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All Hallow's Eve, Part VI: Bedroom Games

I mentally shook myself. Get a grip, Claudia! This is your chance.. OK, OK. I was feeling better now. I stood up straight, knowing that good posture was the key to making your boobs and butt stick out just-so.

“Well, I don’t know.. did you have anything in mind, Brett?” I asked softly, fluttering my eyelashes. I stepped closer until I was standing right in front of him and watched as Brett’s cheeks turned the most adorable shade of pink.

“Um, I did bring a game we could play…” he said, and he walked over to the bed and picked up the bag that sat there on the faded quilt.

Ooh, I wonder what kind of kinky games he has in mind? I wondered. Holding the bag behind his back, he said, “What do you think of…JENGA!” He flourished the game with a smile.

I blinked twice and repeated dumbly, “J-Jenga?”

There was such an enthusiastic look on his face. He was grinning from ear to ear. He looked just like, I thought dismally, a ten year old. I could see that I would need to take matters into my own hands.

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