I hear a sobbing sound so I quickly went over to investigate, I stopped in my tracks. She was beautiful, curvy shaped, long hair, perfectly caramel skin. I looked at her thinking of the things I do to her, but I focused on seeing why she was crying. Seeing her cry just made me so angry and I don know why. I walked over to her to see if she was okay.
Once I set by her and heard her voice, I felt something grow deep down inside me and I knew what it was, she had to be mine. I wiped the mascara from her eyes, and we had a laugh. When she called me sir i got stuck. I traced her body with my eyes looking at the slit in her dress, and the v neck of her dress where he necklace hung very still. I wanted to tell her how much of a bad girl she was for teasing me like this but not yet...not yet..
I looked at her "You know my name, what yours?" She turned quickly and I could smell her perfume which made me want her more. "Rosey, she smiled" What a beautiful name I thought. "And how old are you Rosey?" "I'm seventeen, how old are you?" She spoke back with boldness "I'm twenty-two." I smiled at her.
She smiled and said "Thanks for checking on me." She stood up, I could see her figure so much better and I wanted to fuck her brainless right there. "Well..." I said and pulled out a card. "Here's my number if you ever need someone to talk to" she was hesitant but she took it. "Thank you si- Damon." She smiled as she walked back in. I walked to my car and sat there for a moment trying to calm down.
I saw her and her family walk to there cars, I guess everything was over by the time our conversation finished.
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"Sir"
Fantasy17 year old Rosey lives with her mother, soon to finish highschool in a couple months. She has a great relationship with her mother, but she can be very rebellious, her father isn't in her life. yet he is still around and still bothering her Rosey i...
