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It's the end of the summer holidays and I'm back to New York in two days and since he kissed me on Ashley's porch, Hunter hasn't tried to go further than just the occasional make out session. I mean there is absolutely nothing wrong with that, unless of course you were horny little s**t like me. I mean, it's not like the dates and dinners and flowers and rides on his motorbikes aren't all romantic and make me weak the knees, they also make me horny and I'm pretty sure if my hand could, it would go on strike. I've tried pretty much every trick in the good old book and I've even told him out right that I want him, he just looks at me and then tells me in honey-soaked voice of his that makes me forget even my name that I'm not ready and that we had to take it slow. Slow, seriously, does he ev
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