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Chapter Forty Three

"May I?" Arthur asked, his fingers brushing with the button to Shamira's pants.

"I hope so, otherwise this is going to be really tricky," Shamira joked, noticing him blush. "You two have done this before right?"

Arthur blushed ever worse. "Sort of but . . . but someone like you was usually out of our league."

That stung Shamira more than she let on. How many times had she thought that? According to Clara, it had only been a matter of confidence and persistence, but seeing other people who'd felt the same way she had just irked her sense of honor. Her hand stroked him gently in his pants while he unbuttoned hers, feeling the zipper slip down until it formed a "V" ending just above her sex. She'd gone without underwear for the occasion, something that Arthur seemed to appreciate.

Shamira removed her hand and scooted back. "Kira, would you mind?" she asked pointing towards the top of her pants. Kira dutifully knelt and pulled them, pressing her face
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