Soft and Tender

The doorbell rang and Brooke looked up from her textbook. “Coming,” she called out, quickly getting to her feet, and pranced down the stairs. She was barefoot, wearing tight jeans shorts, her long blonde hair in a high ponytail, and her young breasts bounced inside her white tank top as she took the stairs two at a time and raced to the door, opening it.

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College Preparations

“Keith, Keith Zane,” the nurse called as I sat waiting in the doctor’s office. “The doctor will see you now,” she said pointing to room number two. The one with the sign “Dr. V. Edwards” on its door. I got up and started walking over to it.  I opened the door, walked in, and closed the door behind me. Inside the office, sitting at her desk was a very attractive blonde who I assumed was doctor V. Edwards.

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