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Chapter 7 by namenotfound namenotfound

Do you chase after Sam or go meet Cinthia?

Meet up with Cinthia.

You instinctively start to chase after your clothes, but quickly stop yourself. You're certain you've already made a bad first impression with Cinthia, you shouldn't keep her waiting any longer. You take a deep breath before stepping outside.

"Have fun?" You jump as you hear Cinthia's voice. You turn to see her approaching you, holding two large plastic cups full of beer. "The line went quick, so I figured I meet you instead." She says handing you one of the cups.

You're still a bit surprised that she want's to continue spending time with you, truly seeming like what just transpired doesn't bother her.

"Thanks." Is all you cant think to say as you take the drink. You notice Cinthia smiling a bit as she looks at you, a sudden reminder that you're naked. "She stole my clothes." You say as you awkwardly move your arms around, attempting to cover up.

"Yeah, that can happen at things like this." Cinthia says. You start to wonder if you should be relieved or concerned by how casual she's being. "Don't worry, you fit in even better now." She says pointing to the group of naked women not too far from you.

"Yeah, I guess you're right you say." You relax your arms and take a rather large gulp of your beer.

"Besides, now you get to flaunt that cute dick around." Cinthia says pointing down towards your crotch. You blush a bit as you look down at your now flaccid cock. It glistens in the sunlight as it's still wet from your previous activity, but that's not all you notice. On closer inspection, it appears be a bit smaller than you remember it being.

"It normally looks bigger." You say, not fully intended for Cinthia to hear, but loud enough for her to.

"That's what all the guys say." She says with a laugh. "Don't be so self conscious, size really doesn't matter." You're about to respond, when she suddenly comes closer to you, placing her hand lightly on your cock. She then leans in for a kiss, which you reciprocate as you feel your concerns wash away.

After a moment she pulls back, releasing your now semi hard member.

"Bands about to go on at stage C." She says before taking a sip of her beer. "Or if you're really concerned about your cloths we can talk to security first."

For a second, you almost forgot about your cloths, you probably should get them back, although, you've already derailed this date enough, maybe you should just forget about it for now and have fun.

What do you do?

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