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People were sniffing and looking around. They hadn’t traced the smell back to Zoe’s cupboard yet. Zoe was a bit irritated that she hadn’t thought to put casting the cartons in the fridge after they’d cooled enough last night. We figured the best way to dispose of the evidence was to eat it anyway. There was really quite a lot, enough for two. We had really over-ordered the night before. We warmed it all pov in the microwave and demolished it. Gemma caught us. She was with the girl who had taken the Ed Sheeran painting. That girl was called Rachel. I began to suspect that Rachel’s bomb defusing last night was social smarts and not obliviousness. Rachel and Gemma sat down beside us on the small dining table in the kitchen and started Bubble Butt eating their own meals – Gemma an impressively healthy salad she’d prepared and Rachel a cup-a-soup. Zoe excused herself to go powder her nose. Gemma got up and went after her. It was like girls going to the toilet together at pubs. Rachel looked across at me. “I’ve hung the painting on my wall for safe keeping. She can have it back any time. But I really like it. I’m guessing she painted it herself, didn’t she?” it was a conspiratorial whisper. “Thanks. I was a bit worried about that. Good that you like it. Yeah, Zoe painted it” I replied quietly. Rachel beamed. That evening we stayed in too. Gemma did knock and invite us ‘two love birds’ out, but wasn’t surprised when we declined. Her eye scanned the room, probably looking for the condoms. Perhaps when she couldn’t find them she imagined we’d already used them all? She was perhaps a bit puzzled by the camp bed arrangement though. Zoe turned her computer around on her desk so we could sit side by side at the foot of her bed. She asked me what we wanted to watch, and after some negotiation she searched youtube for the BBC dramatisation of Pride and Prejudice. Its the best one, apparently. Zoe delighted in telling me that I’d love the view of ‘BBC corset drama’ and that I could learn a lot about relationships that were verbal and no-touching-allowed! We actually teen shaved sat quite close. Almost touching. We had a big bag of chips open in front of us. It was movie night. One thing the BBC dramatisations are is _long_. After three episodes we weren’t half way in and it was bedtime. It was strange; I’d never watched much romcom before but watching it with Zoe beside me was a whole new experience. Warrick swallowed the lump in his throat as he relived the moment. Her hands gripped my Bubble Butt wife's thighs. Girls, the color of your heart is white. “By,” Daddy said, the look crossing his face was almost horror. I frowned as Sven formed a fist and pounded casting with the flat of his shaved hand. Sara nodded. She watched cautiously as he opened the can and took a sip. "I love you, pov mom. Thankfully the kids didn’t bother me teen and the pool man didn’t come. I wanted to experience the whole girl. “Any more surprises.” She giggled. The pain stopped at the same time. I had to changed quickly. She said: “yes, sir” and got in the position I told her.