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ProfNigma Stories #4: Falling Pieces #6
Date: 5/8/2016, Categories: Celebrities, Author: FrankSinner, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
very least he'd get a kiss. Ten minutes later, they had reached the Vega residence, and Nate quickly hopped out and took to the other side to let her out, helping her out of the tall truck. "Next time we do this, I think I'll drive," she said, as he walked her to the front door. "So, you're saying there will be a next time?" Tori turned, giving him a weird look, as if to ask if she really just said that, but then grinned with a long "Mayyyybe." And then the moment arrived. They were at her front door, the dim light hanging overhead, and his anticipation kicked in. "So... here we are," she said, still sorting out how to end this date. "Yup." "What did you say the scale was here, kissing you goodnight or a hug, right?" "Well, I-" Tori took a step towards him, wrapping her arms around him, which he responded with a hug of his own, release a small sigh as he knew what this meant. He was going to say something but she pulled back slightly and kissed his cheek before quickly disengaging. "Looks you got both. What does that translate to?" Nate touched his cheek softly. "Like most things with you, girl, I don't have the damnedest clue." "Well I had a great time tonight, and I don't know if I could have had had more fun with anyone else. We should do this again," she said, unlocking her door. "As... friends?" "You tell me," she taunted, smiling one more dazzling smile and shut the door behind her. Through the wooden door she heard a "Yes!" before his truck started up and he was ... gone. That guy was way too cute for his own good, she thought. Tori made her way to the fridge, to grab a water, when she saw clothes on the couch, with an almost empty bottle of wine. It was her s*ster's shirt, Trina was definitely home, she thought, I can hear her. She grabbed the shirt and headed up the stairs to yell at her s*ster for being a slob and leaving her laundry laying around. As Tori turned the corner to her s*ster's bedroom, she saw her door was wide open, so she walked right in and regretted it the moment she did it "Trina!" she said before she even realized the words. The sight of her s*ster's naked back and ass riding some guy would forever be burned in her brain. "Ohmigod, Tori!" Trina screamed, scrambling to cover herself up, while whoever she was having sex with tried to hide with clothes as well. The problem was, the shirt that Trina covered herself with wasn't her shirt. It was Beck's. The reality of the situation hit Tori like a freight train, and she felt so sick, she thought she was going to vomit her dinner. She saw how completely scared and shocked her s*ster was, and the shame was practically making Beck glow. "Trina... Beck... What... I mean..." "It's not what-" "I swear to God, Beck, if you say 'it's not what it looks like', I'm going to break your nose." It was obvious that Tori was on the warpath, and truth be told, she had every right to be. She hadn't completely broken up with Beck, and this was beyond just cheating... Trina was her s*ster. ...