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40 pages, ebook
First published December 1, 2013
"Come on,BabaDee's in her room. You're good to go."
I pull on her hand until she crashes against me. "I don't wanna go. I want to defile the prestigious Plaza Hotel by having you ride me like a slutty mermaid in the bathtub."
“You smell like sweat and sex…and me. It’s hot. Eau de Cum kicks Chanel Number Five’s ass.”
“Have I told you how cock-stiffeningly gorgeous you look tonight?”
"There's no time to mess around - even for a quickie."
I stalk towards her. "A -- there's always time to mess around. B - it depends on your definition of quickie. My interpretation happens to be how quickly I can make you scream my name. Past experience has shown I can make that happen pretty damn fast."
“I don’t even know what to say to you.”
I squirm – just a little. “He started it.”
Her eyes narrow. “Are you serious?”
I think about it for a minute. “Kind of.”
"Speak of the devil and he doth appear ... Yep, still hate him. He's like genital herpes -- he just won't go the fuck away."
"I want you to be surprised. You're going to lose it when you see me in it. It'll be your new favorite dress."
I kiss her forehead, and work my way down over her temple, across her cheek. "My favorite dress of yours will always be... the one on the floor."
"Relationships only work when both parties put the other person's feelings before their own. Without that? Things tend to implode rather quickly."
“I don’t even know what to say to you.”
I squirm – just a little. “He started it.”
Her eyes narrow. “Are you serious?”
I think about it for a minute. “Kind of.”
“I don’t wanna go. I want to defile the prestigious Plaza Hotel by having you ride me like a slutty mermaid in the bathtub.”
“My favorite dress of yours will always be…the one on the floor.”
And like a dog who hasn't seen his master all day, my lonely cock lifts its head at the sight of her
“I don’t even know what to say to you.”
I squirm – just a little. “He started it.”
Her eyes narrow. “Are you serious?”
I think about it for a minute. “Kind of.”
“My favourite dress of yours will always be…the one on the floor.”
“Not that I have anything against dancing. Some guys will tell you it’s effeminate but I’m not one of them. Today’s dancing is practically sex with your clothes on, dry humping in a room full of people. And I’m definitely into that.”"