Chapter Forty Three: Whole Lot Harder

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Brandy I spun around once in front of my full body mirror, checking one last time for any imperfections. Nate wanted a distraction, well I was going to be one hell of a distraction. I wore one of my pleated mini skirts, black thigh high stockings held in place with a garter belt, and a low cut fitted lavender blouse. My hair was curled again and pinned up out of my face. I’d made sure my makeup was on point. I would put my cute heels on after I got into the car this morning, seeing as I had an evil plan to execute before we left the house. Swinging my bag over my shoulder and grabbing my heels, I pulled open the door and found Nate sprawled out asleep on the floor, snoring. It was very early, earlier than we had agreed upon waking up on Sunday mornings. However, I had to complete one l

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