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.

karen?” | asked through gritted teeth. I was this close to blowing a fuse today, Kerry should thank her lucky stars that I hadn’t passed

to engage in a conversation any longer with her and forces out

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

you.”

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

on the door, looking down the hall to see Kerry already at

knocked on

I said loudly with

are the two women in

down my spine as peeked at Kerry’s

when Karen’s loud voice tells me to

run into her room, closing the door behind me, and let

room and nearly got blinded by the color of

in her room and by the sound of the water running,

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

serious relation ship, Karen treated what we were doing

me and them to gether and placed those photos online or in their photo al bum,

photos she had lined on the shelves were actually

them, I couldn’t help but feel creeped out that she still kept them despite us clearly not being on

never go

the shelves to the

shelves I push my hands into

with a small short towel that barely cov ered

does nothing to me. Not even my cock stirred like it would usually do when my eyes

had done for Layla to touch every inch of

to get out of here as soon as

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