Dancing With Our Girl

1984 Words

Colton “Where in the f*ck is she going dressed like that?” I snapped at David and Liam. Four hours ago, we pulled up to the road that turned to go to the cabin. We had decided to check on her first, then wait until she fell asleep and break in. F*cking Liam begged us to do that. We were going to strip off all of our clothes and wake her up all nice like, before we punished her. “How the f*ck should I know,” David said. We had parked his truck halfway to the cabin in a grouping of trees to hide it. Then we walked the rest of the way to the cabin. We observed her through the windows. She had all the lights on, and we could see her clearly at the edge of the treeline. She was so f*cking beautiful in her little pink cotton shorts and her pink tank top. She must be warm in there be

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