center of it all

He is everything she can’t have. She is everything he ever wanted. He is the object of her obsession. She is his new sex partner. He was the other man. She met him on the internet. He refers to her as one big mistake. She was just a past fling of his. He is the love of her life. She was the love of his. He is the center of it all…
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Stephanie laughed. “Hey let’s go further down the alley. I want to sit down.”
Michael followed her to a set of stairs outside of an emergency exit. Michael remained standing.
“You know what, Michael? I know where all the cameras are.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“That’s cool.”
“Yep. So you think I’m pretty, huh?”
“Yeah.”
“Come closer. Are you afraid of me?”
“No.” Michael walked over until he was directly in front of where she was seated on the short staircase.
“Now the cameras can’t see you,” she said as she put out her cigarette.
“Okay.”
“Kiss me.”
Michael leaned over, kissed Stephanie, and looked at her to see her reaction. She smiled as she traced her hand upward along his inner thigh.
“What do we have here,” she asked teasingly.
Michael froze.
Stephanie proceeded to unbuckle his belt with one hand, while using one of Michael’s hands to pull up her skirt.
“Hey Michael,” Stephanie whispered as she shifted his hand over a bit. “It goes right here.”