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ZEKE
I wasn't going to survive this night. Pretty sure I'd die first of penile pain if she didn't let me run my hand up the inside of her creamy thighs.
They were on full display when she sat down next to me at the table. Meal number two inside her home. Did that make this the second date? Given how long we'd been in each other's lives, was it too soon for me to put the move on her the way I wanted to?
We sure as hell spent more time together than the average dating couple. But this was too important to screw up.
We sat down, and Bunnie asked, "Do you mind if I take this off? It's a little hot in here."
Before I had a chance to answer, she shrugged her robe off her shoulders and over the back of the chair. I choked on a Kung Pao shrimp. Was she messing with me?
"You okay?" she ask
