Manan FF: Blackmailed By A Millionaire
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Última publicación dom, jun 7, 2020
"You look cute.I give a ten on that.But you are not my type.I mean my type is Hot where you get a zero."
He just did not say that !One thing I absolutely hate is people objectifying us.For God's sake I am not food or drink to be hot or cold.Even at my school the stupid jerks said the same thing
"Hey you are cutie but not so hot so I won't date you " I have heard that hundred times.I never wanted to be one to be paid attention to.Had I been dressed like my sister I would have been most popular girl at school.I chose to be modest simple and almost incognito.
"Come on just your name nerdy .I would never go out with a girl like you.. don't worry you are not hot at all " he barked again.
Take deep breath Amy.Ignore this idiot.
"But I could set you up with one of my nerdy friend he has had no girlfriends in his entire life " He laughed like a lunatic.
That was it.
I smiled at him sweetly.With my right hand I pinched on his left bicep and when he was speechless and had his mouth wide open I scratched the same place with my sharp nails and then I realised I had been foolish to assault some stranger.
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