Robert’s fingers hooked the end of her thong.
This is it, he thought. Finally, after all this time, I’m gonna get some pussy.
“Wait, Robbie,” she began as she felt him pull at her thong.
“What Casey? What’s wrong?” He asked moodily, knowing her reply already.
“I’m just not ready for this. I don’t want to. Not yet,” she said quietly, gently pushing him off her.
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This girl I met online asked me to go to Manchester for the evening. I had a couple to choose from for this night, but one picture looked cute and one girl seemed better than the other. Alison was her real name. Enough of those for no-one to know her I suppose. I wasn’t looking for love¦ just a one-nighter in a different town.
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