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Lucille nodded. "Okay" she smiled. |
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he went back to kissing her |
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Lucille grinned and started kissing him again. Her hand returned to slip under his shirt and feel along his abs. |
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leim let her do it once again still kissing her |
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Lucille kept kissing him, her hand roaming around his chest now, feeling up and down and left and right as if she were trying to memorize it. |
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leim phone rang and he sighed and stopped kissing her "oh shit " he said as he looked at his phone |
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Lucille was surprised he pulled away so quickly to answer his phone but quickly calmed down. "Who is it?" |
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"Oh crap... you might wanna answer it then..." |
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he answered his phone "hello ....yeah i know .... so you call me while I'm in school" |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
