Chapter 8
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Which one is it going to be?
Straddle
I chose to test my luck and straddle her back under the assumption it would be easier. So I climbed onto the lounger and swung my leg to the other side of her body. I apparently scared her just a little bit as she squeaked out a rather startled noise and whipped her head around to look at me. "What are you doing?"
"The lotion on your back. Why?"
"Why are you straddling me then?"
"Thought it would be easier. Is that a problem? I will move if you want."
"No. No don't worry about it. I was just scared. Sorry. Continue on." It seemed to me that the first no came out as almost ****, like she wanted this to happen. Maybe I was just imagining it though. Whatever, better get on with it before she gets suspicious about what I am or am not doing.
Are you going to throw in a massage while you are at it?
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Watching over the friends
The story of how platonic went sexual
When the parents of your three best friends are so strict and distrusting that they hire you to "babysit" their kids even though they are technically adults.
Updated on Jul 1, 2020
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Created on Mar 11, 2019
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