“Thanks for the quick fuck, but I’m done with you.” “Thanks for your sticky cum on my chest . . . I’m surprised it wasn’t more.” I don’t know why that grates on my nerves, but it does. “I fucking unloaded on you.” “I’ve seen more,” she says with a shrug as she moves toward the door. “I thought you said you weren’t going to lie.” She looks over her shoulder and says, “I wasn’t lying.” With that, she exits the house and shuts the door behind her.
