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.

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

disappointed that I didn’t want to engage in a conversation any longer with her

room,” Kerry answered with a disap pointed smile that made her face look pained. ” Waiting

you.”

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

to see Kerry already at the top stair,

on Karen’s

said loudly with

the two women in this

my spine as peeked at

relieved when Karen’s loud voice tells me to

the door behind me, and let out

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

the sound of

that she still had pictures of

were never in a serious

it hadn’t weirded me out seeing as mostly all the girls I’ve been with photoshopped photos of me and them to gether and placed

were actually real, with her taking them when I

out that

that we would never go back to how we were the

lined on the shelves to the

I push my hands into the pocket of

with a small short towel that barely

even my cock stirred like it would usually do when my eyes feasted on a naked girl’s

they had done for Layla

and the itching to

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