Waiting for him

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I waited for Max to call me, and he didn’t. I missed him. It had been a week that passed, and I missed him. I got dressed out of my pyjamas, putting a lacy shirt on, with a push up bra, and I put black jeans on to go with it. I put high heeled boots on, and I did my hair, brushing it, and I put perfume on. I was hoping that Max would call me. I looked at myself in the mirror, and I grabbed my boobs, impressed with how they looked in the bra and shirt. “Let’s just hope that Max will appreciate it sometime.” I mumble. Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door, and I walked to the door, opening up and seeing Lily. “Hey, stranger.” I smile, and she looks at me with tears in her eyes. “What’s wrong?” I ask her, allowing her to come inside my apartment, and she does. “Chase l

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