Christopher Wilson

His teeth shined so bright he would've blinded me when I saw him. An olive skin tone with ripped muscles,"Hi, you must be the lovely Jesse Stone," he kissed my hand " I am Christopher Wilson, but everybody likes to call me Chris."His beautiful appearance took away my breath. My mom wouldn't like a guy like this though. She thinks all guys with ripped muscles pump steroids every five seconds.
Christopher looks like he does natural exercising.
"Yeah, thats me. And how do you know me?" I didnt really care because at this moment he could even kidnap me and do all types of things at this point.
"I'm your new neighbor and my mom-that crazy old bat-she wanted me to bring over this pie. She said that your mother was already expecting me and to just come over."
"Does she know you? Is your mom and my mom, like old friends or something?"
"Yeah, she said your mom and her were like best friends in high school." Well that just cancelled out all the ideas I had about what I planned to do with him once I had him wrapped around my finger.
"Well since I cant fulfill my fantasies with you like I would've loved to hopefully this kiss will help me remember your sexy features.Then in i went for a big juicy wet one! I stuck my tongue down his throat and went around his mouth to let him know that this was our first and last.
"That was-," I stopped him before he could continue.
"You never kiss and tell Christopher. Don't you know that! Well you better take that pie inside before it gets cold," I licked my lips," I'm going to my friends house. Bye. By the way my mom might not like you because of your big sexy muscles!"

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Lektorat: Priscilla Cook
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 16.07.2012

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I dedicate this book to my one and true love Christian Wattley!