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I did not write this story.
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Most of the multi-part stories were consolidated
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A Learning Experience
Chapter 1
I sat in the back of the darkened dance room, drinking my
vodka and tonic. This place was aptly named 'The Well of
Loneliness.' I ordered another drink from the waitress, she was a
cute little thing.
She brought my drink and I tipped her well. She smiled a
flirtatious smile at me. I appreciated it. My drink glowed under
the black lights. After all it was the 70's and I kind of liked
having a drink that attracted attention.
A cute young woman caught my attention at the bar. I
smiled. She nodded. She thought I was cute. I was classified as a
baby butch by most. I guess it fit. I was butch and I
was baby compared to the dykes in this bar. The title didn't bother
me.
I was just about to buy the cutie staring at me a drink when
in walked the most attractive older woman I'd ever seen. I had no
idea how old she was but 30 was an older woman
compared to me. I sat up and decided she was worthy of my
attention. I sauntered over to the service bar. While I
waited I glanced in her direction. She was giving me the once over.
I smiled my best come on smile. She returned it. Score for the bb.
Nancy the bartender approached. I ordered myself a
refill and told her to buy the dark haired beauty what ever she
wanted. She ordered a double scotch. I nodded and smiled. She
didn't take her eyes off me the entire time. I strutted my stuff as
I walked back to my seat. Along the way I stopped at several tables
flirting with some of the girls.
I sat for several minutes before a slow song came on
the joke box. I decided to make my move on her. What I didn't know
is she already had me marked in her head. As I
approached, so did one of the older dykes. She blew her off, then
turned to face me. I went for it.
"Hi, I was wondering. Would you like to dance?"
"With you? Sure."
I took her hand and led her out to the dance floor. I pulled
her close as we moved to the music. She was beautiful. Her shoulder
length black hair was tasteful, as was her make up. Normally I'm
not attracted to women who wear make up but hers didn't make her
look cheap. She was built and I could
feel her breasts against me as I held her. She nestled her
head into my neck where I felt her plant a kiss. She sent a chill
down my spine.
I decided to live dangerously. I slid my hands down
from the small of her back to the cheeks of her ass. She
didn't slap me so I went one step further. I pulled her to me and
ground up against her. To my surprise, she ground back. =20
'Alright'. Score 2 for the bb.
The dance ended and I walked her back to the bar.
"Would you like to join me at my table?"
"You bet sweetheart." She winked at me.
I carried her drink back with her in tow. She sat down and
removed a cigarette from her purse. I lit a match and cupped it in
my hand. She leaned in close and lit it.
"My name is Tyler. I've never seen you hear before. I would
have remembered you." I smiled.
She studied me and I wasn't sure if she would respond. "Tyler
huh. Tyler what?"
"Tyler Johnson. TJ to my friends. Your name is ...?"
"Beth. Elizabeth Adams. Well Tyler, I'd like to be more than
just friends. What do you think?" She reached out and
ran the nail of her fore finger down the side of my face. She
licked her lips. They were full and sensuous.
I had no way of knowing she would be my teacher. I was about
to learn the lessons of my life. Youth can sometimes be
pretentious. I would learn just how naive I really was. But this
relationship would be filled with experiences I'd never forget.
We sat drinking for another 45 minutes when she said, "Tyler,
how adventurous do you feel?"
I smiled sheepishly. "What do you have in mind?"
She took my hand and slid it down the front of her
blouse. It settled on her nipple. I could feel it harden
under my touch. She had my attention as she leaned forward. =20
"Well, are you interested?"
Interested? That was an understatement.
I followed her to her house. The place was enormous.
When we entered I was in awe of the vastness of the living
room alone. She poured me a drink and disappeared inside.
I began to look around. Her dining room held a huge oak
table. It opened up to an equally large kitchen. A sliding
door led to a beautiful deck, to which a swimming pool was
attached.
"You like to swim?"
I turned and felt the blood drain from my face. She was
dressed all in leather. She looked hot. I felt hotter.
"Do I scare you?"
"Scare me? Why would you scare me?" I was intimidated. =20
"Come here Tyler. I want you to feel something."
I walked over on unsteady feet. She took my hand and
slid it down the front of her skirt. She didn't have any
underwear on. My fingers slid down into wetness.
"See the effect you have on me. You are very good
looking. Do you know that? You turn me on. I like young
women. Very butch women. And you my dear are exactly what I like."
"How often do you pick up women?"
"Not as often as you think. I haven't been attracted to a
woman in years. So you see I'm sex starved. Do you think
you can help satisfy my appetite?"
I laughed. "You're not to forward are you. I'm willing to
give it a try."
"Are you game to try different things? I like to play. Want
to be my play thing?"
"Sure, I'll try anything once. Maybe twice."
She led me inside to her bedroom. The room was large. In the
middle stood a bed with a brass frame. Beth approached and kissed
me, running her hands across my breasts. I reached up and grasped
her hands. She looked curiously at me.
"Tyler, are you a stone butch?"
'Stone butch?' I had never heard the term. "Stone? I... I'm
..." I was stumped. Baby butch suddenly fit me.
Beth laughed. "Don't get upset. What I want to know is do you
like to be made love to? Or are you always the
aggressor?"
I was definitely not stone. "No, I'm not ... I mean I like to
be made love to." I flushed.
"God, you are cute. Don't be embarrassed Tyler."
I was.
Beth began to unbutton my shirt. When all were undone she
pulled the shirt tails from my jean waistband. I had no bra on, not
being well endowed I didn't need one. She dropped her mouth to my
nipple. They became erect and stood up off my chest. A ripple of
pleasure shot through me. Reaching down
she undid my belt, then the top button of my jeans. Her
finger tips slid into my underwear as she pulled my zipper
down.
Beth went down on her knees, pulling my jeans and
underwear down. She grasped my buttocks and pulled me toward her.
She pushed her face into my folds, sucking my clitoris into her
mouth.
I closed my eyes and groaned. Her tongue worked my
hardness. I reached down and held her head. Her nails ran
down the cheeks of my ass, sending chills through me. My
knees buckled.
"Beth, let's lay down. I can't take it."
She looked up. "Oh, Tyler. I'm sure you can take it." Her
words were seductive and inviting. She led me to the bed. "Lay down
dear. Let me finish working you. I can sense your orgasm is close."
I lay down. Beth lay on top of me. The leather was
extremely sensuous against my nude body. She trailed her
nails across my chest and down my stomach. Her nails left a thin
red line as she did it. Beth spread my lips and drove
her tongue into me, running it back and forth. I arched my
back as she slid her fingers up into me. She thrust her
fingers deep and furiously, pumping me. My climax erupted and I
called out.
"Oh God, that's grrrreattt. Yeeesssssss." I lay still as my
body heaved. The sensation flowed over me. Beth watched totally
enthralled.
I opened my eyes. I felt a little self conscious laying
there, since she was still fully clothed. "That was great
Beth." I pulled her to me and kissed her.
I began to unzip her outfit but she stopped me.
"What's wrong?" I inquired.
"Nothing is wrong. I'd like you to do something special for
me."
"Sure what?"
"Well you shouldn't agree before you know what it is. I'm not
sure how you'll feel about it."
I smiled. "Well why not tell me and let me decide for
myself."
She stood and removed the outer layer of her leather.
Underneath she wore a leather bra with her nipples pushing
through openings. She had on a thin leather g-string. My
pulse had quickened. Her body was in great shape, she bore no signs
of her age. I wondered what she had in mind.
"Tyler, how old are you?"
"I'm not child bait if that's what's bothering you."
She waited for an answer. "I'm nineteen. Is that old enough for
you?"
She smiled, "Oh yes. That's quite old enough."
I went for it. "Ok, Beth. How old are you?"
"Old enough to know better." She smiled a sly smile.
"I'm serious. How old?"
"Before I answer consider this. I can show you things and let
you live your wildest fantasies. I like everything
and I want you, Tyler to do it all to me. Are you game?"
My crotch was twitching at the possibilities. "Yeah,
I'm game. Now tell me?"
She licked her lips. "I'm forty-two. Is that too old?" =20
Christ she was old enough to be my mother. She didn't look like my
mother. "No. Not at all. You sure don't look it. God you're
gorgeous."
"Ah, Tyler that was the right answer my sweet young
thing. Now my proposition."
I licked my lips. "Is it kinky?"
"It is. It can be very kinky. That all depends on you." =20
"I'm listening."
"I want you to spank me. Do you think you could get
into that? If you can, there are lot's of other things open for
us."
I had never done anything like this but the thought
turned me on.
I pulled her over my lap, her buttocks were round and firm.
I was nervous and unsure how hard to do this. She
squirmed on my lap, making me aware of how aroused I was.
I slapped my hand down leaving a red mark. She
flinched. I repeated my action only a little harder. She
called out.
"Oh yes. Hit me Tyler. Hit me hard. Make it sting. Do it. Do
it now."
I obliged. I began to spank her, hitting her harder
each time. Her buttocks began to redden. Everytime I hit her she
flinched, grinding her pussy down on my lap.
"Oh yes. Yessss ... Tyler make me cry. Hit me hard." I did.
"Harder, harder. Make it so I can't sit. Hit me harder." I
was beginning to loose my own consciousness. The more I hit Beth,
the deeper I was being sucked into her fantasy. My hand stung as I
slapped her buttocks. Both were bright
red, my hand prints clearly visible. Suddenly she jerked and called
out to me, her voice hoarse with passion.
"Tyler, yes. Now, I'm coming ... oh I'm coming ...
harder ... hard ... yes ... yes ... ohhhhhhhh."
She collapsed across my lap. I had orgasmed with her. I felt
suddenly ashamed of what I had just done.
"Beth? Beth, are you alright? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to
hurt you. Jeez, I can't believe ..."
She cut me off. "Tyler, you didn't hurt me. I mean, you did
but I wanted it. You were wonderful. Now I want you to
fuck me. I want you to force me lay back on my sore buttocks and
fuck the hell out of me."
The obscenity of her words excited me. I didn't
understand it but it was happening all the same. I pushed her back
on the bed. She lifted her buttocks off the bed. I
pushed her pelvis down with force. She winced. "You're the
one wanted it. Now suffer or I'll give it to you again." I
was beginning to get the hang of this.
"Ok, Tyler. Do what you want to me."
I did. I spread her legs. Her juice was dripping down from
her vagina. I licked the wetness up. My tongue entered her opening,
driving her wild. I pushed three fingers deep
into her. She lifted up and I forced her back down as I
pounded her unmercifully. She bucked under my touch until her
orgasm crested. She rode my fingers until she had no more to give.
I smiled as she opened her eyes. "How do you feel?"
Beth touched my face. "You learn fast Tyler dear. We
are going to get along just fine. You've got my buttocks
on fire. It feels so nice against the cool sheets. How's your
hand?"
I looked down at it. I could see a bruise forming.
"It's alright I guess." She kissed my palm, then licked it. =20
"Poor baby. Next time we'll have to use something. You are
interested in a next time, aren't you?"
I didn't know what something she had in mind but I was
definitely interested. "You know it. I had fun tonight but I have
to go. Are you going to miss me?"
She took my hand and ran it over her ass. "Oh, yes
Tyler but I will be thinking of you. Everytime I try to sit. When
will I see you again?"
"You give me a call. I'll leave you my number."
I left feeling confident that she would call. The look she
had given me before I left told me that.
I was right, she called me a few days later.
My learning experience was just beginning.
Chapter 2
Beth had told me to cross-dress in a suit. I wore a
very dignified blue pin striped double breasted suit. I rang her
door bell.
When the door opened Beth made a comment. "Wow, you
look so handsome. Come in."
I felt handsome. She wore a elegant black mini dress. The v
went damn near down to her navel. She wore no bra and on her that
revealed a tremendous amount of cleavage. I let out a whistle. When
she turned the back had a plunging back that almost equaled the
depth of the front. I felt a surge
deep inside.
I sat down as she gave me a drink. She handed me a
package. "I have a little present for you. Go on open it up." =20
I ripped the paper off and opened the oblong box.
Inside sat a dildo and a harness. I blinked twice at it. I
had never used one. In fact I had only seen them at a glance or in
magazines. She read my expression.
"I want you to wear it tonight when we go out to
dinner. Later you'll get a chance to try it out."
I swallowed hard. "You want me to wear it out?
Tonight??"
She smiled, "Come on, I'll help you put it on." She
helped me stand and remove my pants. I felt a little awkward but
Beth was reassuring as she helped me buckle the harness on. She
reached down and stroked the shaft. I found the
entire ordeal very stimulating. She held up a pair of men's briefs,
the tight sexy kind. She slid me into them. The dildo is semi-rigid
and once trapped inside the underwear protruded giving the
impression of a tremendous hard-on. She pulled my pants up. It was
a little odd to say the least. She pushed me down on the couch and
straddled me.
I nestled my face between her breasts. She smiled.
"Do you think you'll be able to get use to it all
night? I have quite an evening planned for us." She ground
down onto the bulge.
"I'll adapt." I went to reach up under her dress but
she stopped me.
"Later. Let's go we have a dinner reservation."
I drove her Cadillac to the restaurant. It had valet
parking. She clung to my arm as we entered the restaurant. I felt
totally self conscious in drag.
"Do you have a reservation Sir?"
So far so good. I looked at her, she nodded. "Yes,
Johnson. Tyler Johnson. A table for two. Smoking, please."
We were seated off to the side, in a secluded area. The place
was packed. My jacket extended far enough down to cover my bulge.
I ordered us a bottle of wine. Beth ordered our
dinner. She doted on me and the stares we drew were not due to the
fact that I was a female but to the obvious age
difference. My youth made the lack of facial hair believable. I lit
Beth's cigarette as the waiter poured our wine.
"Will there be anything else, Sir?" He winked at me.
"No. I'm fine. Thank You." He smiled as he left. Beth took my
hand and placed it on her thigh. She ran it up along the inside. My
fingers traveled up under the material and
suddenly they touched her hair. I felt my face flush.
"You don't have any underwear on?!" It was a statement as
much as a question.
"No, that's right. I don't want anything to interfere with
the evening." She pushed my hand deeper.
My fingers found her hardness. I began to move them
slowly. Beth showed no signs of my exploration, in fact she picked
up a cigarette making me lite it with my other hand. If I didn't
know I was ambidextrous, I found out this
evening. The table cloths hung down covering our legs, hiding my
movements from all those in front. But from the side one could
clearly see where my hand was. I glanced to my right, past Beth
only to see a older man staring at me. My face
flushed but the man just smiled and nodded. We were pulling this
thing off.
Then the first obstacle of the night showed it's ugly head.
"Beth, I have to go to the bathroom?"
"Ok, Tyler dear. Go."
I think I giggled. "Go? Go where?"
She kissed my face. "Go to the men's room silly."
I began to stutter. "M men's room? How ..."
She place her finger over my lips. "You'll figure it
out. Hurry back, you've got me quite hot."
I removed my fingers from deep between her legs. Stood and
adjusted my coat. There was a attractive young woman
sitting right next to us who had obviously been watching us. She
smiled at me as she allowed her eyes to focus on my ... hard on?
Dear God, if I had owned that piece of equipment,
I'm sure it would have been exactly that rigid. I left and
went to the men's room.
When I entered, it was empty. Thank God for small
favors. I went into a booth. Only one had a door. I locked it
feeling a little more secure. I began the process of freeing me
enough from the harness to allow me to urinate. God this was
torture. I readjusted myself and zipped my pants. When I opened the
door there was two men at the urinals. I went to wash my hands. One
of the men poked me as he washed his
hands.
"That's some hot looking woman you have there. If you don't
mind me saying so. I see she's really got a rise from you."
I flushed.
"Hey kid, it's ok. If I were with her, I'd be in the
same condition."
I half smiled. I couldn't believe this guy. I opened
the door and stepped out.
Beth stood there.
"What's wrong?"
She grabbed me and pulled me into the ladies room and into a
booth..
"Are you crazy? I can't let anyone see me in here."
She unzipped my pants and removed the dildo's head. She
pushed me down on the toilet, then straddled me. I was
speechless. She lowered herself and inched the shaft inside of her.
I gasped. I know there were other women in the room
that heard me. The intensity of the situation was to much for me.
"Oh God, Beth ..." She laughed.
She began to ride the head, pumping up and down. Her
eyes closed as the shaft buried itself deep, then reappeared. I was
very aware of the sounds in the room and I could hear several women
commenting on what they thought was happening. One of them even
called me a 'Real Stud'.
I know that this object was not attached but you
couldn't prove it by the way I felt. The entire situation was
filled with eroticism. I felt my own orgasm building. I
reached up and freed her breasts from the flimsy material
holding them. Beth let out a cry.
"Oh, Tyler. Yes, yes."
I tried to quiet her down but she was in the throes of her
climax. She pumped furiously on me. I reached up and
clamped my hand over her mouth just as she called out. I felt my
own orgasm explode, it seemed more intense not being able to
express it. I bit my lip, supressing my own pleasure.
Beth grew suddenly still. I released my hand. "That was quite
wonderful." She stood, helped me up and zipped my
pants. When she opened the door, we had an audience. They
clapped as we exited. My face was scarlet as she led me out of the
room. We sat down at the table and the waiter
immediately brought our food. Several of the women kept
glancing over at us. I was embarrassed. Beth was thrilled.
"Tyler, relax. You were wonderful. It was very exciting and
the evenings not over yet."
I tried to speak but my vocal cords had deserted me.
Beth kissed my face, hugging me close to her. She smiled at two of
the women who sat near us. They returned a smile of
envy. Little did they know.
Finally my voice returned. "I can't believe you did
that. Beth, you've got me so horny. I want to go home and
fuck."
She kissed my ear, letting her tongue tease inside it. She
whispered, "Not yet my dear. The evening is just
beginning. We're going to invade the entire straight world
tonight. No one will ever catch on. Then by the time we get home
you'll be ready for me."
I turned to face her. "I have news for you. I'm ready right
now. This fake hard on reflects what I'm feeling right now. I'm
going to burst if you don't let me at you."
All she said was, "Good."
I ate silently, trying to avoid looking up. I felt
extremely self-conscious as a murmur ran from table to table. When
we left, it was obvious we had attracted much attention. I
opened the car door for Beth, then entered on the
drivers side. "Where to?"
She reached across and grasped my pants. "Over to a
pretty exclusive bar I know. I'll give directions as we go. You're
a pretty hot lover. All those girls were envious of
me."
"They should have known. I can't believe you did that." =20
She touched my arm tentatively. "Are you sorry? Or are you game?"
My blood was pounding. "Game. I'm just not sure how far
you'll go."
She smiled a sly smile. "Is there a limit?"
I shrugged. "No. I just don't want to get arrested. I could
see it now when they frisked me. Man ... what a shock." "If
you can't tell by now Tyler dear, I like to live
dangerously. And I like wild and crazy sex. There is no limit for
me when it comes to sex. Is there for you?"
"I'm not sure. I ... don't like blood and shit like
that."
"How about pain? Pain without blood. Bondage,
dominance, S & M, a menage, couples you know. What won't you do?"
I felt my mouth dry up. I had no idea what I was
getting myself into. "I don't know. I guess I'd try anything. At
least once ..."
She smiled. "Good. We'll get along just fine. I don't want
you to be afraid, Tyler. I want to be your teacher. I'll show you
things you've only read about. You have to trust me. We can talk
about stuff first, you know so there's no
surprises. Ok?"
I swallowed hard. "Ok, Beth." I wasn't so sure.
"Tyler, sweetheart. What's your favorite fantasy? Doing and
having done to you? I mean if you could have anything. It would be
safe, controlled."
My heart was thumping. "I don't know. I'd have to think about
it." I paused. "What's yours?"
"I have lots. But let's see. Doing to someone, I like to do
lots of bondage. Blindfolded, beatings, begging. Making someone
subservient to me. "
She watched my face carefully. I knew she would want
this of me and it didn't really turn me off. It just scared the
hell of me. She scared the hell out of me. That was the attraction
Beth held for me, she was a person with whom
everything was possible.
"As for having done to me. I guess the same. Bondage, doing
it in public. I always wanted to have sex with many
partners or what really scares me but turns me on is having someone
grab me and rape me. But not really you know what I mean. Roughing
me up and taking me."
My insides felt like jelly. I began to feel I should
just jump out of the car but I was fascinated by the thought of
having my wildest fantasy come true. Safely. I hoped there was such
a thing.
Beth motioned to pull in. We entered the bar. It was
strictly straight and Beth loved the idea. No one gave me a second
look. We ordered drinks and Beth stood close,
occasionally reaching down and stroking me. By now the bulge in my
pants had been pressing on my clitoris for over two
hours. I felt strangely sore as the cloth pulled the bulge
against my crotch. I caught several women watching Beth, none
turned their head as I made eye contact. Beth indicated she wanted
to dance.
We went out on the dance floor and started a mixture of fast
and slow dancing. Occasionally she would lift her skirt to me,
revealing her nakedness. This wasn't lost on the men near us. She
was making me nervous. When the dance was over Beth took a table.
I went to get our drinks. When I returned a macho looking guy was
talking to her. I felt that green
eyed monster rising up.
"Excuse me." I slid next to Beth, putting myself
between her and Mr. Macho. He was not deterred.
"Do you mind if I join you?" He said this as he pulled up a
chair.
"Yes, as a matter of fact I do." Beth put her hand on my
thigh. 'What the hell was she doing.'
Macho smiled at her. "I was asking the lady, sonny."
"This here is Tyler. My name is Beth. I'm sure you can see
we're here together."
His smile widened. "I can see that he brought you. I
know why he's interested in you, what I can't figure is what you
see in him. You need a real man. I could satisfy a woman like you.
What do you say?"
My temper was flaring. I hope Beth didn't think I was going
to sit here and let her leave with this asshole. "I ... I think you
ought to leave buddy. Before I make you leave." Beth kissed
me. "Relax Tyler." She turned to face him. "I don't think you could
do for my what my lover here does." The man laughed, "I saw
his hard on. But Baby you ain't seen nothing yet." He opened his
jacket.
I stood, no longer able to contain myself. Beth pulled me
back down. "I hope you don't intend to expose yourself. My lover is
quite an animal. Besides I only fuck Tyler. No one else gets my
pussy. So fuck off, asshole." The obscenity of her words shocked
not only Mr Macho but myself as well.
He stood, unsure of what had transpired. He wasn't
alone.
"Beth, why'd you do that? Come on to him like that."
She laughed, "Oh Tyler. You have to learn to relax.
It's all part of the game."
"Yeah, well ... it's a dangerous game Beth. That jerk could
get the wrong idea and ... well he could hurt you."
"Oh, sweetheart remember my fantasies."
"I know but you said safe. That isn't safe."
She just laughed. "I'll be right back I have to go to the
little girls room. How about you?"
I didn't know if she meant little girls or boys for me but
I'd pass on both. "No. I'm ok. Hurry back."
I sat knowing Mr Macho watched her leave. I kept my eye on
him. When she returned she began to slide past me or so I thought.
Instead she sat on my lap. Reaching behind her, she undid my pants
and removed the shaft. I thought she lost her mind. She leaned
forward and slid the dildo inside her.
"Uh ... Beth ... what do you think you're doing? Have you
lost your mind?"
"Relax lover. I'm giving the asshole something to
digest."
I peeked around from behind her. Sure enough he was
watching us. His mouth slightly open. Beth ground down on me. =20
"Beth, please ... I can't do this with all these people around
us."
"Sure you can." She stood, leaving me exposed
momentarily. Turned to face me, then sat back down. She was
straddling me. "Kiss me, lover."
I was beginning to freak. Several people had seen the
exchange. None caught on that it was a dildo. So much for
shock value. Beth began to ride me right here in front of all these
people.
"Tyler, kiss me. I'm going to come very soon and you'll want
to be prepared."
"Beth, please ... don't ... not here."
She began to moan softly. I kissed her to prevent her
outburst. She rocked in rhythm to the music and all at once cried
out into my mouth. Thank God I had lip locked her. She got
extremely still, allowing her full weight to rest on me. Then
without warning she rose, tucked the dildo back into my pants and
took the seat next to me once more. She ordered
another drink as if nothing had happened.
Now my mouth hung slightly open.
She down her drink and signaled for the waitress. "You want
another dear." I needed something strong.
"Yeah, straight vodka. Beth?"
She ignored me and ordered the drinks.
"What's wrong?"
I had to laugh. "Wrong? You are kidding me, right? You just
fucked me in front of all these people. I don't believe you."
I knew immediately I had pissed her off. "Hey anytime you
want out lover, just let me know. No problem."
I didn't know whether to be pissed myself or just
shocked. "Beth, why are you pissed off? I just don't know
what you expect of me. I .. oh shit ..."
She turned and smiled. "Kiss me."
I did.
"Let's get out of here.
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