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Chapter 9

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Missed Calls

"Whew! you need to mouthwash girl!", said Candy, dressed in a tiny black PVC skirt and matching bustiere as she passed Maisie on the landing outside her apartment. "You got too much cum on your breath! I don't know how you do it, but you still my hero Mace! you need to teach me sometime".

Maisie looked at her carefully to see if she was joking, but there was no trace of sarcasm. Candy actually did regards Maisie as some sort of sex guru!. Maisie closed her door with her back against it then sat down at the table in her apartment before going through her cellphone. She had a couple of missed calls.

"BEEP!"

"Hey Maisie, its Sandy. I guess you must have left while I was looking for ice-cream. When I came back all I could see was that old bucket lying on the beach that those kids were using. Anyway. Catch you Monday. Byeeee!"

"BEEP!"

"Hi. Uh. Is that Maisie? I hope uh, you don't mind me calling. This is Giancarlo. I mean. you don't know me, uh well. we met, but," started a deep latin voice. "I was one of the firefighters who helped you that time. Uh. You were stuck. I was. uh, wondering, if, uh, umm," he continued nervously, "you might like to ummm, go on a date or something with me? Uh. I was the tall one with the boltcutters. Sorry if this sounds weird, but I thought you looked really, umm, I mean... uh. Call me back if you, umm, would like to, I mean. Um"

"BEEP!"

Maisie smiled remembering the tall muscular handsome and obviously shy latino, then remembered the state she had been in when she had met him, with her breasts and vagina bared and cum running down her legs, her head stuck between bars of a fence. What must he have thought of her? then she thought, he must have liked her enough to call her and ask her on a date anyway. What harm could there be. After all, he seemed really shy and a nice boy. Even her mom would like him she thought.

Yes, a date with Giancarlo would set things straight and get her out of this run of mishaps that she kept falling into.

Maisie picked up the phone once more and began to dial.

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