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I will try to correct this once I get the time and will start fixing the first chapters first.This is also a sequel to a story I published earlier ( which I only wrote in Dutch ). I think this story is perfectly readable without reading the first part though.I am not sure if I will translate the first part of the story to English, but I might if there comes some positive feedback on this story. Make sure to write a comment on this story what you think about this story and if you want me to translate the first part to English.Also would be nice if somebody would submit some additional chapters or ideas.*Notes*/Carla thinks about the dare she got from Chloë in the morning. And she realizes that she has to give back a bad dare.Chloe I dare you to go out to the neighbors and ring on her bell completely naked. You must pretend that you are locked outside and have forgotten your key. And if she offers you clothes you have to say you don't want clothes. I also want you to call me when you. "Time to get up and get going. We have to call Aunt Ellen soon." We don't have to call Mom until nine or so, that's two hours from now," I complained and then flopped onto my back, waking Brad.Brad put his arm around me and began to fondle my boob. I pushed his hand away and shook his shoulder. "Time to wake up stud, Erin and Frank are already up and dressed."Rubbing his eyes with both hands, Brad came out of his groggy state and sat up next to me. I had the sheet pulled up under my chin and Brad started to laugh."What's with all the modesty, Little-bit? Aren't you the one that took off her dress and walked back to the boat naked last night?" Brad said.Nodding, I said, "Yup, that was me. I'm not being modest, just alluring." I flipped the sheet down to my waist and then pulled it back up.Brad shook his head, leaned over and kissed me and said, "I've got to pee; I'll be right back."Brad got out of bed and headed below. I caught Erin looking at his crotch as he walked by and grinned..
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