Brayshaw either. XXX Just you getting dressed sometimes.” I had to glance away from her. Coming to the conclusion I had nothing much to lose, I dressed myself, then went downstairs and outside to the small deck where I liked to study. I hadn’t even made it to the doorway when she called me back. The heat between her thighs was like nothing I had ever experienced. Don’t get me wrong…she was still friendly, just less flirty I guess is the word. I figured that sounded better than telling her my dad had knocked back one too many Mojitos at a cousin’s place last night and was sleeping it off till the afternoon. Read 31161 times |
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