Dipper Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Dipper Ch. 01

... public just to win a bet, right? Which actually works in my favor because it's no rumor that some guys sweat more then others, so, I mean, maybe it's true that I often tease about what may or may not be revealed with just a few zips of a few zippers.

Not that I'm claiming to just be a tease, but it's hard to resist a pair of lips that are quivering, right? It's like the starting gun of a track meet!

Or the kickoff of Middleton's Scavenger Hunt as sponsored by who else other than Mrs. Bentley.

[Clink, clink, clink go the scavenger hunt kickoff Champagne glasses]

"(Hic) you all have your first scavenger hunt clue envelope and (hic), there are 14 more clue envelopes strategically placed around our fine city of Middleton (hic) and we, the scavenger hunt committee (hic), have 15 bottles of Champagne to finish off under the Festival Pavilion (hic), so, good luck and go!"

I mean, it's been rumored that the city of Middleton's various committee's dreams up stuff to keep the Champagne flowing, but there are citizen activities, so it's not a huge problem. Well, it's not as huge of a problem as the tipsy Mrs. Bentley is huge up top, so, whatever.

"(Giggles)"

[The scavenger hunters start to disburse, but the crowd seems to stop in their tracks while reading the first clue because the scavenger hunters expected GPS coordinates for their phones instead of poorly written riddles]

"Excuse me, what did you just say to me, Taylor? I mean, what? What words just came ...

... of the mouth of the guy who signed my yearbook "strawberry lips forever" with fancy little artwork, hmm?"

"Dipper, I just asked you if you would help me decipher the first clue since you spent so many of your days in the hallways slapping, clapping and snapping back at the rumors with such witty and rhythmic flare about it, that's all, so, are you going to help me or what?"

[Huh, some of the other scavenger hunters have noticed the warmup suit leaning into Taylor's SUV window and rumor has it that some think that's the real prize]

"Well, wait one more time, Taylor because who are you and what did you do with the Taylor who once dipped my dark pigtails in red paint when I dozed off for a minute in art class, hmm? What happened to the prankster guy from back in the day, hmm?"

"Oh, you mean the red tips in your hair that rumors had it that it was the start of your next fashion and hair statements, Dipper, huh? You mean the red tips in your hair that put you in the limelight for our Strawberry Fields themed prom, huh?"

Well, being in the limelight at our Strawberry Fields prom was completely rumors. I mean, that was two years ago, but as I remember it, a handful of guys kept trying to back walk me into the dimmer lights. And since George didn't have the nerve to leak any details or he was ashamed, that info never ever surfaced at all, which means it never made the rumor mill system, the end.

"(Damn, Taylor is getting help from Dipper! That's Dipper? Oh, that's ...