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Jason has been living in his own personal special hell for years. The hottest, coolest, geekiest, funnies girl he knows also happens to be his st*****er. After seeing her in some uncanny sexy cosplay he’ll find out if she’s also the nastiest, dirtiest, freakiest girl he knows too.
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Grabbing a towel Jason stomped to the bathroom on heavy feet, dragging the towel behind him like Linus. The idea almost made him grin. Then he walked into the bathroom and his mouth fell open.
Jason had been so sleep deprived that he forgot two of the cardinal rules of the house. There are no locks on any doors and everyone is supposed to knock. It had always been one of the great aides to not masturbating in the house. He walked in just a Shay dropped her robe to get into the cubicle style shower. The sound of the opening door made her turn toward it.
As amazing as he had always imagined her body, as much as he had fantasized and lusted about it, nothing could have prepared him for the actual sight of her. He drank it in like a drowning man did water, knowing that what killed him made life possible. Shay looked like sex. Only a little shorter than him, her body was lean and defined with perky breasts capped by richly dark nipples. Her hair fell only a little ways past her shoulder and was black as a raven's wing. Black to match the thick patch of hair that grew around the most perfect p***y he had ever seen. His mouth watered and felt dry at the same time, his jaw worked but he had nothing to say. Not that it mattered. The distance his hard divck was poking out of the hole in his boxers was probably eloquent enough.
Frozen, they stood stating at each other for what felt like an eternity. Jason saw Shay's eyes wander down his body and he couldn't bring himself to move. She could see his eyes memorizing ever inch of her exposed flesh but she didn't move either. They were at a stalemate. Too shocked too do anything.
Excerpt
Grabbing a towel Jason stomped to the bathroom on heavy feet, dragging the towel behind him like Linus. The idea almost made him grin. Then he walked into the bathroom and his mouth fell open.
Jason had been so sleep deprived that he forgot two of the cardinal rules of the house. There are no locks on any doors and everyone is supposed to knock. It had always been one of the great aides to not masturbating in the house. He walked in just a Shay dropped her robe to get into the cubicle style shower. The sound of the opening door made her turn toward it.
As amazing as he had always imagined her body, as much as he had fantasized and lusted about it, nothing could have prepared him for the actual sight of her. He drank it in like a drowning man did water, knowing that what killed him made life possible. Shay looked like sex. Only a little shorter than him, her body was lean and defined with perky breasts capped by richly dark nipples. Her hair fell only a little ways past her shoulder and was black as a raven's wing. Black to match the thick patch of hair that grew around the most perfect p***y he had ever seen. His mouth watered and felt dry at the same time, his jaw worked but he had nothing to say. Not that it mattered. The distance his hard divck was poking out of the hole in his boxers was probably eloquent enough.
Frozen, they stood stating at each other for what felt like an eternity. Jason saw Shay's eyes wander down his body and he couldn't bring himself to move. She could see his eyes memorizing ever inch of her exposed flesh but she didn't move either. They were at a stalemate. Too shocked too do anything.
17 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 17, 2013
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