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Dylan and Lana and the bathroomthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 1032 words) [4/4] show all parts

Author: Richbitch
Added: Jan 30 2006Views / Reads: 1581 / 4 [0%]Part vote: 8.50 (4 votes)
Lana finds a way to quench her thirst even though the parents are back home.
 


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Lana walked through the halls Tuesday afternoon. Her parents came home yesterday and she could no longer find a moment alone with Dylan that would be safe. She had become accustomed to their passionate days and nights. Now, she would have to find a way to deal without it. What was worse was Dylan told her he loved her. She didn't love him back, that was obvious, but how could she still have amazing sex without leading him on? They had one class together and on Friday afternoon she dealt with the fact that he was all the way on the other side of the room. He couldn't bother her that way, but now she looked over at him longingly. She had to get inside his pants somehow. She crossed her legs and studied the blackboard. She'd find a way.

Dylan couldn't stop staring at Lana. What an idiot. He found the best way to screw everything up. The one woman who didn't like to hear those three little words, and he told them to her. What a moron. He looked at her shapely legs crossed in her uniform. She was perfect; too bad they never got to act up the Catholic girl fantasy he always had, just like every other man. Dylan excused himself to go to the bathroom. Two minutes and he would be alright again. He practically ran for the men's room in order to help himself get over Lana, or to the best of his ability.

As he locked himself in his stall, he heard the door open again. Crap, he thought. He sat down on the toilet and waited for the other person to leave. However, he heard the clapping of heels against the marble ...

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