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She looked great in simple jeans and a little t shirt, her hair was wet. I knocked on the back door, her mom yelled for me to come in. My brain had completely short circuited and I ended up coping most of her work. We finally disengaging to let the bra fall to the floor. “or a bra now” I wrote back. We hopped up and watched as the car pulled out of the garage and down the drive. Y= bathing suit? We stood in the window making out, we were getting better at this. I hope so she wrote and smiled. She pulled it back and wrote “because I don’t have any underwear on”. What it said made my heart stop. The sun was beginning to set and I began to gather my things. All I could come up with was “can I see it? “Your finger felt good last time, so I tried mine, and it felt good…. “How did it feel?
