My Possessive Bully

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y he wants to squeeze, feel, touch, explore. I don't know. This isn't me. As much as I was waiting for the first day of college, for banging some juniors, I had nev

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he arrived in a green shirt, loose sleeves hanging off his slim arms and a sleek black jeans hugging thos

e seen before. I saw him laughing around with his new friends; Jenna, Aleesha, Max, Ker

to give me updates

d, shakin

briel assured her. She nodded and scu

th girls t

idea. But liya is fine

feet four. Tiny skirts, little thighs and tight fit blouses. Mak

she wasn'

started to cry. Like what the fuck? The next time I asked

my time, which I could actual

riods to go from the third floor to the firs

nting part was he

never sear

never came for, and second, for a meeting at the offi

lmost 15

ound, flirting with random girls, ho

glare, I started to make way, wh

through m

ked some joke with Max, laughed, hold

never e

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