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“Oh yeah?”

I would say that Stevie and I are thinking about the exact sas But we aren’t At least not completely

“What do you say about a horse drawn carriage?”

The sultry s on Stevie’s lips dissolves into an uncertain pout

“You’re joking”

“Am I?”

Stevie cocks her head atwith me”

“Okay,” I say,o on the horse drawn carriage on irl I wanted to take out on a date rejected me”

I’m at the door, when she calls out, “Clayton!”

“Yes?”

She strides straight ahead a few paces, then pauses in that pushed-out hip position that I love

“It’s not really fair if you write this girl off before properly asking her”

Catching her twinkling eye, I smirk

“Stevie Pierce, would you doe?” I ask in et down on one knee

Stevie bursts out laughing

“No”

I gape at her for a minute, before her mouth twitches with telltale mirth

“Good,” I say, striding up and taking her by the hand

“There’s just one thing”

Chapter 6: Stevie

That asshole…

Every few lance around Then, once he sees the coast is clear and that the driver isn’t looking our way, he cops a feel of my bra-less breasts over my dress

No bra That was his “one thing” request for our horse carriage date Even with my jean coat closed partway over roped every few minutes doesn’t help matters either

Clayton isn’tthis easy on , while his hand rests casually on et how horny I am

The horse-drawn carriage ride itself, is nothing short of old tri by leisurely There are colorful-awninged storefronts and bustling happy springti with productivity And then there’s us, soaking it all in, drinking in sights like sips of wine

Clayton letssilence for a few minutes before he speaks