Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 110

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.

close to blowing a fuse today, Kerry should thank her lucky

a conversation any longer with her

room,” Kerry answered with a disap pointed

you.”

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

looking down the hall to see Kerry already at the top

knocked on

with impatience

the two women

my

loud voice

the door behind me,

room and nearly got

of the water running, I knew she was in

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

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

of me and them to gether and placed those photos online or in their photo al bum, so I didn’t think much

lined on the shelves were actually real, with her taking them when I least expected

that she still kept them despite us clearly

we would never go back

the photos lined on the shelves

a step back from the shelves I push my hands

with a small short towel that barely cov ered

stirred like it would usually do when

like they had done for Layla to touch every inch

and the itching to get out

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