“While listening to “Bad Things” by Jace Everett I imagined how somewhere in the bar I sit next to Jacob and flirt with him. He seems to be not interested at first or like he’s afraid to snap at some point, until he sees a small bit of my nipple that popped up from my decollete. I jump a little when he’s behind my back, whispering these words in my ear: “I don’t know who you think you are, but before the night is through, I wanna do bad things with you.” After that my panties are ruined for good”.
Confessed by: madamretto
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