Sucker

by Natalie Ashee

A pink tank top and shorts set that was either very worn or purposely made to be completely transparent. The brown of her nipples was visible through the material.

At work???????

Because laziness, as it turned out, was a fuck you to anyone who thought that your time wasn’t exactly that—yours.

Lyla gagged. “Who sells fakes, Abie. Bad ones at that. Are you seriously telling me you can’t do better than a scammer with a tongue ring and a 2006 Spectra covered in Black and Mild’s?”

Bruh 😭

One of every hundred men are good people. One in five hundred is available. One out of a thousand is a good lover. One in a million men is all three. Do with that information what you will.”

she was a cross between a Disney princess and a porn star actress. Someone who’d star in Watch Me Fuck My Stepdad for Prom Dress Money.

😭

I felt oddly like a perverted step uncle copping a feel at the graduation party. But this was what she wanted.

A few months down the road, who knew. Maybe she’d let me fuck her bare.

Abe is really outta pocket

“I don’t sleep well,” I told her. “Neither do I.” “I take more prescriptions than my neighbor.” “Same.” “I’m… hideous.” “I’d do you.” I shook my head. “What is wrong with you?”

😭😂

It spiked my blood pressure thinking about who might’ve taken advantage of that the way I wanted to.