One hour and countless positions later, Ami finally says it’s time to stop, otherwise she won’t be able to walk. She has finally admitted that you are, in fact, the man. You could’ve gone a few more times, but she says it’s unusual for a simple checkup to take over two hours and she has to go before people get even more suspicious. She hurriedly gets the both of you cleaned up and dressed, mops up the floor and finishes taking all the necessary information. She also gives you some information as well, namely her number and work hours. She blows you a kiss and walks out the door, sexily shaking her ass as she goes. Before leaving, she promises to see you again, at work or wherever.
You lie back down and bump your head against the gun that started this whole thing, breathing a sigh of relief. You really dodged a bullet back there (roll snare.) It probably wasn’t the best way to deal with her but you were pressed for time. “How am I gonna explain that to Hinako?” you ask yourself.
You never figured yourself for a player. Sure there was Violet, but you were dreaming when it happened so she shouldn’t count. You know you’re just making excuses and it doesn’t make you feel any better betraying Hinako’s trust. You mean a lot to her and to sneak behind your childhood friend like that. A friend with a cop dad. . . and maybe a little possessive. . . prone to mood swings. . . who also knows where her dad stashes his guns. . . and how to sneak them out of the house without him knowing. . . AND she has excellent marksmanship. . . not to mention the fact that she knows where you sleep. . .
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