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Under His Shirt
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2021-11-24 14:55:10I’M SITTING on the sofa, wearing Brent’s T-Shirt and his boxer. Oh, God, it makes me blush like ten times. I just can’t believe it that my dream guy, okay too much for that… I just can’t believe that I’m wearing Brent’s belongings.
Para akong baliw na kinikilig mag-isa sa mga naiisip at hindi mapigilan ang sarili na tumili nang mahina. Paano kung makita niya akong ganito? Ano kaya ang magiging reaksyon niya?
Umabot hanggang kalahati ng hita ko ang damit niya. Kaya hindi ko na isinuot ang jersey short na kinuha ko. Tanging ang boxer short na lang.
Itutuloy ko na sana ulit ang aking imahinasyon nang biglang mag-ring ang cellphone ko na nakapatong sa ibabaw ng glass table.
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