"Um... Okay."
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 6
by
copier
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lives74
They walk... er... Franky walked while holding Phil... over to Karen.
"I hope you're not expecting an appology, cockroach," Karen sneered.
"Karen, that's cruel, and you know it," Franky told her flatly.
"He shouldn't be here. For one, he's just a burden for someone or all of us. For two, he's a HE... in an all-GIRLS school."
"That's no reason to commit murder. The principal obviously thought he was exceptional."
"Um, girls? Do I get a say in this?"
Simultaneously, Karen answered, "No," and Franky answered, "Sure, go ahead."
"I think you're both right. I don't belong here, but Karen, that's no reason to treat me with violence. Franky, can we leave it at that?"
"I guess. Here. You can ride on my shoulder. My arm's getting tired." Franky turned and walked to the cafeteria.
"Actually, I've had bad experiences with shoulders. Could I ride somewhere else?"
"How bout my pocket? I hold my books and tray and stuff down near my hips, so my breast pocket will have to do," she said, putting him in the pocket right in front of her nipple, which he could feel poking into his back.
"Um... this makes me a little uncomfortable, Franky."
"Too tight?"
"No. It's the fact that it's your breast pocket and I can feel your nipple through your uniform."
"Oh. Are you uncomfortable because you like it and it makes you nervous?"
"I hope you're not expecting an appology, cockroach," Karen sneered.
"Karen, that's cruel, and you know it," Franky told her flatly.
"He shouldn't be here. For one, he's just a burden for someone or all of us. For two, he's a HE... in an all-GIRLS school."
"That's no reason to commit murder. The principal obviously thought he was exceptional."
"Um, girls? Do I get a say in this?"
Simultaneously, Karen answered, "No," and Franky answered, "Sure, go ahead."
"I think you're both right. I don't belong here, but Karen, that's no reason to treat me with violence. Franky, can we leave it at that?"
"I guess. Here. You can ride on my shoulder. My arm's getting tired." Franky turned and walked to the cafeteria.
"Actually, I've had bad experiences with shoulders. Could I ride somewhere else?"
"How bout my pocket? I hold my books and tray and stuff down near my hips, so my breast pocket will have to do," she said, putting him in the pocket right in front of her nipple, which he could feel poking into his back.
"Um... this makes me a little uncomfortable, Franky."
"Too tight?"
"No. It's the fact that it's your breast pocket and I can feel your nipple through your uniform."
"Oh. Are you uncomfortable because you like it and it makes you nervous?"
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March 24, 2025
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