I’m always struggling to determine the best times to leave without everyone’s panties bunching up in their ass from the mere thought of me not showing up. Xxnx I then pinch her nipples and this proves to be too much. Is he really implying that we’re…a couple? I turn to her, seeing her choice of beverage being raspberry champagne. She sighs in agitation before retrieving it from the pocket of her shorts and sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the message. “Wow,” she says in between breaths, “Guess I should’ve taken you to that spot a while ago, huh?”
I can’t even find the words to respond. She giggles at my action, saying,
“You’re so crazy.”
“Says the one who deluded herself into thinking that no one would wanna have fun with this sexy little body of yours.”
She blushes from my words, taken aback.
