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"Sorry that the sensei was so hard on you." I added as we left the building. I noted the black December night sky as we walked back to Nicole's car.Nicole gave me a weird look before lightly laughing. "Dude, if you think she was 'hard on me, ' maybe you're not so ready for karate." she told me. "In karate, you're supposed to accept that you're not the best. You have to be diligent and learn, leave ego outside the door, and swallow your pride." She got into the car with me in tow, then added, "And speaking of swallow, I'm hungry as hell. How about McDick's, squirt?"Why the hell did everyone in high school feel it was necessary to call it that? "I'm down." I cheerfully answered."Cool." She beamed as she started the car. Before leaving, though, she reached over and gave me a peck on the cheek."What was that for?" I asked her."I wasn't aware I needed a reason." She replied, winking at me. "But it's so I can show thanks. For one, I hate how my karate friends are ONLY my karate friends,. Morning sunlight was coming in through the open door. Sarah was now standing in front of that light. She lifted her hands, tossed her hair to one side and flipped her hair. Drops of water fell on Matt. But Matt's eyes were elsewhere.As Sarah stood in front of the light coming through the open door, her thin robe left little to imagination. Everything was visible. Her tits were magnificent. The V between her legs was visible. She was wearing a red thong. Her legs were long and sexy. Matt found it impossible to take his eyes off of her. It was like an animal call of fuck me . She then threw her wet hair back. By doing this she pushed her pelvis out at him. The raw animal in Matt was provoked."Come let's eat "she said. She sat him at the table and busied herself serving him breakfast. Today her plate was placed beside him. She served him and herself and then plonked herself down next to him. Her tits bounced when she sat down and her robe climbed her thigh. With every movement now her.
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