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“My boyfriend helped with it.” She said pointedly, moving away from me a little. Her ankle length wrap around skirt exposing a little of her thigh, I wondered if her bra was the only underwear she didn’t bother with…I could see the way she was looking at me too, what was it about girls with young men in suits? I had no idea what her name was at the time, or whether the work she’d submitted was any good, I didn’t care. Chapter One:
Monday morning. I left a beautiful pink handprint behind. She looked as desperate as I felt. She lowered her head but I saw he eyes flick over my abdomen. “On the contrary” I replied, hearing the door out of the auditorium close after the last students left.
