Dr phil looks at you from the shower, the steam creating sweat beads on his face. "come join me," he whispers through his whispy gray moustache. Robin isn't home, you don't have much time. the urge is insatiable.
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He shook his head, coming in even closer and leaned down to whisper in my ear, "Because I make you real wet." He pulled back and smirked at me.
Fuck...