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Chapter 4 by Jawolf Jawolf

Do you Excuse Yourself to Get Dressed?

Quickly you Go for Some Pants

With your hands firmly griped around your cloth covered bits you swiftly make your way to the stairs, "I'll uh, be right back" you say to Anya. She gives a hearty chuckle at the display you gave, but you didn't want any chance of her peeking up the leg holes and spotting your already semi hard rod. However you knew she was getting a good look at your rear end, the thin cloth hugging your butt for her enjoyment

You give a hearty sigh as you close the door behind you, finally in the sanctity of your room. You look down at your groin, seeing the tent in your boxers and groaning. Your mind was rushing, face hotter than a cooking top. You try to think of anything to get rid of the problem, but all you manage is a twitch downstairs. Resigned you quickly grab a pair of jeans and stuff that monster down into them and hope the bulge shrinks soon.

Downstairs you meet up with Anya, "So, uh, what are you up to?" you say to her.

"Well..." she starts...

Today Anya's Plans With you Are

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