Slipping a hand into the back pocket of his grey school trousers, I gave his ass a little pinch, and then leaned into his side and resisted the urge to drag him into the bushes so that I could keep him safe – and get him naked. "Keep on pinching my ass, Molloy, and I’ll have to retaliate," he said in a husky tone, lips brushing against my ear as he spoke. "I have behavioral problems, in case ya haven’t heard.” “You know, I think I’ve heard that a time or ten.” “According to my file, I can’t control myself when confronted with a physical altercation.” “Is that so?” “Yeah, that’s so.” Pulling me
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