"My mom said she told you about my...problem," she said. "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for everything that happened...for stealing your money, and not paying the rent."
"Samantha, I don't care about that. I'm the one who should say sorry..."
"For what?"
"I just wanted to say I'm...I'm sorry you're moving out, you were a great roommate and I shouldn't have -- "
"What do you mean?" she interrupted. "We're still going to be roommates."
"But...I thought you were moving out?"
"I am, my Mom insisted on leasing me a luxury apartment right near the college. She's pre-paid all the rent and bills until I've graduated."
"Then how are we going to be roommates?"
"It's a big, empty apartment," she said, smiling as she reached down and squeezed my cock through my pants. "I'm going to need some furniture."
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