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Holly glared at her old friend. “Fuck you, Thadd. You’ve known loads of girls who I’ve turned  lesbian.” Her speech was a bit slurred, but she held her liquor well. Reaching down, she  adjusted her bra, her large breasts jiggling. “Even back in high school!” 

Thadd snorted in derision. “Oh, really? Name some, then?” 

Holly thought for a moment. “Stacey Harlow?” 

“The cheerleader? She had a boyfriend in high school. Didn’t she?” 

“She did, until I talked her into cheating on him with me.” Holly sneered at the memory. “Now she’s married to a woman...”

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