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I heard the door slam. “I’m up here”, I exclaimed to my new friend who was staying with me for a while. You see I like to take in borders from time to time since it helps with the bills and gives me someone new to play with. He rounded the top of the stairs and entered the guest room to me staring down at the bed and a pair of pink panties with a hole in the rear. I looked at him as I beckoned him into the room. “You want to explain to me why you have these in my house, young man?” He started stuttering, “Those are my private things you can’t just go through my stuff”. Oh yes, I can, obviously, you forgot to read the agreement you signed and had notarized as my condition of you boarding here for the summer.” I reached for his arm and he ended up smack over my knees as I sat down at the same time. I reached around to the front and removed his belt and set it to the side since I plan on using that in a few. Next, while he was trying to call me every name he could think of, I pulled his jeans off and his underwear off, grabbed the pink ones on the bed and slid them up his legs and butt. Oh yes, I would make use of that hole soon enough. As I eyed the