She laughed as he whined that Becky, Johns wife,was away. She nastily responded " I know, so this may take awhile." Terry, emotions burning every whic... way, stormed out the front door and beelined to Johns. She was aware that she was dressed in a mini denim skirt and tank top with no bra. She laughed at the thought that she was dressed to fuck and in the back of her mind she knew if it wasnt John she would have fucked some guy soon. She was more than a little taken aback by the thought of what. We'd spent the whole weekend moving her in. It was Sunday night. We'd finally finished getting the last few boxes and collapsed together on the couch, nestled in amongst a tulle petticoat and a bag of bathrobes. For a moment, I felt cold and numb; terrified, really. What the hell was I thinking... there was no way this could work... my god, she's here, she lives here now, she lives in my apartment... what the hell did I do? Then she wound both of her little arms around my arm and pecked my. More

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