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Chapter 2 by clayboy clayboy

Who is at the door?

Katy Perry

Your jaw nearly hits the floor as standing on your doorstep in a tight fitting dress is popstar Katy Perry. Your shocked expression doesn't seem to change her confused gaze.

"Who are you?", She asks.

"You knocked on my door!" You reply. You can't stop yourself staring at her heavy tits, barely contained by her tight clothes.

"Of course yeah." She says vacantly. "But I can't seem to remember why I'm here".

"Maybe you are here to go on a date with me", you say in jest with a small chuckle.

"Oh yeah that was it!", She replies enthusiastically. "I can't believe I forgot".

You expect her to laugh too but she just stares at you expectantly and with all seriousness.

"Oh no I was only joking", you say. Unsure as to what is going on.

"Oh OK", almost sounding disappointed. "So do you know why I am here?".

You pause for a second and it finally dawns on you. She has no idea why she is here, and will believe anything you say.

What do you tell her?

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