96. Socks .*.96. Socks.*. Summer Before Seventh Year Samira was idly folding some socks in her room when her elder cousin Elektra burst in. “We’re going partying,” she said as-a-matter-of-factly.
“What do you mean?” said Samira. “Mother said we couldn’t go. It’s unsupervised!”
Elektra was a party-girl, and she was forever pulling Samira into her messes.
“Don’t be such a prune, Sami,” snapped Elektra. After a bit of persuading, Samira agreed, and the two snuck out.
Later than night, when Samira and Elektra came home, tipsy, giggling, and with their clothes ruffled in a very suggestive way, they barely noticed their parents sitting there, waiting.
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