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We were staring into the bright fireplace in front of us. The flames seemed to be performing just for us, swaying back and forth with all the dignity and grace of tiny ballroom dancers. Watching them was almost [censored]. They gave the otherwise dark room a relaxing glow, filled the room with a feeling of love. Brandy was sitting between my legs, shifting to get more comfortable on the hard floor that lay beneath the tan carpet that filled our bedroom. We had been looking for a place to move in to together for awhile, tonight was our first night in our new place. OUR place, I thought and smiled.

When the Realtor showed us this house with the fireplace in the master bedroom, Brandy wasted no time pulling me aside and telling me how much she wanted this to be our new home. I was hesitant at first because the rent was a little steep for us. I explained to her that we would really have to cut back on our "entertainment" budget for a few months. That would mean no take out or movies ect, we'd be spending a lot of time at home. She smiled sheepishly at me and with the attractive female Realtor only a few feet away she leaned in and whispered in my ear, "If we lived here I'd make love to you every night in front of this fireplace. Who needs takeout when I'm living with my favorite treat." Then she let her tongue slide out of her mouth and flicked my ear lobe with it. I remember smiling and wishing that the Realtor wasn't in the room cause I would have ravaged Brandy right then and there, she had that kind of affect on me often. Unfortunately the Realtor was there, and it took every ounce of my strength to resist ...

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