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JIX
I glance at Amanda who is holding cups of coffee in her hands. She’s standing at the base of the staircase, precisely waiting for me. Why the gaddamn hell is she wearing such piece of crap? She really has a plan in her mind of seducing me. She never wore such thing since we decided to walk out on each others’ lives.
I decided not to take a closer notice about her night dress. Instead, I have Nikka at the back of my head. I’d rather love to f**k her only with her thigh length socks than to f**k Amanda with her silly sexy lacey negligee.
“So, you’re really into her. Aren’t you?” Amanda playfully asks as I try to pass her by.
“Yes.” I replied.
There’s no reason to deny it and I want her to see that I’d already moved on.
At first I thought it was going to be hard and until Nikka
