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She looked up at him, and considered. On the one hand, she was still aroused but on the other she even more annoyed. She wanted more but she was getting tired of just playing around with young guys that didn’t know what they were doing.

Before she could answer, the front door slammed shut and the sound echoed through her hall to her room. Jason started to speak, but she cut him off.

“Quiet” she whispered sharply. She froze as listened to the heavy footsteps as they marched up the stairs.  Instantly she was filled with a sense of panic.

“You have to get dressed -- NOW,” she whispered to Jason.

Taking her own advice, she slipped out of bed and grabbed for her panties, pulling them on quickly. “That’s probably my stepdad,” she added softly, “He’s home early and he’s going to be furious if he finds you here.”

Jason started pulling on his pants as the footsteps got closer. Christy knew what was going to happen next. Her closet was full of clothes and there wasn’t room under her bed, so as soon as her stepfather opened the door, she was going to be caught. The worst part was that this wasn’t the first time he had caught her with a boy in her room.  The last time he had been so furious that he had taken her car away for a month and that was back before he had started being such a grouch. Now, with the mood he was in, she would probably lose her car for good.

Not that she blamed him. Even though he was only her stepdad, she knew he was a good guy. It was her mom that usually caused the trouble and this relationship wasn’t an exception. Her mom had a long history of cheating and Christy had hoped that this time she would stay faithful. Her stepfather was the best guy her mom had ever found.  He was kind and gentle with a body that kept Christy’s mind spinning late at night.

But of course, her mom didn’t appreciate any of it. A couple months ago her mom had cheated on him and he tried to throw her out. Unfortunately for him, Christy’s mom had been divorced enough times to know that she didn’t have to leave. The awkward part was that her stepfather refused to move too, since he had bought the house years before he had even met her mother. So now, Christy was caught in the middle, her mom and stepdad not speaking yet living together. Sometimes her mom would bring guys back the house, other times she would just come home long after midnight and last night she hadn’t come home at all.

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