The Sleepover Party:>53

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She sits on the couch, pulling her feet up under her. She has changed into a shorts and a t-shirt, obviously not wearing a bra. "You saw the videos?" she asks, looking directly at me. I just nod. "I can show you how to partition your hard drive and password protect it so you can store whatever you want..." she cuts me off with a smile. "What did you think?" she asks. "I didn't know what to think, Rachel but I'm certainly not judging you or anything," I say defensively. She laughs. "I mean, what did you think of the videos?" she says matter-of-factly. "Did they... you know... arouse you?" she asks, sitting back and scrutinizing me. This is not how I envisioned this conversation and I'm dumbfounded by her casual response towards me seeing her in such explicit settings. "Well... yeah..

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