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Michelle sniffed as she stepped back from hugging Andrea, getting a good-sized remnant bit of coke up in her nose. Michelle did notice the way Andrea sniffed, too, but didn't say anything about it.

"I know, babe, I'm so sorry about your dad, and... Shit, who else died? Two funerals, right? C'mon, we need to cheer you up!" Michelle said, grabbing Andrea's hand and leading her away from the food court, sniffing again, her eyes bloodshot and her mind and heart racing.

 

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"My dad's breaks failed and he hit a car in the middle of an intersection. It was my friend Logan in the car, and he died too," Andrea explained to Michelle as they walked back into the mall. It was obvious from how fast Michelle was walking and moving that she was high. Something was definitely up, but Andrea didn't want to get into it right now, she needed a friend and Michelle was really all she had.

"I don't know how cheered up I'll get until all of this is over, Miche," she said as they walked into the first store to look for dresses.

 

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"I'm so sorry Andi," Michelle said, squeezing her hand as they made their way towards a rack of black dresses. "I know it's gonna take some time..." Michelle stopped and looked at Andrea, sizing her up for a moment before turning back to the rack. She started pulling out dresses, and just a few minutes later, Andrea's arms were full. Michelle had a few she wanted to try on as well.

"Let's see if any of these work for ya," Michelle said with a smile, and led Andrea off towards the dressing room stalls in the back of the store. The line at the registers in front was getting long, and there was no employee in the back to help them, and Michelle just opened a door and led the both of them inside.

 

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Andrea sniffed again, this time it had nothing to do with needing a fix. The relief of her dad being gone but the guilt of Logan getting killed in this mess was really fucking with her emotions. She picked through the rack of black dresses with Michelle until she had an armful and they walked to the fitting room, both going into the same unlocked room.

She peeled off her sweater and jeans, standing in her black lace boy shorts and matching strapless bra, looking through her pile of dresses before trying a couple on.

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"I think that second one is perfect!" Michelle said, sniffing again a couple of times. She tried on a couple of different outfits she'd picked out, but didn't like any of them.

"Okay, I'm sorry, Andi, I got to do this, these guys gave me some of this and it is really good shit, I'm sure it'll help you feel better," Michelle said, grabbing her jeans off the floor and pulling her little baggie of coke out of the pocket. She knelt on the floor next to the bench. "C'mon, real quick..." Michelle said, spreading out some powder and raking it into lines with a credit card...

 

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Andrea put her jeans back on, raising an eyebrow at Michelle's comment, wondering what she was talking about, shaking her head when she saw the baggie of fine white poweder.

"Michelle, I, we can't. I thought you wanted to get clean and stop all this shit," she protested, licking her lips as Michelle cut it into lines.

She pulled on her sweater and shook her head, trying to convince herself it would be wrong to start all over again.

 

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"C'mon, Andi, just a couple bumps with me, please," she said, looking up at her from down on her knees, wearing just her underwear.

The lines were cut. And fat.

Michelle was rolling up a twenty-dollar bill...

"Please..."

 

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"C'mon, Andi, just a couple bumps with me, please," she said, looking up at her from down on her knees, wearing just her underwear.

The lines were cut. And fat.

Michelle was rolling up a twenty-dollar bill...

"Please..."

"Fuck" Andrea whispered before kneeling down and watching Michelle roll up a twenty. She bit her lip and waited until Michelle handed her the twenty. She held her hair back with one hams and held the twenty to her nose, bending over the bench and quickly doing a line, closing her eyes and immediately craving more.

 

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Michelle took the twenty and snorted a line for herself. "Fuck, yeah, that's good," she said, and snorted another line just as fast, up the other nostril, before handing the twenty back to Andrea. She started putting her clothes back on.

"C'mon, hurry up, let's get your dress and go run around and find some hot guys to flirt with!" Michelle said, snorting as she did.

 

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Andrea took the twenty back and did her second line. "dammit that's smooth," she said, giving the rolled up bill back to Michelle before standing up and checking herself in the mirror.

She hated to admit it but Michelle was right, she did feel better. "okay but I can't stay out too long, my mom's coming home early tomorrow morning," she explained as she went to pay for her dress.

 

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"Okay, okay," Michelle said, cleaning up the last of the cocaine before they headed out. Andrea paid for her dress. Michelle's phone buzzed with a text message while they were waiting in line.

It was from Tommy: "At the Mall, huh? Go find Frankie Drake, he's working at the Starbucks in the Border's. He has a break in fifteen minutes. You and Andrea need to both suck his cock. If you don't... Well, you know the drill."

Michelle turned bright red, and her pussy puddled right away. She'd actually had a crush on Frankie for years! And now...

Now she was going to be a big, coked-out slut for him. She sniffed hard. "Fuck," she muttered, before showing Andrea the text message, right after she paid for the dress.

 

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Andrea and Michelle waited in line so she could pay for her dress. She noticed Michelle pull out her phone while the clerk rang up her purchase. She signed the credit card screen and took her bag, turning towards Michelle who was holding her phone for Andrea to read.

She read it and looked at Michelle. "What the fuck is this?" she asked, her heart beating fast, trying to figure out why the hell there would be a message like that from Tommy, the loser from school that she publicly humiliated a few months ago?

"What does he mean by that, and why does he even have your number?" she asked, becoming consumed by a heated combination of fear and anger.

 

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"He's the one who knows, Andi," Michelle said. I just found out this weekend, bit I couldn't get a hopd of you. He knows everything. He's got the videos... He makes me do things. I think he's got Julie and Lindsay, too, I don't know..."

And then, as if on cue, as they were walking out of the boutique, Andrea and Michelle crashed headlong into Julie and Lindsay, both pairs of girls too absorbed in coversation to watch where they were going.

Julie was carrying a mocha frappuccino from Starbucks. Well, now, after Andrea crashed right into her, she was wearing it all over her tight white tank top, the icy beverage sinking down between her cleavage!

"You fucking cunt!" Julie screamed!

 

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Andrea could feel the color drain from her face, her mind was reeling. How did he know, who would have told him?

Her thoughts were interrupted by a head on collision with Julie, who's drink had spilled all over her white shirt.

"Julie, I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention," she said, blushing bright red when Julie screamed at her. "look I'm sorry, but we've gotta go," she said, trying to get around Julie.

 

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"Fuck you, bitch!" Julie yelled at Andrea. And then she threw her cup at Andrea and shoved her hard! "What's your problem, you little two-timing cunt?"

It was pretty clear that Julie and Lindsay were coked-out and drunk.

"Julie, Lindz, please, we've got to go," Michelle said, "Can we do this later... Maybe have a little party and talk and fix this all?"

"There's nothing to fix," Julie sneered.

 

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Andrea stepped back, trying to avoid the mostly empty cup Julie threw at her. "Julie, stop it, you're making a bigger scene than this deserves," Andrea tried to reason. "I'll pay for a new shirt, I'll give you money at school. I wasn't paying attention, I've sort of had a lot on my mind, you know, with my dad dying and all," she said glancing at her watch.

"Don't waste your breath Michelle, we've gotta go," she said, grabbing Michelle's hand and leading her around their former friends, heading towards Boarders.

 

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"I don't want your dirty money you fucking whore!" Julie called out as Andrea and Michelle walked away. "God, I hate that fucking cunt! Argh!"

The girls made their way through the mall and arrived at the Border's. Sure enough, here was Frankie, glass and braces and all, steaming milk in front of the espresso machine, wearing a green Starbucks apron. Michelle winked at Andrea before walking right up to him.

"Hey Frankie," she said, "I think the ladies' rest room is gonna need to be cleaned in about five minutes," she said, with her best naughty smirk and a bit of extra cleavage on display.

"B-but that's my break-oh." Realization dawned on him. "No problem," he said, his gaze lingering on Andrea. Michelle winked at him and then led Andrea to the ladies' restroom, where she locked the door and immediately busted out the coke again.

 

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Andrea ignored Julie's yelling and smirked when a security guard approached her and Lindsay. She missed having Julie as a friend, but refused to linger on that thought.

She and Michelle got to the Starbucks inside of Boarders and found Frankie at the espresso Machine. Andrea pulled back slightly and let Michelle do the talking. She glanced away when she saw him look at her, his eyes roaming up and down her body.

She followed Michelle into the bathroom and sat down on a bench outside of the stalls while Michelle locked the door. Both girls got on their knees while Michelle brought out her baggie of coke.

"How long has stuff like this been going on, Miche?" she asked, dipping her finger into the little pile of coke and rubbing it along her gums, smiling as it quickly absorbed into her blood stream.

"Dammit that's good."

 

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"I know, it's really good, huh," Michelle said, snorting a fat line through a rolled-up twenty. She threw her head back and snorted hard, before handing the twenty over to Andrea. "I told you about it when it first started, that first time... God, and it's been like almost everyday since then, something else, someone else... Fuck, I've started enjoying it."

She looked down at the coke and watched Andrea do her line. "Maybe too much," she muttered, and then snorted up another line and then there was a knock at the door. "Finish it real quick," Michelle said to Andrea, as she got up and went over to the door to let Frankie in.

 

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Andrea watched Michelle snort her first line before handing over the rolled up twenty. She moved closer to the bench and snorted her own fat line, wiping at her nose with the back of her hand. She handed the twenty back to Michelle while she explained about long and how often things had been going on with Tommy.

"Shit, I didn't even realize that, I'm so sorry Miche. Jesus. I don't know what to do, I don't even know how he knows about this, or how much he really knows," there was no way he could know everything, no one knew everything. He had to be bluffing, right?

She took the twenty back from Michelle and jumped slightly at the knock at the door. She snorted the last line quickly and cleaned up the remnants while Michelle got up and unlocked the door, letting Frankie in.

Andrea wrapped her fingers around the twenty and stood up, looking at Frankie and Michelle. She stepped closer to Michelle and slid the twenty into the back pocket of her jeans.

She wasn't sure why she was so nervous about blowing him. Until recently this was a regular activity for her, but now that she didn't have a choice, it was a completely different situation and while she liked to be controlled during sex, being controlled like she was by Tommy made her feel sick.

 

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"Hey Frankie," Michelle said, pulling him inside and shutting and locking the door behind him. She had her hands all over him right away, groping at him. She looked over at Andrea and winked.

"Today's your lucky day, Frankie," Michelle said, her tongue grazing his ear.

"I'll say!" Frankie said, his knees buckling a bit. Michelle led him over to the bench they'd just snorted the blow off of, and sat him down.

"C'mon," Michelle said to Andrea, motioning her to follow, as she got down on her knees in front of the young man, and pulled down his pants.

"Let's see some tits!" Frankie said, eyeing their chests.

Michelle smirked. "Sure thing, stud," and peeled her top off. She wasn't wearing a bra.

 

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Andrea stood still while Michelle tended to Frankie. She flashed back to the very first night with Matt at Julie's party, feeling just as forced into this situation, if not more.

she sighed and walked over to Michelle, kneeling with her and pulling her top off, hoping that would suffice for Frankie. She moved her hands to his boxers, And pulled them down his legs, glancing over her shoulder at Michelle.

 

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Frankie's cock sprung up, hard as a rock, when Andrea pulled his boxers off. His eyes were glued to her big titties. Michelle grabbed his cock, causing him to groan in pleasure, and almost immediately went down on him, sucking his cock into her mouth and working his full length, up and down.

"Oh God," Frankie said, groaning and staring hungrily at Andrea's bare chest. He reached out for her, his hands touching her arms and back, and his mouth moved to her pert nipples, and he suckled them hard in his mouth while Michelle sucked him off.

 

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Andrea watched as Michelle immediately took Frankie's cock into her mouth, leaving her with little to do. She unhooked her strapless lace bra and moved up onto the bench, giving Frankie easier access to her pert, DD tits.

She sniffed hard, remnants of her last line hitting her brain. She unzipped her jeans and took his hand, sliding down towards her black lace panties while he suckled on her hardened nipples.

Her eyes closed as thoughts raced through her mind. She was accepting her role as a whore, it was who she would always be, no matter how hard she fought against it.

 

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Frankie eagerly suckled and squeezed Andrea's luscious tits, and then, when she guided his hand down to her smooth shaved cunt, his fingers curled up and two digits slipped inside her dripping wet entrance.

Frankie couldn't help but groan again as he looked from Andrea to Michelle. This was easily the greatest moment of his eighteen year old life; he simply couldn't believe these two smoking hot sluts were randomly doing him like this! Granted, Frankie had no idea that his friend Tommy was behind it all, pulling the strings on these girls to get all the nerds, geeks and dweebs in their class good and properly laid!

"Fuck, that's it," Frankie muttered as Michelle's head bobbed up and down his stiff prick at a faster pace now...