Part 8 And as she sat on her bed that night, musing and half-undressed, she began to run one hand down her arm and scrutinize the soft flow of muscle under her skin. “Who are you?” She asked innocently. Their eyes met, and his expressed perplexity and curiosity. I have not found the secret way into the house, for instance. She could feel his penis pressing against her, half-erect under the starched black tuxedo pants.
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