"Bye!" I fake smile at him through the window and hand him his jacket.
"Bye." he replies, already walking away.
I fall on the bed and sigh. "I am such a bad person." I tell myself, and my sister.
"True." she adds, making a 'I'm judging you' face.
So I may have given him a blowjob. Big deal, porn stars give uck all the time and get paid. He didn't pay me, so I don't consider myself a hoe.
I then remember that my hands are sticky, thanks to the lube. I run to the toilet and wash my hands extremely thoroughly. Rinsing my sins away. I go back into my room to put my bra back on. Ew, I'm already cringing. Just as I am removing my jumper, I notice there is some white substance on my sleeve. Lovely. I can taunt my lovely best friends with it at school.
• LATER THAT DAY •
'Zerkan is typing...' snapchat informs me. How great.
'Zerkan sent you a chat!'
I wait 30 seconds so I don't seem desperate.
Zerkan: you were great ;)
Me: No I wasn't..
Zerkan: You were, but you kinda scratched my dick with your teeth Oh darn.
Me: Omg I am so sorry Zerkan: It's cool, but it just felt weird
Me: I am a beginner after all☺
Zerkan: yh lol ♥ so when can I come again? Are. you. for. real. Thirsty whore.
Me: Um.. I'll let you know ♥
Zerkan: Okay kl ♥♥
'Zerkan sent you a snap!' Now what does he want?
'Thinking about you' it captions, accompanied by a dick pic. Why are you unnecessarily thinking about me?
Zerkan: snap me ♥ Err.. no thanks
Me: In a bit :) We all know that's not happening. I log out of snapchat to avoid more unexpected dick surprises.
I check the time and realise that I need to go pray. As I am putting my scarf on, I am disturbed by sudden flashbacks to Zerkan's dick.
"I wish you wasn't on your period," he murmurs, looking down at me.
"Mhmm.." I flash my classic fake smile up at him. My hair falls in front of my face and he carefully tucks my hair behind my ear. How affectionate of him.
Let's not think of the past shall we.
"I missed you."
I just looked at him and said "Really?" and he nodded, half smiling at me. I just looked away, I didn't want to lie to him and say it back.
He is my ex, after all.
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Plenty More Fish in The Sea
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