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I’ve been staring at her for a while now. Her red hair, painted nails, short skirt, the way she carries herself, her curves, oh god her curves. I remember the first time I met her. She visited my bookstore, brushing her finger across the mystery and crime section, debating which book would be the right one for her. She went up to the register carrying a total of three mystery and crime books, and one dark romance. I chuckled, scanning the items which made her chuckle as well. Her embarrassed energy made me want to pick her up and just go at...
The sound of clapping fills the classroom and I quickly snap back to reality. Fuck, I haven’t payed attention at all. Their presentation must’ve been incredible, the teacher is all smiley and shit. I look at the list and see my group is up after the next one. My stomach twists fast and I let out a small grunt. “You good?” my classmate asks me. I bite my lip from embarrassment. “Y– yeah I'm good.” No i’m not fucking good, my hands are vibrating from the stress and I can feel the sweat from my forehead drip down to my thigh. Normally I woul...
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