A girl-on-girl encounter with a dancer in her dressing room in this lesbian flash fiction.
A final chance with the one that got away, but is it everything she remembered?
I could feel my cock pushing hard against the front of my pants. “People talk about you,” I said, and she laughed and nodded.
That dorm room had one redeeming feature. Laying on my bed in the evening, when the sun was just going down, the light would somehow reflect and carry to my window a full view into Lew Hatcher’s room, three floors above mine.
Helena knows what she wants from Gregory. He just needs a little persuasion…
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Masturbation during a tennis match helps to calm this player down.