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

want to engage in a conversation any longer with her

pointed smile that made her face

you.”

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

to see Kerry already at the top stair, smiling

knocked on Karen’s

with impatience on

are the two women in

my spine as peeked

Karen’s loud voice tells

her room, closing the door behind me, and

room and nearly got blinded by

her room and by the sound of the water running, I knew she was

cringing when I saw that she still had pictures of

fact that we were never in a serious

all the girls I’ve been with photoshopped photos of me and them to gether and placed

the shelves were actually

that she still kept them despite us

think she got the idea that we would never go back to how we were the

the photos lined on the shelves to the bathroom door that squeaked open

push my hands into the pocket of my

small short towel that barely

to me. Not even my cock stirred like it would usually do when my eyes feasted on a naked girl’s

had done for Layla to touch every inch of

itching to get out of here as soon

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