Teach Me How To Be A Bad Boy
"Hello. Umm, are you Blair Windsor?" I whipped my head around to see a half-naked teenage boy standing before me with hopeful eyes. "Yeah... So?" I replied with caution. Why isn't he afraid to talk to me? "Uhh, I have a question- err favor- err" he stuttered, his voice cracking on every other word. Never mind. He is d...