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Minutes ticked by, and they seemed so much longer without her presence. Those ten minutes felt closer to thirty. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I...heard her footsteps, high heels clicking, and then the door opening. She stepped through the door, and down the two stairs. She sat on the massage table with her hands around the cup in her lap. "Not much of a puddle yet, is there? That's no fun. Guess the blackmail will have to wait." She sipped her tea; a dull, unimpressed expression on her. So, on Saturday morning, about ten, I rang their bell and Mrs. Kenny opened the door, standing there in her robe."Oh, hello, Andy, if you're looking for Steve, he's not here. But, come in, I want to talk with you," and I came in and we went into the kitchen and sat at the table. I just knew this was going to be bad."Are you still masturbating, Andy?" Am I what?" Masturbating? You know, playing with yourself, rubbing your penis like I saw you doing?"She just asked me that like she was asking. More

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