Striptease

Date

Happy Valentine's Day, you guys!! I hope that you're enjoying the day however you please to, (Anti-Valentine's Dayers are more then welcome in this group as well😂), and while I'm at it, I wanted to give a special shout-out to my friend, AWritingRaven, for being so amazing to me since we met, it feels like I've known you forever even though I haven't because we've just bonded in the greatest of ways and you'll always be my platonic soulmate ☺️🥰♥️

Once again, Happy Valentine's Day, everybody! Comment and tell me how you're enjoying this day as well!☺️

[Everleigh]

"And I'd like to take you on a date to prove that my intentions are nothing but the purest of thoughts."

I wanted to scoff at his words, he couldn't actually be serious right now, could he?

And even though the last thing I wanted to do was be wrong in this situation, I still thought he was full of shit because everybody wanted something from me and at some point, they'd always get their way.

So what exactly was it that he wanted from me?

Money?

Drugs?

Charlie Wylder didn't peg me for the type to be into something like methamphetamine or cocaine, perhaps a little bit of marijuana at times but he seemed like the type to be getting a prescription for it first.

Maybe he wants sex from you?

At that thought, I was torn between both laughing and cringing at the mental image.

Seriously?

Charlie would want to have sex with me?

I was literally like, the most awkward, uncoordinated person during sex.

One time, I kneed a guy in the fucking balls because I was trying to wrap my legs around him and the other, I'm pretty sure I just laid down like a goddamn starfish because the man that I was with told me that it was "more enjoyable" that way.

He lied.

It wasn't enjoyable in the least bit.

Most of the times that I have had sex before, it was exactly what one would call pleasurable.

To be quite honest since I'm in the mood to reveal long held secrets, I wasn't quite sure if I've even had an orgasm before.

Sure, I've used sex toys in the past and present and I'd feel quite warm and relaxed without the added pressure of having to please someone else as well but there was no big explosion that the romance books or movies talked about.

There was no high, no floating up and coming back down to Earth, there was no feeling of leaving one's body and venturing up to Heaven for the briefest of moments.

If anything, there was just pain and numbness.

Sometimes, the occasional tingle of a sensation that once might've been a close representation of pleasure would slither it's way through my veins but it would disappear as quickly as it occured.

Like I've said before, nothing that was ever good could stay too long in my life, even pleasant sensations would disappear within seconds.

The only way I've managed to keep anything that was good in my life such as my baby sister and my friends is because I worked hard to keep them there.

I wasn't going to let Teresa get taken away from me or let Mikayla go without a fight. I fought for them, I fought for the good things in my life but I wasn't sure if I wanted to fight for Charlie as well.