Perks of a Naughty and Sexy Girl Living Next Door

I don’t give a fuck how you feel about it. Beeg Margo didn’t see me come out of her office this time, but she saw me in her hallway, and I’m sure she caught stupidname either still in there, or just coming out. That it was a zero-indexed list, the implication that the cardinality of this list would no doubt grow above 1 as I continued to molest him day after day for an undisclosed length of time… I mean really that ANYONE would obey me. (lol). He literally winced at that. He literally winced at that. Like, a huge part of what’s making this so fun for me is my own expectation that he will call bullshit on me, and laugh in my face and tell me to go fuck myself, which is completely what I feel like I deserve. Besides, I’m on a clock here ya know? N. This again? intimate. (lol). “You’re doing great kid” I encouraged, smiling darkly down at him, retrieving my fingers, wiping his own spit off on his hair. like make it last longer before I actually laid hands on him, but I was on fika time. Of course his eyes were locked sideways to avoid me like a fag. It was actually hotter than if he had just dropped without thinking about it. Try to do this to someone who isn’t 19 and sexually repressed to the point of being broken by his midwestern conservative-christian upbringing (just a guess).