”“I couldn’t help but noticed you are reading Stephen King. He is one of my favorite.” I said to her.“Yeah. He is my favorite.” she replie....“So listen, I was thinking, maybe if you want we could grab some coffee or something later. I know this awesome coffee shop down the street.” I said to her.“Sure, I would like that. Maybe around 8 or so. Here is my number. Let me know.” she said to me with a smile. “I sure will. See you then.” I said to her. I smiled as I walked away. I was still captivated. I’m so sick of drills.”“Sweat more now so we bleed less later,” Blaine said. “That’s what my father once told me when I wanted to quit practicing one summer.”“We’ll see,” I said as Lenore stood up and put a hand on my shoulder. She had been kneeling next to me during the simulation. Now my lovely concubine put her arms around my chest as she leaned over to kiss my cheek.“You need to relax, master,” she whispered.Terrence started laughing. “Oh, you don’t have to remind me, B-dog. I already can. “Ben” Gina asked. “This could be really embarrassing or really good fun” she had a naughty grin on her face, “Sally are you thinking what I’m thinking”“Real has to be better that fake, and he’s probably more experienced than you”“Hey” Gina slapped her friend on the butt and they both laughed.Sally turned and facing her friend, put her hands on Gina’s face she began kissing her, their tongues quickly searching each other’s mouth. Gina’s hands exploring Sally’s body, her ass, her back. Watching. I had a good look at her. She was dusky skinned, fairly good tits, curvaceous hips and thick succulent lips. I helped her with her books and stuff that had fallen and dher only managed a thanks and soon disappeared.Smoking my cigarette I thought about the brief encounter. I could still feel her body warmth her perfume and her soft titties. I had held her across her hips to prevent her from falling. I blamed myself for not getting a quick feel of her butt, maybe I should have rubbed my chest.
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