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Chapter 7
Cameron lived alone at 392 High Street, which gave Stone some private time with the young man, having every intention of bashing the college mathematician’s bottom with his inflated d**k, pleasuring the both of them. Their clothes came off in the house’s cluttered living room, and they walked up the two flights of stairs and ended up inside Cameron’s third floor bedroom, which still smelled of cigarettes, old beer, and m*******a. The window overlooking High Street had been closed, and white sunshine filled the single room. Dirty clothes were scattered over the floor, and a video gaming system connected to the wall. Its components were scattered everywhere. A twenty-one-inch LED flat-screen hung on the wall, and college books where piled here and there. Stone listened to the wind outside,
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