“Thanks bro,” Fiza said, as she slid on her shorts and bounced out of the car. “Don’t worry, I would never tell Imran!” she said. “ Y’all want me to clean the house this weekend? I’m planning on coming home and could use the money,” she said. “Come over anytime,” I responded. “But Imran may be around!” She laughed and said, “ I’m really gonna clean! We can’t just fuck all the time.” We kissed again, then she walked away. The whole way home I thought of what lies I could tell. I finally figured it out as the sun broke through the windshield. But, as I came sleepily walking in Imran said Fiza had called. “She told me you took her to grab coffee and eggs to sober up! You’re such a good brother to her honey,” Imran said. I agreed, then went to shower…taking the time to stroke my cock one more time before I began getting ready for church.
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