“You are my good girl, even when you’re acting like a brat.” He hooks a finger through the belt loop on my pants and tugs me in towards him. “The difference between me and you is that you like being good.” He lets go and circles around till he’s standing behind me. “The things I want to do to you, on the other hand, are far from good. And in case you didn’t notice when my cock was down your throat…” His hand circles my neck. “I’m not a boy. I’m a full-blooded man. Now be a good girl, do as you’re told, and strip for the camera.”
