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Goth Girl Sex In the Coffee Shop
Shy girl to sexy goth.
“James, get your ass out here NOW.”
I recognised the voice, or at least I knew that I knew whoever it was that was shouting at me, but I couldn’t quite place it.
The shouting was coming from the front of the coffee shop and had me running from the storage area where I had been getting more cups. It was Sunday morning, and I hadn’t expected anyone to be in yet. Normally everyone in town goes to church and only makes it to the shop after, that was why I had expected to have time to sort things out.
Running into the front of the shop, I saw a woman rolling down the blinds and plunging the room into low light. Then she walked over to the door, turned the sign to closed and flicked the lock.
It was only when she turned around that I realized it was Becca.
We had gone to college together, hung out a lot for a few years, then her parents had moved and she went with them. It had been a good seven or eight years since I had last seen her and boy had she changed.
She had always been shy and dressed pretty conservatively. Grey and white seemed to be her thing and never anything that would attract attention to her. But now, she had gone full goth. Her hair was now jet black and in a bun, her comfy jeans replaced with ripped…
