Veronica had just gone to sleep when I heard the knock on my door.
I looked at the clock. It was nearly 11 pm. I wondered who that could be. Slipping out of bed, I put on my boxers to go check.

I opened the door to see Shade, the neighbourhood LovePeddler standing before me. She was dressed in the clingiest black spaghetti strap dress I had ever seen. Her nipples were perky and poking through the fabric and the dress was so short, her whole thighs were exposed.

“What are you doing here?” I asked her. Shade had always annoyed me and last I heard, she was regularly fucking Sunday, my friend.

“What do you think,” she said, nudging me away from the doorway as she stepped in. She went straight for my couch, crossing her legs like she owned the place. Her dress hiked up even further that I could see her naked ass peeking out.

“Shade,” I said, hating the fact that she aroused me even though I really did not like her. “I have company, you need to leave.”

She looked in the direction of my room. “Really? Well, good thing she’s there,” she said, pointing towards my bedroom, “and not here.”
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