“I’m dull. Mine is always the same.” I took a sip of beer, but after the encounter with Winter upstairs, there was little to get excited about. I should have been satisfied that I’d crushed her little plan, whatever it had been, before she’d even gotten started, but instead, I was already hungry for another run-in. Would she try again to persuade me to pretend to be her boyfriend? Why me? How far would she go to convince me? The thought had me hard in seconds. I had plenty of ideas for the debasing and humiliating ways Winter could try to get me to agree to her bizarre proposal. The very
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