Don't get it twisted. Im harsh on the inside, not so much on the outside.
Im a sweet heart on the outside, someone so, young.
I love feeling powerless when I'm with anonymous. It makes me feel like he's becoming more and more attracted to me. Im different around him.
Not fake.
Not crazy.
But different.
Im obedient. I prefer to be his mama, but so far I'm his princess.
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I walked down the beautiful, red and pink bricked steps. 5 of them to be frank.
I had on my all back 5 inch stilettos. Matte black, three buckles going up the back giving a little pep to my height. My skin tight, light blue jeans complimented my shoes. The right ripples showing off the right amount of skin. The buttons matching the buckles and to put it all together, a black crop top, stopping directly above my belly button.
Panties? None.
Bra? Whats for.
I allowed my long black hair to flow in a high ponytail. No makeup just lip gloss and a black choker to top it all off.
An outfit like this will most definitely make him crazy. I thought to myself.
I walked down the hot blvd, catching a few breezes here and there.
He told me to meet him outside of his house.
Being that I don't live that far, I caught the bus.
I am not walking! It causes me to break a sweat and possibly a heel!
As i took a step on the bus, to meet a very familiar face.
I couldn't make out the name in my head, until he opened his mouth.
It was Ace.
A boy so hypnotized in love. Not only with my figure, but with my voice.
"Its you." He said. His voice filled with excitement and thrill but a face overshadowed with regret and guilt.
He knew exactly what I was gonna say, so he said it with me.
"As pleasing as I am, Im pleasure to the eyes. Hai."
I giggled at the awkwardness. I rarely see my past victims in public.
I usually just see them at the junk yard. Haha...no?
As awkward as this was, my stop was slowly approaching. Me, not knowing how to end a non-started conversation startled me. I was left speechless to the point i just got up and left.
I was never so conflicted.
