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I didn't know the girl standing on the doorstep, but the look she gave me carried a heat and a hunger in it that confused fuck me hard gallery, but which I responded to, nevertheless. If I had been capable of it right then, I would no doubt have been instantly erect, such was the state of my sexual frustration.
"Alan Fraser?" she asked. Her eyes flicked briefly in the direction of my groin - so briefly in fact, that I wasn't even sure that I had just imagined the motion. She wouldn't have seen much to interest her, either. Another effect of Anne's game had been the suppression of any bulges that may have been there before .
"Yes, that's right," I answered.
Anne's voice drifted through from the living room. "Alan, don't be rude. Let her in, won't you? It's cold outside."
"Sorry," I said and stepped aside. She walked past me and straight into the living room. Obviously she had been here before - she didn't need directions. |
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