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Neighborly
She stayed wet long after she left Bekki. When she heard the garage door go up, she was still trying to figure out how to tell Mike about her afternoon.

“Hi, baby,” he greeted her and slipped both arms around her waist. “Mmmm,
you’re so warm today.” He nuzzled her neck.

She inhaled deeply and decided to waste no time. “Yes, that’s what Bekki said, too.”

“Huh?” His breath stayed close to her ear but now his hands were over her breasts. “Bekki next door?”

“Uh huh.” She put her hand over his hands and together they kneaded her tits through the soft sweater she wore.

“Why would she tell you that you were warm?”

“Because she was doing to me exactly what you’re doing now.”

He said nothing but she felt heat rise from him now, too. It helped that she wasn’t facing him - it gave her the courage to tell him everything. “Tell me what you did, Marisa. Don’t leave anything out.” His cock, suddenly hard and urgently pressed against her backside, sensed excitement.
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Lia and The Queen
Slave girl Lia waited, feeling apprehensive. What duties would she be expected to perform? She’d only heard vague whisperings of what went on in this chamber, hushed mentions of lust and lascivious desires.
The Queen had made her choice earlier that evening at dinner. Lia had been serving the wine when the elegantly jeweled hand had shot out and grabbed her wrist, drawing her closer to the royal gaze. The Queen had studied the girl’s face before letting her eyes travel down Lia’s body, clad only in a simple white shift, a sly smile spreading across her face.

She abruptly gestured to her male servants. “Bring her.”

Thus she’d been escorted here, dressed in more elaborate, silken garments and left to await the Queen’s pleasure on a lustrously exotic bed.

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The whisky burned as it slid down my throat. It tasted like cough syrup to me and I had to fight to keep it down. Next to me my best friend Brooke took another hefty swig, her face contorted from the taste.

She looked over at me and stuck her tongue out. “What do ya want to do now?” she asked with a slight slur to her words.

We had been hanging out in her room since after school. It was now about 6pm and we were hammered. This was the first time that I had ever drank and I was both excited and scared to death that we would get caught.

“Let’s just hang out here,” I said and lay back on the bed.

She lay back next to me and we rolled onto our sides facing each other. We had been best friends for 2 years now and knew everything about each other. She reached for my hand and held it loosely in hers.

“You know what we should do?” she asked smiling.

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