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“Sounds good,” I said. Perra got up and I followed her into the bathroom. Again, I washed her head to toe, and she did the same for me. She surprised me by paying particular attention to my anus, which she had heretofore treated like enemy territory. Having her touching me there was strange, despite my years of longing for that touch.

I got out of the shower first, toweling off. I went to the chest of drawers to pull out underwear, and she called out “no underwear!” I felt a twinge of excitement, thinking she was wanting me to be a little racy in public too. “Put on your gray gym shorts and a t- shirt.” My gray shorts were a soft cotton, like a stretchy t-shirt. I threw them on with a Blood Center T I had gotten for donating blood (practically all my t-shirts were freebies from somewhere), then went downstairs to call the pizza place.

I ordered two large pizzas, a pepperoni and an alfredo pizza. The alfredo pizza had a white creamy sauce–and maybe it was alfredo sauce–covered with mozzarella. I was told it would be fifteen minutes before the pies were ready. “Be back in twenty,” I yelled upstairs to Perra.

I drove first to the grocery store, where I bought roses for Perra. It was now nearly 6:00, and people were getting their evening meals, so checkout took a while. The pizzas were ready when I got to CiCi’s, and I got home 25 minutes after I left.

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Perra was in the kitchen when I entered. Her hair was wet, slicked straight back except for her bangs, which were curled forward to play up her pretty blue eyes. The mass of wet hair really emphasized her weight line and clipped nape, making me horny despite how severe it appeared. She was wearing strappy high-heeled shoes that she had bought for my benefit years before, and had only worn once. Other than that, she was nude. I couldn’t help but stare at her bald pussy, which made her laugh.

“Down boy,” she smiled.

“I’m hungry!” I said, licking my lips and still staring. We both laughed at the cheesy double-entendre.

“Then let’s eat!” she said. We opened both boxes on the table and enjoyed a couple slices from each pie. I didn’t want to get overfull, so I slowed down. Seeing me pause, Perra said, “Get me a Shiner?”

I went to the fridge, returning with a long-necked Shiner Bock. I twisted the top off, and handed it to Perra. She took a long pull, gasping for air. The cold beer sounded good, but I didn’t want a whole one. “Can I have a taste?” I asked.

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