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Smitten by the Playboy: Bumping Into Mr. Sexy

Date: 11/16/2017, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Erotica, Spanking, Virginity, Young, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 71.4, Source: sexstories.com

Hell no! I was faced with a choice. I had to choose between them and my coming self. And I went for the later. Like they say, no sacrifice comes without a cost. I had to suffer some things just to lose them and thereafter in the end score the ball into the goal post and triumph furiously. I hope I don’t have to come to this scenario again. Finally, I am a few bearable steps away from home. As I walk in the breezing and fanning cold, I am thinking of what else I have to do with my coming spare time. Yes. I can be sort of a careless and unthinking alcoholic most frequently of the times. But then there are times that a thoroughly tired and to the inch beat exhausted lazy me do not do any sort of work. I am thinking. What better way than to fall in love. Yes, it would be wonderful and beautifully great indeed. I mean…….I am good-looking and socially standard and average in character and deeds. It would be not be that much hard to find love here and any goodly shoulder that I can lean and brace myself on. Stop it, Tori. Don’t think about love……it will just come to you on an unexpected moment, and you better just keep your heart open and highly willing to receive it. At times I do feel that I am left out and lagging behind in this love thing. But then I hardly and barely am not. My heart and instincts tell me so. If I die young and beautiful without ever deeply and heavily falling in love then that will be it. If I do, the excellent and better still. Dying young again? It can ... easily happen….it has taken place so many times with so many people after all. When I push open the door, I see Courtney perched and seated down there on the mammoth brown couch where she is typing up and surfing something on the net on her laptop. What? A dating site? She is dating Gavin now and they both met on some dating website online. Of course! Things don’t have to end online there. They have met and hanged out with each other a couple times now. “Chatting with Gavin?” I ask her coolly and steadily as I close the door behind me. “Kind of,” she replies calmly and sedately. “He is in some night club right now with his guy friends. I wonder what manners and mentalities they are etching up into him. I hope it doesn’t affect and touch me, or will it, Tori?” “You know how guys are like. You can’t restrain them from what they want to be—or can you?” “You are right there, sweet buddy.” “Good. What is there to eat for supper if I may ask?” “Am I your cook?” She gives me that go-find-out-in-the-kitchen-yourself look that is a bit impolite and bitter to some marginal extent. Fuck her for it! Jeez! This girl and her bossy behavior! It drives me nuts and crackers like I am going to choke and throttle her up on the throat. Seriously! Our kitchen is sizeable but not so big again, neither is it that inconsiderably and helplessly small either. No, it is not. It is well and nicely kept. All so magically and beautifully clean. If you see it, you will be like, “This certainly has to be ...