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I mean her ass cheeks were like hanging out the back. And when I saw her ass it was huge. It made that little cuff at the bottom of each cheek every time she walked. I got her number that day and started texting her. She wanted to see a pic of my body so i sent it to her and she liked my abs etc. She then sent back this half naked pic and from there I knew I had her hooked. She kept on claiming that she wouldnt have sex with me until I date her. One date she called me and told me she was horny so I decided to give her what she wanted. Crazy thing is that she told me she would have sex with me only if i brought her some breakfast from mcdonalds. Damn I wish I met more girls like her. I brought her the food and she opened the door in nothing but a tank top and some panties. I followed her up to her room and she layed down on the bed and started watching t.v.. I layed down next to her and couldnt keep my eyes off her ass. I couldnt resist so I leaned over her and pulled her panties. Her phone was smashed and scattered around the room. Her purse with her money, cards and ID was missing. I found the phone’s SIM card and picked it up. All she had left was the clothes she was wearing, and those were borrowed underwear and a scrub suit. Her own blood-soaked clothes were in a bag in the car, and they were only good for the bin. She stood there looking devastated and I put my arm around her. She clutched me, wincing as I pressed against her arm.“We will get this sorted out,” I told her as I led her back to the car.We ended up back at the bar where it had all started. Mike had given me his cell number before he had taken a cab back to the bar. I’d called him, and he’d got her a room at the motel. It was close to midnight by the time we got there. Julie had taken one look at her and wrapped her in her arms, and for the first time that night, Zoe had burst into uncontrollable sobs.She sobbed, “I don’t know what I’m going to do. I can’t get home; he’ll have canceled my.
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I am not really paying much attention to anything but the streets, so when I notice the trees of the park, I am rather surprised at how fast time seemed to fly. She is standing there near a bench. I can see her from the parking lot. I get out of my car and trot to her, enveloping her in a quick, friendly hug. Her acorn brown hair is long and pretty, but her face is plain. To me anyway. Sometimes, I am bad at telling how pretty a woman really is. Hut I usually know that my friends are pretty. Ms. Johnson’s eyes are green and lashes aren’t that long. Like most people, she is taller than me, and despite the rainy weather Houston is hitting, her skin looks like a dark peach color. I have never seen her in jeans before today, but I hardly notice what she is wearing. I guess the dumpy grey shirt is throwing me off. Her smile is wide, but I don’t see anything special about it. ‘What’s up?’ she asks. Turning my face up to the sky, I reply, ‘Um, it looks like it is going to rain again.’ ‘If.

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