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“Aunt Jillian, have you seen my uniform?” I asked, seemingly puzzled. “But, after we eat, we can play a game or watch a movie or something”. “Hi” I got in the car hesitantly. Just- wait,” I searched the two rows of seats behind us for some extra umbrellas. My foot slipped forward slightly and I could feel the fabric of her panties with my toes. The thin material of my soccer uniform was completely drenched and so were the insides of my sneakers. The car stopped a few feet away from a tree.
