Mmmmm... Your girlfriend, Tara. You can't help but feel as if that would be awesome. Not only would you get a shot at being a girl, you would be 'Hot.' You take out your cell phone, and punch Tara's number.
"Hey, Tara! Come over!" You say.
"I don't know, I'm at the mall with Ari and Latoya..."
"Bring them, it'll be real quick!"
"Ok, I guess so..."
For about twenty minutes, you wait, plotting. Then the three girls come into your house, chatting up a storm.
"So what did you want to show me?" She asks, while setting her bags down near the couch.
"Come on, it's in the Shed." you say.
"Hold on, I've gotta go to the bathroom!" She says, rushing down the hall. "She'll be a good five minutes." you think, not wanting to wait any longer.
You start to notice that Tara's friends seem to have the same apeal as Tara. Maybe...
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