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Can’t have a horde of horny men stroking it in a crowd like it’s some sleazy backroom peep show in a dirty porn store.
Oh, lovely. A message from my mother after watching people fuck like heathens.
if my cock could type, it would. Instead, I’m left to do all the typing for it.
Either way, I know that I cannot leave this trip until I know why the hell I’m suddenly hot for my stepsister.
“Someday a man will come along who won’t like what you do. He’ll want you to himself because he thinks you’re nothing more than a body he can control, and it will be because he’s insecure. A real man knows that truly possessing someone is a privilege, and it’s not their body you’ll own. It’s so much more. I want you to know the difference, Mia.”
“Cool. I’m down,” he says casually, as if he didn’t just accept an invitation to publicly fuck a group of people while in a workday business meeting.
I learned a long time ago that basing your decisions off of the standard of what normal people would do leads to a very boring life.
A bad mood. Fuck, I wish I knew what a bad mood felt like. I wish my bad moods weren’t tornado-sized spirals. I wish I could brush off a bad mood with some sleep and a warm meal.
“Garrett, you let me stick a butt plug up your ass in front of a hundred people. The least I can do is hear you out.”
It was a nonconsensual kitchen cleaning.”
