Running West

Running West

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You know west!! If you were to be a fruit you'll be a fineapple , I didn't turn back just kept walking and pretending he didn't exist, he's not there west, he's not there, I told myself, Are, you a keyboard cause your my type, he smirked catching up to me, as I groaned, My dick just died, can I bury it up your ass , he questioned, You have got to be kidding me, geez ,I said fully disgusted, Do you know why they call me the cat whisperer, cause I know exactly what that pussy needs, he whispered so close to me, I literally gulped, but kept walking pretending he didn't bother me, when I finally thought he was gone I turned around to hear him say, Do you know why they call me coffee, cause I grind fine, he smirked moving his hips in an up and down motion, Your unbelievable fox, I laughed how far can your sexual innuendos go, As far and deep as you want baby, he smirked , Ugggh fuck my life!!
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"Call me sir" he demanded. "What?" I heard it correct yet asked again to make sure did I hear correct? "Don't your thick head get things at once?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows without moving his gaze from mine. No way I am going to call him sir. Thick head! It's the second time he told that. What does he think of himself? I cleared my throat and spoke. "Firstly, I'm not going to call you sir. I'm not your slave to do so. And secondly, I don't have a thick head." I protested. "Slave? Seeing a word by its abbreviation." He quirked a brow. "Your thick head has a little knowledge in it." This time he inched more close while the corner of his perfect lips shifted to a smirk. Move back, Mister! "Yes, I do see a word by its meaning," I said, trying not to fall in his gaze. (S.I.R = Slave - I - Remain) He got closer and closer and stooped near my ear while keeping his hands on the table, either side of me. I could feel his lips brushing against my earlobe when he spoke in a low deep voice. "If you don't, I'll cancel this deal." 'No! I can't let this happen.' ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am either drown into the deep green sea or flew up into the bright blue sky, for sure I was lost in his blue-green eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Time marched by days into months and months into a year. Everything in my life has changed but one thing remains the same. Years ago I would've never pictured my life the way it is now.

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