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Subject: My Life - In a Nutshell, Ch. 7 (m/f mut. mast)
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Apparently, not all of chapter 7 got posted.  I could have sworn I checked it
before I sent it out, but anyway... here is the complete version of chapter 7.

Tiki

Once again, there's sex, so if you are under age or don't like that, don't
read it.




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 CHAPTER 7 - NOW, THAT’S JUST MY LUCK


"I had never seen a guy’s dick before," started Mia.

"Oh, this is good," said Devon.  Jennifer gave him a dirty look.  I rolled my
eyes.

"Shut up, Dev, or you’re not going to get the rest.  Anyway, I woke up around
6:00 AM, because I was suddenly very cold.  Our buddy Cal here had stolen the
blanket, and there was a wind howling in through the window.  The blinds were
crashing around and everything, and this big lug is happily sleeping away,
wrapped up in the entire comforter like a little baby."

"Be nice," I said.

"So I go over and close the window – there’s rain coming in, and climb back
into bed.  I was still freezing, so I decided to steal the comforter back. 
After a couple of minutes of tugging and him going, ‘cut it out,’ I managed
to steal the entire thing back from him.  So now, he’s the one shivering. 
Then I fell asleep again."

"Blanket thief," I muttered.

"Shut up.  About an hour later, I wake up again.  He’s kicking me."

"I still don’t believe you."

"Who’s telling this story?  I made him stop though."

"How?" asked Jennifer.

"Kicked him back.  Square in his ass.  He stopped," said Mia with an evil
grin.  Then he rolls over and tries to steal the comforter back."

"I was probably cold," I said.

"Whatever.  Anyway, I wouldn’t let him have it, but he’s rubbing up against
me, trying to stay warm or something.  I noticed he had a hard-on, so I
decided to investigate."

"Ha!"  snickered Devon.

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