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Chapter 92 by Your_ghostwriter Your_ghostwriter

What should we do?!

Get in the van!

"Oh SHIT!" we both yelped in unison, I dived for the open door, and Charlotte wasn't far behind me. We both piled into the drivers seat, akwardly jamming the door shut as best we could.

The rain pounded down and into the slightly ajar door, causing Charlotte to squeal, and I half shimmed out of the seat and helped her pull it shut.

I was half on the seat, half broken across the armrest, and I was soaked. So was Charlotte, and her sexy body was pressed right against mine. Our wet clothes felt uncomfortable but so erotic.

I shook myself, "Charlotte, I'm just gonna try to start it while I'm here." She nodded, and I turned the key.

Does it start?

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