The Hatred Started

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I knew I had to protect myself because if I didn't it would seem as if I were a hoe just letting him touch me like that.
I mean I liked him a lot but the thought of him telling everybody what he did is unthinkable.

"Why the bloody hell did you do that?!" I screamed.

He replied so gentle as if nothing happened, " I don't know... I guess because its a free country."
When he laughed I smiled then I went back to being serious.

"Do you think I was going to just be your sex slave or your girlfriend?" I questioned him, "Well did you?"

He didn't answer all he did was look at me and grin as if he was jacking off and was haveing a blast.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 16, 2015 ⏰

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