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They leaned back in their booth when the woman began another song. Jon's hands drifted idly to Angela's lap. Without thinking, he began stroking the inside of her thigh.
Angela went to remove his hand. Then she froze. Why, exactly, did she keep stopping Jon from doing something so harmless? What, exactly, was wrong with him expressing his affection this way? The tablecloth blocked the view so no one could see what he was doing. The fact that he liked her body was a good thing. What was the big deal?
Angela realized that she'd learned to do this to the boys in high school, and that it was a way to show them she was the boss. But things had changed. She realized that Jon had no interest in dating a bossy little bitch. She was no longer the boss.
She spread her knees so he could touch her wherever he wished.
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Kryms1nover 1 year agoThe last few paragraphs sound promising for Angela’s development and maturation
