of those mean tricks on her whenever Libby let him into the house.
And now Garret was going to help her with a little prank next time he came over chasing after Libby’s tail. And I’m going to let Libby know who did it and ruin his chances with Libby forever. She’ll never let him see those tits he loved again. Then he’ll be all mine.
And I’ll finally give him what he deserves for Mrs. Whiskers.
And so at school a day later,
“Gaaaarret?”
“Hi Laura. ‘sup?”
“How’d you like to help me with a little joke? I need an expert and a man’s touch.”
“Who’s the mark? Libby or your mom?”
“Uhm, Libby. What makes you think I’d prank mom?”
“The Great Garretini knows all. You want to,” Garret Gestures magically. “To Dye her skin orange and trick her into dancing naked at a lesbian bar! Right?”
“Uh, no. I need you to distract mom tonight while I use knockout drops on Libby, shave her pussy bald and leave her with in the living room with a talking vibrator I ordered online” smirks Laura knowing full well that she has printed up fake receipts saying Garret ordered it. “When Grandma comes over all you have to do is lead her and Mom into the living room.”
“Sounds fun but two things: 1, what’s in it for me?”
“How about you do what I say,” Laura snarls. “Or I let your mother know what you’ve been up to around my house?”
“Riiight” says Garret turning to walk away from the bitch.
“Are you in or are you out, Garret?”
“Oh, it looks like I’m in alright, but wait ‘til you see number 2. Buh bye.” Bitch.Garret mumbles under his breath.
‘Number 2’ thinks Laura, grinning smugly. ‘Is that some sort of bathroom gag?’
Sat Dec 18 19:28:51 2004