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Chapter 135 by Fiend21 Fiend21

Who is it?

Caoimhe (GF)

You watch as Caoimhe walks in, carrying a pink plastic basket of laundry as she hums some annoyingly catchy pop song, before she sees you.

"Oh, hey Jack! How are you?"

"Been better," you shrug. "Leave the laundry there, I'll do it for you."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, whatever," you nod.

"Thanks, baby. I thought I'd do my laundry and come visit you. I brought you lunch!"

Caoimhe pulls out a blob of tin foil, offering it to you. You unwrap it to find half a baguette stuffed with chicken and barbecue sauce, before handing you a can of one of the generic soft drinks they sell in the cafeteria.

"Oh thanks," you smile, as she pulls out a similar meal for herself.

The two of you sit atop a washing machine, eating your meal as you talk. You ask Caoimhe about her day and how her classes went, talk briefly about the most exciting part of your day (when you spent half an hour trying to get a quarter out from under the dryer), and end up talking about whether you could a lion could defeat a gorilla, with Caoimhe left massively underestimating the pure raw strength of a gorilla.

"You're just underestimating the power of fists. It's breaking the lion's skull without a doubt, one punch."

"The teeth would tear into the gorilla so quickly! Or the claws! You can't punch when your muscles are torn to shreds!"

"You're ridiculous," you say, before checking the time. "I think I might need to get back to work if I want to finish by the end of the day."

"Well, do you want to come over later? Katie and Beth are going to town, so we can have the room to ourselves!"

"Yeah perfect," you nod. "It'll be nice to unwind after I finish this work. To be honest, doing the laundry is the worst. I'm just tired, and bored, and horny as shit with no one around.

"Oh, really?" Caoime smiles coyly. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Oh sweet, definitely! If I move some clothes aside, I can definitely make a comfortable pile of clothes that we could fuck on."

"Jack!" Caoimhe says, blushing hard. "I don't want to have sex in a laundry room! Anyone could walk in on us!"

What's next?

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