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33 ➤ New Experience

DONT YOU DARE FUCKING SKIP THIS A/N! SOME PEOPLE LEFT SOME VERY RUDE COMMENTS ON THE LAST CHAPTER AND IM NOT CALLING THEM OUT BUT I WOULD LIKE TO HAVE A WORD WITH ALL MY READERS IN GENERAL

i might be a bit over dramatic, but idc! i need to let everyone know that i am never in the mood to take ur damn shit, if u dont like my story, buzz the fuck off, dont annoy me, dont tell me how to write, dont complain, no ones asking u to like the story, no ones forcing u to read it, okay!? sure i got a bit off topic but so what? if ur a real fan of pdm u wouldnt mind! and if u do you would have the common decency to keep ur mouth shut when it comes to stuff like that! i am going through a shit storm okay!? im not in the fucking mood, nor am i ever to put up with shit, so dont give me any, please. leave. just fucking leave the story if u dont like it. just dont complain. i've said from the beginning that i dont take critisim well, and i doubt i ever will. just dont, ever make me feel like shit. in case u didnt know, im clearly a sensitive person, i cant take judgement. keep shit to yourself please. sure ur opinion matters to me, and i asked for comments, but if its something negative, sugarcoat it at least a bit for my sake, i cant take bad shit, in all honesty i cant :( im weakminded when it comes to crititsm and other people's opinions. it bothers a lot of people i know, and maybe even u, but keep in mind that it bothers me as well.if u are going to leave feedback i'd rather it be comforting or at the very least nice...i feel like shit. im an emotional wreck, i dont want to put the blame on anyone but im not saying its impossible to hurt someone else's feelings....anyway, im sorry im being over dramatic but im in a bad mood. but ha, when am i never? please, please....dont make me feel worse than i already do with everything atm, im not feeling well, physically and emotionally. please enjoy the story xx sorry for getting a bit over whelming. i dont mean to make anyone feel bad or anything, i just said what needs to be said!

AND ALSO! im not really going off topic, this book isnt ALL about BSDM, its a romance. a fucking romance. yeah it wasnt from the beginning but now i decide that i want it to be a romance! get that through ur heads! please. god im sorry for being so rude, im just angry. like i always am. NOW, u may enjoy the chapter my little lambs, and again, sorry for being rude, u know i love u guys reguardless <3

UPDATED A/N: I think I was on my period when I wrote the old author's note, sorry for seeming agressive, that usually isn't like me unless I'm very provoked, anyway carry on! Another terribly written chapter from almost 18 months ago haha

I woke up with my body feeling like it had been run over by a truck. I groaned as I felt sweat all over my body under the covers. "Too hot." I groaned out loud, clearly having a bad case of morning voice, my speech was groggy and dry, I sounded not too far off from a zombie. I pull the covers off in hopes to cool myself down. It takes me a while but I finally manage to open my eyes a bit, letting them adjust to the bright light shining above me. My eyes lock with my body once I realize that I'm naked.

I hear light breathing and I slowly turn my head to the right and panic when I see Amy, she looks to be shirtless as I see the covers tucked under her arm. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. What the hell happened? The mere thought of doing anything sexual with her makes me want to kill myself! But that time will come soon enough, I can't afford something like this to stop me from getting out of here and getting back to Jason. I can barely even remember what happened once we got into the bedroom. I remember is eating half an ecstasy tablet and Amy told me about her scars. I faintly evoke myself crying for some reason? I'm not too sure.

But whatever, I mean, I gotta calm down. It's not like there's any solid proof we went further than what I can remember. For all I know a fucking cow could've flied into the room and I wouldn't have remembered. So I might be safe from the horrid predications I have. I moved my legs slightly and felt a dull pain in my thighs. I looked between my legs fearfully and saw love bites covering my inner thighs. Talk about disgusting. Even Jason didn't do that to me, he knew I would kill him for making me so sore. I frowned in disgust. Well now I knew. Yes. Things did go further than I remember. Oh god she's seen me...down there. I wanted to cry badly right now.