Any resemblance to any person living in the past or present is purely coincidental.*
The CCD stood for “Community Center Dance”, which was exactly what it sounded like. Txxx I must have looked hurt, because he assured me that we would get plenty of opportunities to do that again. “See you soon.”
“Bye.” I ended the call and looked at myself in the mirror. Landon pressed his bare chest against my breasts. Landon’s teeth brushed lightly against my bottom lip. He suckled and licked my supple breasts until they were red as they were before. “When are you leaving for the CCD?” He asked. My breasts fell loose from their restraints. Then, as quickly as it arrived, he pulled away.
