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I walked down the hallway and found him sitting in his big leather easy chair holding my lap top."Who's Mandy?" He said staring at me. "And what about...Kevin? Who the fuck is that?" umm...ah," I stammered, "They are just friends." Oh, friends that you send pics like this to, huh?" He spun the computer around and the screen wad filled with a large image of me, in a red teddy, bent over a chair, with my tight little ass in the air. "Must be a good friend." They are just online friends Daddy." I. The way they would feel pressed against mine in a long passionate kiss. I watch you outside from my window, I see you walking by , I want to stop you and ask you to come in but my hestitance and unsureness makes me stop. I long to feel you next to me. I imagine you looking at me with those dark eyes and tracing the length of my body with your strong hands. Touching me, making me want you in complete abandonment. Fantasizing about making love to you for hours on end feeling your body rise and. Looking at this wonderful scene my sword was started dancing. Even i lost my control before she could realize and ran out of her room. After half an hour she came out from her bed room and i could not turn her side and concentrated on watching TV, she asked me to have a dinner i went to dining, she kept the plate in front of me and served the food, while she served i could see her naval and it touched my arms, she tried to take salt and pepper bottle which was some far from her she bent on me. I took a deep breath,walked up the front steps, and raing the doorbell. I looked through the window next to the door and saw Davy jogging to the door. He opened it, and when he saw it was me he smiled so big I thought his dimple would implode. "Hi, James. I see you've thought about this." He motioned into the hallway and I stepped into his house. I looked around, seeing the modern art that covered the walls. "I didn't think I had feelings for guys either..but then I met you." Davy looked to me.
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