Mi llamo es Novella

Mi llamo es Novella

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Standing at the front door, Novella nervously clutched her binder. The nineteen year old had never actually worked with anyone in this capacity let alone held a job before. High School was a year behind her and her second semester of college ahead. If she wanted to be a social worker, she thought this would be a great start. The door slowly opened, a tall man with a red polo and slacks stepped out. "Ah Noel, how are you? Did you have trouble finding it." He asked with a toothy smile. His hair was gelled and spiked. The smell of his cheap cologne made her gag a bit. Covering her mouth as she coughed. "My name is Novella sir,"
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Kaia Torres is a hard working college student, she just got back home for summer break. She wasn't looking for a relationship, instead she was focusing on getting things right for her future. But what happens when her new neighbours move in? She watches as an attractive man steps out of the car, seconds later joined by a young woman, was she his partner? Most likely. Well, better get back on with studying. ----------------------------- "I-umm, I wear underwear like this." I stuttered again. He kept stepping closer, swinging the red panties with each step. "Do you? These are quite revealing though, aren't they?" My cheeks were heating up. His eyes were burning through my soul. "Y-yes but they look pretty and I enjoy w-wearing them." I spoke. My breath hitched in my throat when he stopped walking. He was now towering over me. "Well, since you enjoy wearing underwear like this, you should try it on right?" He asked. I nodded again, not trusting my words. "For me." "F-for you?" I asked, confused. "Yes for me. Put them on when you get home and send me a picture. You can do that right?" His breath was fanning my face at this point. I needed it though, my face was on fire. "Y-yes." "Good girl." ----------------------------- ⚠️Warnings: mature themes, mature language, mention of alcohol and drugs, age gap relationship, sexual content I'm not good at writing summaries so just read, you will enjoy it :)

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