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мy нero

мy нero

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Apr 20, 2014
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Romance
Tinashe was a 20 year old woman no kids and living in the projects. Life is hard out here for her. It's hard enough everybody knows she's still a Virgin and all the boys want to get with her.Working her hardest with 2 jobs to pay rent and buy food, she starts to think about getting a job as a stripper. One night after getting an eviction notice she came to the conclusion that she will become a stripper. But it's only for the best and nothing else. One night coming back home from a night at Queen Of Hearts, she thought about what a man said to her because she wouldn't give him head. "Stop being stubborn and give me head you stupid hoe!" He pushed her and she fell back. She stood up and slapped him. Worst Mistake ever. "I WILL KILL YOU!" He spat with so much venom in his voice. Scared out of her mind . Tinashe quickly gathered her things and ran out of the room. Saying goodbye to her bestfriend Trinity , she ran to her car and headed home . She thought she was safe If only she knew............
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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