“No I live with my mom. Just make a left at the next light.” The drive was quiet except for me telling Ash how to get to my house. The radio in his car wasn’t working which made the moment even more awkward. “You know what I was just thinking about?” “You’re going to tell me anyway.” “Don’t be smart Dawson.” I ignored his comment and peered out the window as he continued. “You remember how we were all cool and everything in ninth grade. We stop being cool for a dumb reason you know?” I cussed my teeth. “You really don’t remember how you fed into rumors and then disowned me because you believed them. I sure enough remember because I was teased about it every fucking day.” It was quiet for a while. “I remember that but-” “What’s the whole point of going back down memory lane? What’s done is done.” “What’s with the attitude man?” “Look can you just let me out. I’ll walk the rest of the way.” Ashton pulled over to the nearest curb. Thank God it was only a mere four blocks from my house.. The incredible sight before me, her scent, the seductive sound of her voice, her soft touch, it was truly a feast for my senses. "Alan," she spoke softly as she leaned forward and touched me on the shoulder, "This is a performance review." She smiled as she spoke. A smile that could launch a thousand ships and I wanted to sail in her ocean. I leaned forward into her waiting bush. I savored the scent as her delicate hairs tickled my face. I was engulfed in those gorgeous, silky smooth thighs that seemed to surround me and shield me from the rest of the world. I began to explore her soft, delicate folds with my kisses. I grabbed those thighs with both hands and allowed them to engulf my head. I reveled in the soft cushion that was so extraordinarily comforting, like a baby in its mother's arms. I kissed those creamy thighs so lovingly with all the attention they deserved as I made my way back up to her womanhood. I delicately parted her folds with my hands and gazed at the prize before.
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