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Denise awoke to the ringing of the phone. She only meant to take a nap and noticed now that it was close to 7am. eyes fully opened now, Denise knew before she answered who the caller must be. "Hi Jan, how the hell are ya?" "Wait a second, how the fuck did you know it was me?" "Oh, i don't know, must have been the Pizza man. No, actually it's that nobody else in LA. knows me." "Come on, by now i'm certain half of the city knows you intimately." "Aren't you rushing me? Give me at least a week to live up to those kinds of statistics." "Okay, anyway, i want you to see a few things i bought today. Why don't you come down for a minute?" "Right Jan, i'll be there as soon as i throw some cold water on my face." Denise hung up and did just that. Wow, it felt so good to wake up from a cat nap, splash yourself with cool water, and then go to visit a friend. It was years since she went over to a girlfriend's home to fool around. She always been working, far too busy to take the time to share almost anything with practically anyone. Not only had she missed all the gossip things teenage girls tend to chat about, but she never voiced opinions about all those huge existential questions that all collage are supposed to devote all nighters to. Everything was locked inside, so well guarded that Denise had to really probe now to convince herself that she truly was intelligent and not just talented at getting good grads. Together again, Denise scooted down one flight to Jan's flat. She really fixed her place up beautifully with everything from plush carpeting to a canopy bed. the chick had fantastic taste and a good eye for quality. "I'm real glad you called, even if you did wake me up from dreams of a great fuck." "Hey, you don't have to dream about it when your life is so full of the real thing. anyway what i've got to show you will fit right in with whatever i interrupted." Denise thought Jan had to be exaggerating unless she bought either an ice cream maker or a trained dog, trained that is to do the kind of tricks she dreamed of the night before. Jan went into her bedroom for a minute, and returned with a beautifully wrapped box. "It's for you Denise, a sort of 'glad to be your friend gift' or something. Just call me the welcome Wagon lady from here on in." Whatever's inside, Jan, i want you to know how much this means to me, honestly. I've never received a gift from anyone outside my family, at least not since i was 15." with the formalities out of the way, Denise's eager little fingers couldn't remove the wrappings fast enough. She tore them off, lifted the top, and discovered some of the most erotic clothing she could have imagined. There was a black garter belt, with a tiny little rose embroidered on both sides, a pair of jet black stockings, with the seams, and a black bra, just her size, only the kind with holes cut out for the nipples. This was truly a thoughtful gift. Denise had no idea where you would even go to buy things like that. And such expensive gifts to give someone you've known only one day. Denise was close to tears, so grateful to have a generous, kind hearted friend like Jan. will resume later   THE CUN-JUICE-CRAVER |
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