Lily of the Madheart.

vanishes as if I dumped ice cold water on my head. I genuinel

I'm leaning towards the ones out there, simply because they're outside th

you say

it one that barely covers my ass or tits and leaves my back open, but most of the othe

ip in backrooms said Jerry didn't do favours

of the heavy chair on the carpet ringing i

l man, and the feeling of him looming over me makes me feel like a hamster before

k. I gather every bit of patience, especially cultivated

ittle, Jerry," I force out, m

es does this but this time, fear blossoms in my belly at the thought that I migh

ting them twice. "I'd say the end of the week should

week - four days - before he takes what the hell he wants.

ait a bit before breaking the kiss. He starts kissing down my neck, moan

eps back. "Al

office straight

to realize who they're talking about, especially since Che

ly is. Although this time, it might not be far fro

locker at the back and

ed it reads, 'My name is Lily and I act better than Jesus himself but I'm actually a panty

I'm going to be the talk

r makes me want to scream. Why no

rry right now but the bitch

ask loudly, "Who t

ts down for a

going to yell at whoever that was, Cherry answers my question in a tone tha

ht; I'm barely five foot seven and the black, wavy hair that touches my waist is goi

g around her. She's tall, and even taller in heels but I don't think

ull that shit yo

e. I don't blink. I've never smoked a stick myself but with all the smoke I'm around, I

ing self-aware. Maybe because she grew up poor or just doesn't want to be bothered but she's said what she wants is

ing by the skin tight dress that shows off rounded ass, she's been talking to

e you're his

old, washed up one. A