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Chapter 22 by immy2cho immy2cho

Do you head over or wait?

Head over now

You can't wait! The blood is all in your erection and that's the only thing that matters. You gather yourself and head to the window. Surely your mom won't notice you gone long. Sliding into the garden you jump the fence and head down the street. Your erection full mast you tuck it up into your waist band.

The street lights are just now starting to turn on, people are outside their homes chatting or finishing up watching their kids play. You hear one whisper, "is that Doug? From today's show?" This is the first time it has dawned on you that getting caught fucking a older fan could ruin your chances on the show. You break into a jog, just get there and you'll be heading home in the dark.

Fireflies are out when you arrive, 830. You peer at the home, a green faded 1980s two story. From the side you can see Diana and her daughter having dinner. Duh of course that's what the first emoji was saying. 9 o'clock is when they go to bed. How could you be so dumb!

You hear a noise from the neighbors and you dive into a bush.

"Diana and the kids went to a show today." A female voice spoke from a window. "Wonder if she'll ever remarry? Whatca think ted?"

A man's voice responds from further in the house, "I doubt it. Husband was driven off by her sex drive Ive heard. Now all I see are young men going in and out of her place. Heard she stalks the high school graduation "

The women must of nodded in agreement as she responds, "always walking funny after. Rumors must be true.. well let's get you upstairs I've got a load to put in you."

You hear the window slam shut. Alot to think about..

Chicken out or wait for 9?

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