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I gave her a quick nod, then took another sip of my whiskey before turning back around to talk to Andrew.

As the women walked away, Valley put on quite a show with those long, smooth legs and round ass bouncing and her hips moving gracefully.

She checked if I was watching her, and when she noticed I was, she smirked before turning back around and making me look like a total fool.

Let’s play then.

But by my rules.

4

Riggs was one hell of a man.

I didn’t care about his age, but him being a family friend might’ve been a slight issue.

He definitely noticed me teasing him, and although he liked to watch me, he didn’t seem too pleased with my behavior.

Grumpy old man, I thought.Just what I like.

I couldn’t help a grin as I left my bathroom to head back downstairs where Kennedy was waiting on me, but I took a second to take a faceless mirror selfie and send it to five of the men who I would be seeing later this week via web cam.

A little something to get you excited for our night alone soon, I wrote in the text underneath the picture, and once I sent the messages, I left my phone on my bed to head downstairs again.

Kennedy was standing next to the group of teens consisting mostly of my cousins, and when I reached them, I smiled at everyone before offering them to go outside and hang out by the pool.

The weather was nice, and although summer was already over, it was warm outside.

“Hey, Valley?” Milo, my fifteen-year-old cousin stopped next to me as we stepped outside, and I turned to look at him.

“What’s up, Milo? Heard you’re attending private school now as well,” I said, not really caring about that as they lived about two hours away from here.

“I do. Is it true you slept with one of your teachers?” he asked without a filter in front of his mouth.

Guess we really were related.

“Who told you that?” I asked, tilting my head to the side with an amused smile.

“Everyone’s saying it, but I heard it from Joe.”

Joe was seventeen and attended the private school here in town.

The same one I would’ve attended if I didn’t have to beg Dad to not make me go there.

I turned to look for Joe, and when I found him standing there with his brother and our other cousin, I laughed and shook my head.

“Which teacher, Joe?”

He looked at me with some type of unsureness in his eyes, but then he puffed up his chest to seem more confident. “Mr. Trapani. I’ve heard it from Penn.”

“So, is it true?” Milo asked, grinning like an idiot.

“God, I wish. Mr. T is hot,” I said to confuse but also shock them.

I didn’t have sex with Mr. T, although I wouldn’t shy away from it if he weren’t my teacher.

“She didn’t sleep with him,” Kennedy assured them, and I rolled my eyes at her for ruining all the fun.

“Why not?” Joe asked.

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