The next morning the sun was shining bright through the windows. I went downstairs feeling like a king. My c**k was already half-hard just thinking about Lila. There she was in the kitchen, looking all innocent in a cute little tank top and tiny shorts that showed off her smooth legs. She looked exactly like the sweet girl next door, not the porn star who f****d herself on camera last night.
“Morning, Lila,” I said with a big smile. “How are you? You went to the library again last night, right? Must be nice studying so hard.”
Lila froze for a second. Her cheeks turned pink. She gave me a faint, nervous smile. “Y-yeah… the library. I like it there. Quiet.”
Claire, her mom, turned around with a plate of pancakes and beamed. “Ah, my Lila is such a good girl! Always at the library, always s
