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Paid no attention

Stunned, I watched him leave and brusquely close the door - but that shock was born of a desire to say something to stop him. Anxiety welled up in my stomach as I sat alone. All I can think about is that dream and how wonderful it feels to be kissed by him. What's wrong with me!

I don't need to wait too long to think about the questions, or my body's response to them. The door to my room suddenly opened and Eric walked in. Celia followed him, wearing nothing but a pair of black lace panties.

Eric quietly closed the door behind them, not in a hurry to pay attention to the obvious question on my face: what the hell was she doing here?

Celia is clearly sleeping. Her hair was loose and a little messy. She stood there silently, her hands covering her beautiful small breasts. She didn't look nervous, just shy and curious. A stark contrast to the night she overpowered the Kid in front of a room full of strangers. I looked her in the eye, and when she looked back, I think she flashed a mischi
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