Poprockz
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Sophie heard a knock at the door, but she already knew who it was. She put down her phone and sat up from her soft pink twin-bed. Brushing some of her long, golden curls behind her shoulder, she passed her piano on the way to the living room. They kept it in her room so that she could practice whenever she wanted. On her social media accounts, she had been thanking those who wished her a happy 18th birthday a couple days ago.
She knew that it would be her piano tutor at the door, waiting for her to let him inside so that they could begin the lesson. As she suspected, she opened the door to find him standing there, waiting expectantly. The teen had been playing piano for ten years; when they had to move here three years ago to take care of her late grandma, they had been lucky to find someone available.
A warm smile lit her face as she greeted him. "Hey there! Come in." She moved out of the way for him to enter the house. "Sorry, the parents aren't here today. Dad is traveling for work and Mom is at a weekend conference. They did tell me that they deposited the tutor fees into your account, though."
The girl wore a soft white turtleneck sweater with a short black skirt. While there was no cleavage, the shirt did a poor job at concealing how large her D-cup mounds were. She had on her thigh-high socks as well- they had been a birthday gift and she found them to be super warm and cute.
She knew that it would be her piano tutor at the door, waiting for her to let him inside so that they could begin the lesson. As she suspected, she opened the door to find him standing there, waiting expectantly. The teen had been playing piano for ten years; when they had to move here three years ago to take care of her late grandma, they had been lucky to find someone available.
A warm smile lit her face as she greeted him. "Hey there! Come in." She moved out of the way for him to enter the house. "Sorry, the parents aren't here today. Dad is traveling for work and Mom is at a weekend conference. They did tell me that they deposited the tutor fees into your account, though."
The girl wore a soft white turtleneck sweater with a short black skirt. While there was no cleavage, the shirt did a poor job at concealing how large her D-cup mounds were. She had on her thigh-high socks as well- they had been a birthday gift and she found them to be super warm and cute.
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