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rubbing and rocking herself on me as her hands work on the button fly on my Levis. I pull my white t-shirt over my head and she gasps. “Harry! Have you been working out more?” She runs her hands over my chest and abs. “My word, your body looks incredible. You have been weight lifting haven’t you?”
     
    I smirk at her, “Yes, it’s that obvious?”
     
    “You jerk, you know you look good.” She purrs.
     
    I don’t respond but instead I pull her down to me and kiss her pouty red lips. I work myself the rest of the way out of my jeans with my boxers still on making a tent. She reaches down, grabs my cock in her hand, and rubs it through the material. I let out a moan. God it’s been a few weeks since I have had a female touch. I roll onto my back and let her pleasure me for a while with her mouth wrapped around my shaft I lie back and enjoy. Just as I am about to cum, she abruptly stops. My eyes fly open and she is staring into my face.
     
    “What?”
     
    “Before I give you what you want, you need to give me what I want Harry.” She sticks her bottom lip out in a childish pout.
     
    “Oh shit…not now! What is it?”
     
    She is now tracing my pecks with her finger and my patience is starting to run short. Not that I have much for her these days to begin with.
     
    “I want to move in with you. I think it is time we start our lives together. This condo will make due for now but maybe we can upgrade to a larger unit, perhaps one with more of a view.”
     
    My erection is now gone…in fact my whole drive has catapulted off a cliff. I decide I had better choose my words carefully to not experience a repeat of the scene in the living room.
     
    She is waiting for an answer. “Are you fucking kidding me! You know that won’t work. I am in the middle of the deal in New York and I already have mid-terms approaching soon. It would only cause too much interruption for me. That is the whole reason I did not tell you about the condo in the first place. I knew you would try to work your way into living here; I just don’t need you underfoot.”
     
    She is sitting up now and I guess I found another one of her buttons because rage emulates all over her face. “You are an ass. I would not be underfoot and besides, I want to make sure it is me you are fucking those long dark winter nights and not some sleazy college coed you meet on campus.”
     
    “That fucking pisses me off that you would think I am a skirt chaser. I have never cheated on you nor would I ever. I would just call things off with you first. I do not intend to be that guy and you should know better. You have been around me our entire lives…did I ever cheat?”
     
    She sits staring off at something on the wall instead of at me. Then her usual look of mischief returns to her face. Good, at least I averted the demon that was surfacing.
     
    “No, I guess you never cheated but since you are this far away how am I to keep tabs on you? A good-looking eligible guy like you is very appealing to any woman.”
     
    “It is all going to rely on trust. If you don’t trust me, we don’t have the basis for a relationship. Now, don’t you have a job to finish here or am I going to have to take what is mine?”
     
    She squeals and then leaps off the bed and runs for the door while yelling over her shoulder, “Gotta catch me first!”
     
    Ok, I love it when she slips into her playful mode. I prefer this Marion. I take off running after her. When I get out in the living room, I don’t see her anywhere. I am all too aware that I am naked and she is too aside from her panties, naked hide-and-go seek, that’s a new one.
     
    “Oh lover, cum out cum out wherever you are!” I doubt she heard my intentional innuendo as I hear nothing in response.
     
    I open closets, look under the coffee table and peek behind the sofa and nothing. I head into the kitchen when I hear a noise coming from the hallway. I throw open the bathroom door and don’t see