Red liquid washes over Violet’s hair and down to her feet. She gasps, completely drenched. She should look like a drowned rat. Her makeup should be running, her hair sticking to her face. The punch was supposed to make her ugly, but now her dress clings to her body and her nipples poke through the thin fabric. Fuck. She’s not wearing a bra. All I want to do now is throw her on top of the counter, rip that dress down, and suck those hard nipples into my mouth. She must’ve covered those bruises I left on her neck with makeup because the faint yellow spots peek out now. Oh god. The sight makes my
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