Recently I was sort of hanging out with a girl. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but I think Im a pretty good catch, not too bad looking, I can cook and Im a very caring person. Said girl had be acting a bit shady and had rarely talked to me much. I find out shes now dating a….guy. Hes a wigger and can barely form a whole sentence and Im pretty sure he has fetal alcohol syndrome. Im not sure how I feel about this, really.
His fingers traced her sensitive, freckled skin as he began to increase his pressure on her body. She moaned, “your hands are amazing, that feels so good”. He was left with rejection and his memories of the same rejection from many years prior. He wishes for touch…
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