The Shirt

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Tyler "Morning," I was up at six that morning and looked at her fridge with nothing but beer, water, and some eggs. So I decided to make some omelet and toast for breakfast to go with the coffee. "What are you doing?" "Making breakfast," I answered while giving her a cup of steaming hot coffee. "Half-naked?" She actually smirked and teases me while roaming her eyes on my shirtless body. Mmh... we're making progress here... "I'm wearing my pants, and you're still in my shirt. Not that I'm complaining, it looks good on you." "Really?" She rested back at the kitchen counter while sipping her coffee, showing me her naked thighs, crossing her legs knowing that she was not wearing anything underneath. "Really." I put my coffee down and slipped my hand under the shirt. "You should put

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