Enzo
“Why did you run away like that yesterday?” I asked.
Nina and I were standing in the middle of the football field. I knew she was supposed to be working, but I didn’t care. After what I discovered yesterday, I couldn’t sleep all night from thinking about her. I had to talk to her.
Nina’s face turned a little red. She looked cute when she was embarrassed; the red on her cheeks reminded me of what she looked like when she orgasmed.
“My shift was over,” she said. “And besides, you were talking to Lisa.”
My mind flickered back to my conversation with Lisa yesterday afternoon.
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“Enzo, I need to talk to you about the party,” she said.
I sighed and turned toward her as I was watching my team run laps for being buffoons. “Can it wait?”
Lisa folded her arms across her chest, pushing
