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Taking Jubilee’s hand, Monet led the way out of the cabin and through the cleared path that led to the outhouses. As they walked, Monet gave a gentle squeeze to Jubilee’s hand. She was enthused to feel an answering pressure on her own hand.

I was right, she thought, taking smug satisfaction in both her rightness and having Jubilee soon to be at her sexual beck and call. She does want me; finally, some good taste. And here I thought the summer would be a total waste. But I’ve found ways to keep me occupied. And with three to play with, I can do far more than just relieve my urges. I can get up to some… experimenting…

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Oh God, don’t tell me she’s becoming an emo, Betsy thought to herself, studying the faces of the girls who circled her and noticing the downcast expression that Jubilee wore.

She was demonstrating basket weaving to the girls in her group and she would’ve thought that Jubilee’s indomitable spirit would take well to having something to do, some way to please her teachers and compete with her schoolmates, but she seemed withdrawn. Not her usual punchy self.

Betsy had to wonder if there was anything to it beyond teenage hormones—after all, no one could stay a spunky adolescent forever.