The story about Mariana-Leilani Jacobson & Dante Romano.
"I can't do this anymore!" I exclaim as I open the door before it's instantly shut by the infruriatingly handsome man behind me.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?! Need I remind you...
It's been just a week since my 'punishment' on Dante backfired on me. And he still hasn't let me get none!
But he's been trying to make up for it with little dates, or bringing me food at random times for no reason, or just checking up on me.
And I've got to admit he's really doing a good job at the whole "boyfriend" thing. But it hasn't been all sunshine and rainbows.
Recently Dante's been on my ass about me strippin. Yea, to others it may seem degrading and you'd think that now that I'm "with" Dante; who's rich as fuck that I'd take any chance I'd get to get out of there.
But for me it's the exact opposite. In my past relationship I never felt desirable or sexy and in control of anything, especially my body. But with strippin I hold all the cards. Yeah there are some serious downsides, but overall it oddly soothes me.
After never having control of my body, or even my life, for such a long time, I'm not letting anything reverse the progress I'm trying to make. And when I wanna quit, I'll quit. And until then Dante could either shut up or fuck up.
But in all honesty I'd be lying if I said I didn't understand where he's coming from because he doesn't have any malicious intent. And ever since I've given him my terms of he could either get with the program or get left behind he never brought it up again. But with the only condition that he takes me to and from work.
And one of the most refreshing things about Dante is that he doesn't trip about what I wear..... majority of the time. Of course like any other warm blooded male, he has his possessive moments.
But, ever since a few days ago he's been my ride to and from work, just like tonight.
Me and Candice are at home getting ready for work when she comes in my room and lays on her stomach on my bed in her outfit for tonight scrollin on her phone.
Once I'm done I go up to her and smack her ass and walk past her.
"Bitch!" I hear her yell as I make my way to her room.
"What? You the one that was all on my bed witcho ass all inna air." I answer going through her closet looking for a long coat to wear as she walks in.
"So, you playin like I just won't just fuck yo ass." She jokes standing next to me.
Candice gay ass always playin wit me.
She's bi and she always uses any chance she can get to say or try some slick shit wit me because she knows it annoys me. I don't necessarily have a problem with it because she my girl and I know she playin with me, but still.
We're just friends and she knows and respects that I'm strictly dickly. People always assume that because she's bi and we're so close and we live together that we do shit together, but besides us playin around we're just friends.
"Yeah ok whatever. But you look good bitch." I compliment.
"Of course I do." She says as her extra ass poses on her closet doors.
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