Duncan

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I was watching Courtney fumble with one of the vending machines. She was kneeling down, but must've forgotten she was in a cheerleading skirt, because it was almost giving a perfect view of her ass.

Which I didn't mind.

Except the fact that I had to strain to keep myself from getting a hard on. "Damn it!" She said pounding on the machine. "What is it now Princess?" I say, annoyed that she was now standing up and the wonderful view was gone.

"Stupid shit won't work." She stood there and crossed her arms. I roll my eyes and stroll over to the machine.

I pull my fist back and hit the glass, and I hear it shatter. "Oh my god!" Courtney says, picking up my bloody cut up fist. "You're bleeding." She says, trying to find something to dab it with. I smile and hold up the snacks. "I got the snacks." She looks at me and smiles slightly, before she bites her lip.

She wants me.

"So. Do I have to do the same thing to the drinks?" I say, pointing to the beverage vending machine.

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