❝Allow me to get in between your legs and tell each of your children how much of a good dad you are.❞
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Men who are younger than you? No. Men who are older than you? Maybe. A former fuckboy who is now a single father of two, has intense prejudice...
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Isn't human weird, biting nails is nasty but taking someone dick in your mouth or shoving your head in someone's pussy is not nasty, gulping the forbidden milk is not nasty but biting nails is.
Anyways, I was walking around the circle, nibbling my nails as the thought of Jimean being J was eating me up. Seemed impossible, the chances of your anonymous internet friend being your landlord were so slim. If calculating, it was 0.0000019342359767891684% (I calculated it), call also be written as 0% or nil.
None.
"Then why the hell they both are the same person!?" I yelled, while standing on the bed. I sat down, my hands tugging at the root of my hair as I remembered all the cringey shit I told him— the way I behaved, and the things I said.
I fucking asked for his nudes when he was just outside, having breakfast with his innocent kids.
"That's bad, that's so bad." I shook my head when I remembered his face when I told him my name.
Oh lord. What if he knows— no it doesn't seem like it.
I already went through our chats multiple times, cringing everytime. And the way he described me to me, I mean roomer Raemi to internet friend Raemi is completely different. Why would he do that if he knew that both are the same person. And he told me everything that happened between roomer Raemi and him, why would he do that?
So it's clear that he doesn't know that.
I scoffed, where did 128 IQ go? Probably too busy judging the poor renter so he forgot to see huge ass signs.
I sighed, my heart was at ease that he didn't know my identity behind-the-screen or else I would have been dead due to too much embarrassment. But I couldn't rest in peace, this guy had my nudes— and knew a lot about me. I cried, never ever I will send my nudes and ramble about my past life to someone I met on the internet thinking I will never meet this person in real life.
I will die the day he will figure out that we both are the same person.
"I will never let that happen." I shook my head, making up my mind.
I needed to end whatever I had with J.
That was the only thing I could do to save myself from being exposed.
Wow, I'm so smart.
With determination, I picked up my phone. I had two choices here, quick fix or slow burn. In quick fix I will just block J. Case closed. In slow burn I will make my replies drier and drier until J no longer has interest in me and we no longer talk.
Since I'm a very lazy person, I will choose the quick fix. Don't go by the name, it's the most effective.
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Fifteen minutes passed since I took the determination to block J. Entire fifteen minutes. My fingers hovered on the contact, the red block button was just inches away to be pressed but for some reason I couldn't do it.
