“So… The whore decided to onyesha up.” Sylvia snickered from behind you, over the noise of the party at Buck’s.
“And so did the bitch.” wewe thought to yourself, clenching your fist.
“Whaddya doing here, whore?” She says, taking a swig of her beer.
wewe turn to her, trying to remain calm. “I came here with my boyfriend.” wewe say cooly.
“You’re still forgetting he’s mine.”
“He dumped your sorry punda five months ago.” wewe snort.
“At least my punda is better looking than yours.” She huffs.
wewe stand up. “What was that.”
“My ass,” she smiles. “Is better looking than yours.”
“More guys have grabbed my butt tonight that you’ll ever have in your life!”
And she knocks flat in a tackle.
She starts pulling at your hair, clawing at your face, muttering things like “dirty whore” and “bitchy slut”.
And wewe fume. wewe knock her to the side so you’re on top. wewe slap her. “Don’t wewe talk bad about me again., wewe hear? Dally left wewe and decided to songesha on to bigger and better things, with nicer asses than yours!”
wewe feel strong arms wrap, upangaji pamoja around your waist, pulling wewe off Sylvia.
“Hey, cool it.” His voice says in your ear.
wewe were all jazzed up, fights got wewe that way.
“She deserved it, the bitch.” wewe mutter.
“Babe, I gotta admit, that was hot.” He grins.
“Really?”
“Yeah, actually. A turn on.” He laughs, pushing wewe up against the wall, leaning in.
“Wait!” wewe say. He draws back, concerned with what wewe have to say.
“Is my punda better looking than hers?”
He smiles. “Yes, a lot better.” He says, reaching behind wewe and placing a hand on it.
And now leans in, to start off a wild night at Bucks.
“And so did the bitch.” wewe thought to yourself, clenching your fist.
“Whaddya doing here, whore?” She says, taking a swig of her beer.
wewe turn to her, trying to remain calm. “I came here with my boyfriend.” wewe say cooly.
“You’re still forgetting he’s mine.”
“He dumped your sorry punda five months ago.” wewe snort.
“At least my punda is better looking than yours.” She huffs.
wewe stand up. “What was that.”
“My ass,” she smiles. “Is better looking than yours.”
“More guys have grabbed my butt tonight that you’ll ever have in your life!”
And she knocks flat in a tackle.
She starts pulling at your hair, clawing at your face, muttering things like “dirty whore” and “bitchy slut”.
And wewe fume. wewe knock her to the side so you’re on top. wewe slap her. “Don’t wewe talk bad about me again., wewe hear? Dally left wewe and decided to songesha on to bigger and better things, with nicer asses than yours!”
wewe feel strong arms wrap, upangaji pamoja around your waist, pulling wewe off Sylvia.
“Hey, cool it.” His voice says in your ear.
wewe were all jazzed up, fights got wewe that way.
“She deserved it, the bitch.” wewe mutter.
“Babe, I gotta admit, that was hot.” He grins.
“Really?”
“Yeah, actually. A turn on.” He laughs, pushing wewe up against the wall, leaning in.
“Wait!” wewe say. He draws back, concerned with what wewe have to say.
“Is my punda better looking than hers?”
He smiles. “Yes, a lot better.” He says, reaching behind wewe and placing a hand on it.
And now leans in, to start off a wild night at Bucks.