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When she moved in next door, I couldn't stop staring at her mouth. I'd never seen a girl so beautiful who was so oblivious to the effect she had on men.

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I don't know why I fixated on her mouth. It's not what drew my attention when we met. What first caught my eye was how her blue jeans shorts showed off her full butt.

She was in a white, men's wife beater with a pink, lacy bra showing through it. If her swish of her blonde ponytail wasn't enough to draw your attention, her body would do it. But it was her mouth that made me hard when I saw her.

She caught me staring at her mouth that first day. She smiled an evil, sexy smile and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
I should have told her the truth.