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My heart was all a flutter, body chilled, quivering with all expectation, nerves and sudden drop in temperature as slowly she now assisted me from the bath. I stood before her in all my morning glory, naked, flesh glimmering in low winters sunlight that pierced the cracks in the thin Venetian blind. Her hands still held mine so tenderly, fingers still softly caressing the flesh as her eyes danced over the sight which she had longed to see.

She took a moment to study it, to see the design of my form, the long legs that had so often been a cause of temptation to her. They rose upwards almost majestically. Their shape sculptured and trim, the result of prolonged and often heavy workouts, they gave way and blossomed into rounded, curvaceous thighs and hips that led to a trim, taunt stomach that was flat, and chest that bedazzled her.

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I had never seen her before, and I couldn't stop looking. She was so gorgeous. I watched her take a hit from a joint and, still holding the smoke in, take a shot. She exhaled slowly, the smoke curling sensuously around her lips. Her eyes met mine through the smoke and she smiled slowly. I gave her the same smile and was rudely interrupted by someone tapping me on the shoulder. "It's your hit," they said.

We continued flirting with our eyes the whole night, never speaking to each other. Sometimes she'd have her back to me and every once in a while she'd look over her shoulder, smile, and return to her conversation.

I was more high than drunk, but eventually I had to pee. I pushed my way past a group of people taking a shot, heading towards the main bathroom. I went inside and closed the door, making eye contact with her right before the door clicked shut. I turned around and walked towards the toilet when I heard the door open behind me. I turned around, ready to tell whoever it was that the bathroom was occupied.

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Kris had gotten herself home and now had a chance to relax. She was relieved that she got to sneak out of the house as fast as she had. She really enjoyed herself earlier, but now thought about what could have happened. Her cell phone rang brining her out of her dreamy state. Answering the phone, Kris wouldn't make out the voice until she heard the words "did you lose an earring?". Kris asked who this was, and the voice replied, "Carla, whose home you were at". Kris had a quick panic attack, wondering how she was going to get out of this one.

Kris had made plans to meet with Carla to get her earring back, and tried to come up with some story that would sound plausible. When she rang the bell, Carla answered quickly, and with a big smile welcomed Kris into her home. Kris was taken aback at first, but as the conversation continued, she was quite at ease.

Carla tried to put Kris at ease, before she brought the truth forward. She brought Kris into the kitchen and fixed some coffee and tea. While Carla and Kris got to know each other, Kris was becoming more and more relaxed. As they chatted, the conversation came around to the earring. Kris was almost blushing knowing full well what took place. Carla was asking Kris all sorts of questions about the earring and the like. Kris was now becoming a bit more nervous. Carla asked Kris to follow her upstairs a minute as she wanted to show how she had re-arranged something upstairs.