Either way, it was more than I could handle, and I wanted, needed more. “Fuck it” I thought. Porn We talked a bit and I introduced myself. “You aren’t worth it anyway”. Beautiful and with common sense: my two favorite traits. As she turned her back to me to hug her friend, I could see a tattoo at the top of her spine; a butterfly, wrapped in a wreath of leaves. Everything was. I said, “Don’t do that again, you fucking whore”. “Fuck it” I thought. Finally, I was able to tear that chunk off. Then, she came into the building: short black hair on a beautiful pale face, dark eyes, petite frame, a body that was just blessed with the perfect physique, wearing jeans and a black t-shirt.




















