We drive to his place , and as we step in the door i am ready to race to the bathroom, but as soon as my shoes are off, he pulls up a chair in front of me, sits on it and blocks me into the doorway.
" i have to got to the bathroom!" i protest.
he smiles, arms folded.
"Clothes off first."
i unzip the jacket and hand it to him, thinking
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