Seven thirty. Eight. Mandi was no where in sight. "Fucking bitch," I muttered under my breath as I walked out. With every step fell a new tear. I coul...n't take it. How could she be so cruel? I drove to Jenna's house with tears streaming down my face. Jenna opened the door and embraced me when she saw me."You don't need that bitch sweetie. You're too good for her," she said as she tried to comfort me, "you need someone that cares about you, that doesn't want to toy with your emotions." I stood. "Well," I said moving around my desk to stand in front of her, her head dropped as she looked at the floor.My arm went around her waist and I pulled her closer; my free hand cupped one of her very nice tits."I think something can be arranged," I said, squeezing her tit lightly.She just stood there, her head still bowed, letting me touch her; I smiled. I pulled her even closer and moved my hand off her tits to under her short skirt, god she was wet already. My fingers moved over the gusset of. More

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