I pulled my finger from her ass and without thinking held it to my nose.
"Paul!" She admonished.
"Sorry."
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I stood up determined to be strong but I could smell her and taste her.
"I..." I started, but she had turned her back and was walking towards her bedroom.
Her buttocks were tight and high. Moving up and down as she walked. She stopped at the door and turned her head to look at me over one shoulder. My feet were moving but it wasn away from her.
Jack Barrett Ch. 01
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Chapter 1: Meeting Ashley
Summer was fading fast, and a new school year was about to begin. I sat on the balcony of my two-bedroom apartment (wearing my typical morning attire: boxers only), sipping a beer, and enjoying one of the last few days of my vacation. I teach mathematics at Central High School (Advanced Math & Calculus), and soon I would be
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