Periidicparalysis Stories

I am drunk.I know. Being the vice president's daughter has its weaknesses and it's strength. I'm in someone's embrace, the person feels so familiar and the scents familiar too. I am kissing him, he seems reluctant at first before giving in. I let my fingers play with his curls, his hands snaking around my waist pulling me closer. She's in pain but in search of love and acceptance...