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Chapter Twenty Six.
So.... this was wild! It was a bit cringe writing this chapter NGL but what's the point of avoiding such a scene when the book is literally called Dude I kissed your mom! Hopefully it'll help with the story's build up.
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Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Twenty Eight.
" What the actual fuck!" A guttural growl she made at the catastrophe that befell her shirt, noticing the water had spilled all the way down to her torso, missing her pelvis by a fraction but that wasn't better. Her hands raised to her sides, Amanda gazed back down at the mess that embraced her attire. Right there and then, the shrill cry of the school bell pierced through the already chaotic atmosphere as students rushed to their classes, except for me and her , leaving us to assess the damage of the situation. That's when I realized the eroticism of this mess. Her shirt was see-through. Her shirt was fucking see-through! You know what that means? I got a detailed sight of what hid behind that white crisp button down shirt of hers that was soaking wet and to add spice into the already arousing sight, the fabric of wetness appeared to be clinging onto her like a second skin. I couldn't peel my gaze away from her. I was momentarily hypnotized by the evident black bra that was callin
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Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Thirty.
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Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Thirty One.
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Dude I Kissed Your Mom! Chapter Thirty Two.
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"Next!" The lunch line swiftly moved as lunch lady Doris slapped her spatula full of overcooked pasta on our lunch trays.Her bored expression and blank eyes revealed her lack of motivation on being stuck on a crappy , dead end job like this. Serving hundreds of students everyday was one of those nightmare you wish to never experience and my pity towards lunch lady Doris was greatly influenced when she slapped the soggy noodles on to my tray, some splashing on to my shirt. The mole sprouted on her left cheek made me shudder as I walked over to the ketchup dispenser over by the far end of the cafeteria. Zac, my best friend, trailed behind me before setting his tray down next to mine as I pumped some ketchup inside a white tiny cup. "I can't believe you asked my mom that insensitive question ,"He scolded me , watching as I filled the tiny cup with the thick red liquid."She's my mother for pete sake!" "Like I didn't know that already,"Setting the tiny cup inside my tray, I moved asid
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