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An excerpt
from My Parents Won't Be Home for Hours
Mr. Banifich's car pulled out of the driveway
at a leisurely pace and started down Birch Street. Kelly turned
away form the window, kicking off her shoes and unbuttoning her
blouse. "Come on,
fast," she urged.
"Are
you crazy?" Tom asked in disbelief. "Your mom is going
to home any minute!"
But
Kelly tossed her blouse aside and leveled her big, dark eyes at
him. "Then we'd better hurry."
Her
breasts popped out of her bra. Tom stared. Kelly pressed against
him and ran her hand down his thigh. "Are you going to stare
at them all day," Kelly asked, "or are you going to suck
them?"
"Where?"
the boy asked dumbly.
"Right
here, silly." She tugged his T-shirt out of his blue jeans.
"On
your parents' couch?"
"Mm-hmm,"
she said, running a hand down his bare chest and pushing him firmly
down on it. "It's got a lot of bounce to it."
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