Chapter 8

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8 Garrett Snap a picture and caption it ‘Teenage boy in front of his first Playboy’ because that’s exactly how I feel right now and I’d bet that’s how I look. Charlie stands in the doorway wearing a white bikini, her n*****s hard and erect, begging to be touched. The first thing I notice is the way she doesn't cover up, but opens the door wider, ushering me in with her free hand. “I expected the pool guy.” Her voice changes pitch and I gather she's as affected by this situation as I am. The only difference is, my arousal can't be hidden. “He's out of town, so you got me.” “And you can fix it?” I stop and tilt my head her way. “Is that even a question?” “Well,” she walks faster to catch up to me as I use a key to open up the one door that's locked from guests. “Oh, I always wonder w

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