They wanted her to throw a party. “Ugh. Hentai She flicked the record button and approached the bed. She extended her hand dramatically. There were two extra boys—and only ten girls. The lights were on, casting a warm glow through the open blinds. She spread her legs wider, giving the camera a full view of her shaved mound. She watched the camera as if it were a lover, her eyes full of a fake desire. “At least for now.”
With a final wave, Ava slowly pulled away from the driveway. As all things should be. The message was short, but it hit like a punch to the gut. If I’m going to have to throw a party for these dweebs, I might as well look good doing it.”
Bailey Emerson, dressed in a tight, crimson dress that clung to her body like a second skin, smirked.
