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“I don’t kiss anyone. I’ve never met a woman who deserves that intimacy from me.”
Gross… smoldering is one thing, but being completely egotistical & self absorbed is not sexy.
I’m tempted to push her the fuck away, but her clinging to me is the least of my worries right now.
She may be a siren, but she’s mine to hurt just as much as she’s mine to protect.
Gross. I get that he’s supposed to hate her but that doesn’t give him the right to physically hurt her
It’s not hard to see she’s as broken as they come—the only thing warm about her is her pussy.
I really despise the whole “just 2 broken people” trope. It’s overdone & cheesy.
Plus one second he describes her as sunshine & the next she’s hard & broken.
Without looking away, she lifts the weapon, a kingfish stuck on the tip.
*sigh… a fish wouldn’t stick to the end of a butcher knife. Spears have barbs to keep them from sliding out of the fish
The sight disgusts me. Fucking humans and their greed. They've overfished so much that even three kingfish being killed damages the ecosystem.
Get over yourself bro, if it bothered you that much, you wouldn’t eat any of the fish
His implication that I'm not a real man is obvious, but him being sorely mistaken is also fucking obvious.
Ah yes, a real man that rapes, chokes & bites women & has to bully a woman into catching a fish for him, just so he can be an ungrateful lit crybaby because she killed the fish that he’s definitely going to still eat….
Not sure why she’s defending me to an old crook who undoubtedly has an outdated view of what it means to be a man. I'm not even sure why she's defending me at all.
And his view of manhood is any better?
I'm not so threatened by Sylvester that I lack confidence in my manhood. He can think what he wants, it doesn't make him any better than me.
He’s definitely not better, but you’re also pretty terrible
Not good enough. I want those tears spilling over. I squeeze tighter, and utter bliss releases in my bloodstream when a tear wiggles lose. Now, that’s a sight that can make any man come undone.
Nope, pretty sure you’re just a narcissistic weirdo
can’t be sure in the midst of my panic. I think I feel her trace L-A-R, but my mind is racing too fast to interpret it.
It never did tie up this loose thread… what was she trying to tell her?
