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Kathleen didn't waste time. There were ideas forming in her head. Giddy ideas that she would have deemed as childish and... well, slutty, just a few minutes ago. That's why she pushed him into his apartment, locking her lips with his own with force. He'd have never made the first move, even if she had been single. Andrew was too much of a wimp for that. A cute wimp, it had to be said, one who hit the gym three times a week, but a wimp just the same.
A fantastic kisser, though, Kathleen realized. Even as shocked as he was, he was putting on a good show, and Kathleen's heat was rising already. Unfortunately, Andrew seemed to be concerned about why this was happening, rather than just going along with it like a smart boy would do. He seemed worried about something, and Kathleen couldn't quite fathom what.
"Um, wait," Andrew said, thinking about what to say next. "What's... what's going on, Kathleen?"
"Kat," Kathleen replied. "Remember, like you used to call me?"
"I thought you hated that," Andrew said.
Kat giggled. "Well, I'm coming around to it. I'm coming around to a lot of things, actually. You should go along with it. You should definitely go along with it."
She kissed him again, pushing her body against his own, her breasts - tits, Kat decided immediately - were pressed up against him, their mouths pressed up against one another, her hands slowly reaching down towards his pants. Poor Andrew pulled back again, gasping and obviously wanting it. How funny it was to watch him trying to run away from something that he'd always wanted. Kat wasn't going to give up, though - she had come here for revenge, but now she wanted to see what Andrew could do to her.
"Look, Kathleen," he started.
"Kat," Kat corrected.
"Um, right, Kat," Andrew agreed. "Is... everything okay?"
"Not at all, no," Kat said. "You're making this more difficult than it has to be. If you just relaxed, everything would be just fine..."
"It's just weird, Kat," Andrew argued. "You just... show up like this?"
He was right. It was very weird. What was she doing? There was a voice there, telling her how stupid she was being, how she couldn't do this, that it was completely out of character. Something wrong had triggered in her, and maybe that weird gum was responsible. Then Kat grinned again. Who cared if the gum was messing with her head, when it was letting her do things like this? If her brain was being fucked with, then she thanked whoever was fucking with it. Now shut up, she told the worried voice.
Kat smiled simply, once the voice had quieted down. "Are you really going to question this, or are you going to come over here and fuck me like I'm begging you to fuck me?"
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