Triple Play for the Single Mom

by Rebel Bloom

“One thing you’ll learn about me, sweetheart, is that I don’t give a fuck about sticking to what’s expected of me.”

When I saw you this morning, I thought thank God you ran into the locker room while I was there. The hometown girl I crushed on for way too long is back. So fucking pretty.

“You come more than once, Liv. Making you come is as good as coming myself. I’m not done until your toes are curling and you’re crying out my name like a fucking prayer. Understand?”

One second he was in front of me and the next he was on his knees, holding his throat and coughing. I looked down at my hand and saw it was still balled in a tight fist. I’d punched him in the throat.

“If this is how you’re coming out to me right now, I’m going to punch you in the tit so hard.” “Fine. I won’t come out as bi to you right now because I have better plans for my tits than you punching them.”