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.

asked through gritted teeth. I was this close to blowing a fuse today,

didn’t want to engage in a conversation any longer

answered with a disap pointed smile that made

you.”

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

hall to see Kerry already at the top stair, smiling

on

said loudly with impatience

two women in this

shiver of disgust snaked down my spine as peeked at Kerry’s

loud voice tells

her room, closing the door

girly room and nearly got blinded by

not in her room and by the sound of the water running, I knew she was in the

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

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

of me and them to gether and placed those photos online

actually real, with her taking them

that she still kept them despite us

think she got the idea that we would never

on the

back from the shelves I push my hands into the pocket of my

small short towel that barely cov ered her pussy

Not even my cock stirred like it would usually do when my eyes feasted on

done for Layla to touch every inch of

I felt was revolt and the itching to get out of here as soon

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