You still don't believe John. But you decide to humor him. "I wish we were at an exotic beach, and we were younger". You felt proud about that little extra at the end of your wish.
A familiar gust of wind hit you both. Then almost in an instant you both find yourselves in an exotic beach.
You drop the notebook. "Pick it up" John says. You realize your mistake. You pick it up, and put it in the sand where is dry and safe. You go back to kissing John. He touches your breasts and gets you aroussed.
"I think we are too young for this" he says. "You think? ok ok... lets just make out, and we can later turn ourselves a little bit older" you propose.
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