LEONARD. “Hmmmmmm,” Lisa—or Lizzy, or whatever her name was—moaned as I continued to thrust into her. “Oooh, Leo, I’m coming!” I quickened my pace, and just as I felt myself about to climax, I pulled out quickly and finished on her lap. She slumped back on the bed, breathing heavily, and I lay down beside her. “That was amazing,” she said, but before I could respond, my phone started ringing. I sat up, grabbed it from the bedside table, and answered without looking at the caller ID. “Leonard Smiths, where the hell are you?” a voice I recognized yelled, making me roll my eyes. “I’m busy, Dad.” “Busy, you say? Do you have any idea what’s happening? Your grandma hasn’t been home since last night!” He yelled, and the mention of my grandma made me jerk upright. I love my grandma dearly, and I hoped nothing was wrong. “What happened to grandma?” I asked, hurriedly throwing on my shorts. “She left for one of those social gatherings of hers and didn’t come home. I called Mrs. Dwayne,
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