Thirst Trap (Urban)
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MatureOngoing16m
Last published Sat, Mar 29, 2014
"I'm a lesbian, so to speak. I've been behind bars, with no light for three years. Down for the stud who ain't down for me. Got twenty five to life, on bail, And I never thought life would take this path for me. Never thought I'd go down that road, or be the girl in the stories and the movies who looks stupid for loving someone who don't give three shots about they ass. Trust me, I know. It happened. But opportunity took a knock at the door, and I didn't answer fast enough. "I need you to be damien's 'girlfriend', and I'll make bail for you." I couldn't have turned that down. But it was all supposed to be a damn game. No pregnancies, no heartbreaks, and no feelings. But there was...and now that I'm hooked on him like cocaine on a fein, I can't let go"
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