That moment your racing heartbeat finally slows down after the inquiring police leave your front door, and you know you got her safely stuffed in the dryer just in time. The basic rule of thumb is to NEVER do business close to home. A rule you should always abide by, even when the perfect opportunity arises. But that opportunity just happened to be Erin, that little super cutie in our apartment complex that I’d been drooling over since last summer. I often hide in the trees behind the complex at night with my binoculars, waiting for the redhead in 3G to take her late night bath and give me a quick tit view. So when I see Erin sneaking out her first floor window in her short shorts and bikini top, probably to meet some boy somewhere, I was ill prepared to make a rational decision. And when she headed straight towards me, it was almost a case of self defense. And while I’ll eventually have to transport the body upstate to her ultimate destination they’ll be plenty of good healthy fun prior to that. Of course you have to get her out of the dryer and into your bedroom first. That moment when your heartbeat begins racing as simple tugs to bikini strings reveal the youthful treasures beneath.

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