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Jason glanced up from his menu as the scent of perfume caught his nose. The woman that just passed his table not only smelled like heaven, but looked the part as well. She was dressed in short yellow sundress, that barely covered her round ass cheeks. The woman's long, red curly hair, seemed appropriate for the hot Georgia summer. Jason watched the woman as she took a seat at the counter.

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This is an erotic, short story about a St. Patrick's Day party at my best friend's house. She's a year younger then me, and Irish, so she loves to get drunk. I arrive at her house relatively early, but the party has already started. Her parent's are out, and so is her brother, so there's no fear of embarrassments. Of course, she's already drunk and welcomes me with a deep french kiss. She's never done that before.

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