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.

I was this close to blowing a fuse today, Kerry should thank her lucky stars that I hadn’t passed my

engage in a conversation any longer

pointed smile that made her face look

you.”

stairs. Skipping two at a time to get there quicker and away from Kerry’s creepy glare on my ass, I reached

looking down the hall to see Kerry already at the

knocked on

loudly with impatience on my

two women in

of disgust snaked down my spine

Karen’s loud voice tells me to come

closing the door behind

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

of the water running, I

walked over to her shelves, cringing when I saw that she still had pictures of

were never in a serious relation ship, Karen treated what we

weirded me out seeing as mostly all the 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

were actually real, with her taking them

I couldn’t help but feel creeped out that she still kept them despite us

the idea that we would never

the shelves to the bathroom door that squeaked

step back from the shelves I push my hands into the

a small short towel that barely cov ered her

my cock stirred like it would usually do when my eyes feasted on

even my fingers tingled like they had done for Layla to

to get

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