Tyler’s pov

Was I really about to do this to get information on whoev er had written the word whore on Layla’s locker?

I looked at Karen’s house, more specifically her room. It was lit up and I was sure she was waiting for me in there.

I let out an irritated breath and got out of the car. I ap proached the front door and rang the bell.

In just a few minutes someone’s footsteps approach the door. When the door pried open | smile at Karen’s mother awkwardly.

“Oh it’s you Tyler. Thought it was the pizza delivery guy.” Karen’s mom laughed lightly.

“Sorry about visiting this late ma’am, Karen asked me to help her with our history homework that’s due tomorrow.” 

I wasn’t even good at history.

“Oh I know about that, Karen has already informed me that you’d be visiting. And please, how many times must I tell you to call me Kerry?” She giggled and opened the door wider.

“Come in. Come in. Haven’t seen you here in a while.” She smiles and I return an awkward one that she looked past.

Stepping into the house, I stiffen when she ‘accidentally’ squeezed my bicep. She giggled like a school girl. “Oh sorry. You’ve gotten even more toned.”

DODL

Igrit my teeth.

One of the reasons why I avoided coming to Karen’s and usually brought her over to my place was because of her leeching mother who always sees fit to touch me inappropri ately.

A grown woman with a husband and a daughter I had been banging wasn’t my type regardless of my reputation.

fuse today, Kerry should thank her lucky

to engage in a conversation any longer with her

in her room,” Kerry answered with a disap pointed smile that made her

you.”

there quicker and away from Kerry’s creepy glare on my ass, I

the hall to see Kerry already at the top stair,

knocked on

I said loudly with impatience on my

are the two women in this house

snaked down my spine as peeked at Kerry’s

loud voice tells

her room, closing the door behind me, and let

around Karen’s overly girly room and nearly got blinded by the color of pink that

the sound of

when I saw that she still had pictures of us lined on the

fact that we were never in a serious relation ship, Karen treated

girls I’ve been with photoshopped photos of me and them to gether and placed those photos online or in their photo al bum, so I didn’t think much of Karen doing

had lined on the shelves were actually real, with her taking them when

looking at them, I couldn’t help but feel creeped out that she still kept them

would never go back

away from the photos lined on the shelves to the bathroom door that squeaked

step back from the shelves I push

small short towel

even my cock stirred like it would usually

tingled like they had done for Layla to

revolt and the itching to get out of here as soon

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