Lucy was only seven years old. I had picked her out almost immediately, she was the prettiest kid with the most possible-potential. With her long, brunette locks and her big, mossy-green eyes, she seemed also perfect. Not only was she beautiful, she had the tiniest, most fragile body i'd ever seen in a child, making the experience more thrilling. I was dropping my son, Jake, off at school. He was in the same class as Lucy, and when i asked him of her, he said she was quiet but was really sweet. I had the feeling Jake had a crush on...
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