copulation b.e imagines

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Maggie was downing her fifth shot at the bar. Previously before that she was drinking and dancing with sweaty bodies on the dance floor. She wanted to let go of everything.

Maggie didn't think she'd be here tonight let alone even. Her girlfriend after four years had finally broken up with her. Maggie knew she was cheating but love made her stay and here she was drinking her sorrows away.

"Another" Maggie said downing her sixth shot of the night. "I would love to make the extra cash, but you've had enough for tonight." The bartender says.

"What time is it?" Maggie asked the bartender "Almost three in the morning." this statement caused Maggie to groan and find the nearest bathroom to throw up in.

Maggie was in love to say the least, she knew things had to come tom an end soon she just wanted to make the last out of it. Their relationship wasn't the best by any means, but nobody was perfect.

Maggie often found herself bruised up some nights after the couples' vicious arguments, she was also always talked about when it came to her weight and other things that made Maggie insecure.

But that was love right? Maggie knew she should've left at the first signs but every apology and mistake her ex-lover made caused Maggie to run back and she knew she was trapped.

Maggie was actually surprised when her ex-lover sat her down this morning and broke up with her. It was actually surprising considering she didn't do anything but endure the physical and verbal abuse.

It was most likely a manipulation tactic and Maggie fell right for it. Maggie thought she had found her forever but obviously today proved it was another waste of time.

Friends and family warned her about the lover and how she was no good for the precious girl who was drinking her issues away, but Maggie found it exciting and ran with the concurrent excuse "you don't know her like I do."

Obviously, they knew her very well because there Maggie sat broken hearted in a bar bathroom throwing her guts out. Maggie was obviously too drunk to think right along to drive she was stranded.

After Maggie sobered up a little it was four in the morning, and she was crying her eyes out. makeup ran down her face as mascara dragged down her eyes.

Maggie finally wiped her face exiting the stall and pulling out her phone. She noticed missed calls from her ex, her mom, and her best friend Billie.

Maggie and Billie were friends since birth. Maggie's mom and Billie's mom went to college together and remained friends got pregnant around the same time and raised their kids together.

Maggie assumed news must've gotten out about the breakup and that's why her phone was off the hook. Billie lived around a good hour outside of the town and Maggie didn't feel like disturbing her at four in the morning, but she refused to hear all the "I told you so's" from her mother.

Right now, Maggie was at the point to where she didn't want to hear her sorry ex's voice on the phone begging her to comeback just so she can fuck her and leave to her other hoes. Maggie saw all the red flags and still stayed hoping she was seeing things

Like how her ex would only use her for her own pleasure and even when Maggie wanted an orgasm, she would complain on how tired she was. Every once in a while, she would pleasure Maggie, but it was never good and then there was aftercare it was more of her getting up going to her game after when all Maggie wanted to do was cuddle after such a gentle and sensitive moment.

Maggie stared at her phone contemplating weather to call Billie or not then again, she took a uber here and had nowhere to go she couldn't bare staying at her apartment with her ex there.