<strong><span class="bbc_u">Teen Pregnancy Pact</span></strong><br/><br/>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/12/Bailey.jpg)<br/><br/>Sixteen year-old Bailey spread her legs on the masseuse table.<br/><br/>Juggling school and multiple girlfriends was tough, and a girl needed some down time. Her mother had given her a gift card for her birthday, now just a month ago. Bailey knew just how to spend it too. She chose a popular spa, but did not choose the fanciest either, and for a good reason. An extra generous tip spoke volumes at such places and no words need be exchanged. The tawny haired freckled masseuse was quite professional and skilled. The woman, closer in age to Bailey's mother than her own friends, oiled up a nude Bailey. She rubbed the girl down, massaging all of her muscles and stroking her gently from her scalp down to her toes.<br/><br/>Bailey's generosity however ensured the spa session would end very delightfully. Not every spa in Viginti offered such services but indeed some did. So long as spas did not devolve into brothel's the authorities turned a blind eye. Bailey looked down between her pert breasts. The tumble of curly hair splayed over her lap obscured the woman's face, but the talented tongue forced Bailey to bite her lip. Bailey had chosen this woman for her presumed experience, and she was not disappointed. The masseuse's tongue was incredible and Bailey's hips rose from the table, cramming her sodden mess up against the probing tongue. A small whimpering cry escaped the teenager's pouting lips, her orgasm escaping her.<br/><br/>A delightful way to spend one's day to be sure, but Bailey could only allot herself so much time for pleasure. Studies and homework beckoned, as did her girlfriends. With a wide smile and tingling from head to toe, Bailey left the spa and made her way home. Bailey's dark brown hair flew astray with the gust of wind the preceded the train's arrival. Her soft brown eyes gleamed with content, feeling so alive after the delicious massage. She boarded the train, the fee drawn from the RFID fashioned into one of her dainty earrings.<br/><br/>Essays and mathematics were far from the only thing on Bailey's mind these days. Herself and two of her close friends had come to an important and significant decision. The three had decided to become mothers, and moreover, be each other's aunties. It was not a decision any of them made lightly nor without the blessing of each of their families. The approval of each of their mother's was most difficult to attain and was in the works for nearly a year. For herself, Bailey had a close and large family. She was the youngest of three sisters and two aunties that at different times shared a suite with her mother. Bailey knew that before it was all said and done she wanted two babies, and she wanted to get the first one under her belt earlier rather than later. A number of her friends were already mothers. It was not at all unusual to see a handful of expectant mothers roaming the halls of her school. There were a multitude of resources and help to be had, indeed her school had its own child-care facility. Beyond the joys and mysteries of motherhood, there was the delightful imaginings of the three of them impregnating each other. Bailey had often lie in bed dreaming of that time to come.<br/><br/>In her cramped and tiny room Bailey set about trying to concentrate on her school work. Her pink cell phone lie not far away, and was sure to start ringing any time. Lying on her bed with her work in front of her, Bailey's slender figure stretched out. Out of habit her carefully manicured and painted toes wiggled, an unconscious mechanism triggered by her state of concentration. She wore her most comfy pair of shorts. The soft terry cloth material was always welcomed against her tender skin. She had also slipped over her head her favorite t-shirt, her school's volleyball team logo across the front.<br/><br/>Bailey tapped away at the computer notebook before her as she dove into her half completed essay on the history of the Vicenary, chewing her lip and wiggling her toes.