A man's framed for a crime he didn't commit... By his best friend...
[back to kissing her desperately, actually, letting his words come between kisses, as his hands slid down her bare midrift, past the pants she's starting to unbutton]
[ free of the pants, she hooks one leg around the back of his knees, for a better angle, kissing him sloppily and returning to running her hands up and down his bare back. ]
F, fourteen years, so—ye gods, what did his terrible friend even, ah, do...
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[ she presses into his touch, back arching a little bit, and drops her hands to loosen her own pants. ]
What's it about.
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[back to kissing her desperately, actually, letting his words come between kisses, as his hands slid down her bare midrift, past the pants she's starting to unbutton]
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So, ah—to clear his name, or...?
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[if she's shimmying out, he's definitely getting handsy, sliding a hand across her labia, thumb pressing along her clit]
He went to jail for... 14 years, actually.
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[ free of the pants, she hooks one leg around the back of his knees, for a better angle, kissing him sloppily and returning to running her hands up and down his bare back. ]
F, fourteen years, so—ye gods, what did his terrible friend even, ah, do...