Miranda is home from college, and Bob saw her again yesterday, and was she gorgeous! She was wearing a tight pink t-shirt, and it just pressed tight against her buxom breasts. He contemplated going over and saying hey, but decided that it wouldn't be a good idea because, after all, I had convinced him that it would be a good idea to stay away from her.
And yet Bob thought to himself “Damn, she is gorgeous! I just want to go over there and kiss her.” And then he had a quick vision of what it would be like to have sex with her, but I pushed that little idea straight out of his brain.
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just noticed there was a typo in this
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