Down Ass Chick

Down Ass Chick

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Robree is my name, and i have a lovely boyfriend name Dylan. We've been together ever since we were 14, He was my FIRST everything. Always there, so sweet, caring, anything you've ever wanted in a boyfriend. And all that changed. It wasn't always like this, I was allot happier before, But don't me wrong i'm happy now but it could be allot better. I love Dylan and everything about him. Like when shit got real for me and my parents just up and vanished he was here...He always had me! So what kind of girl would I be if I didn't do my part and hold him down like a real down ass chick would do?....
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"Remind me to get you shades." He shifted his weight off the counter, as he stepped onto the floor. "Whyy?" "So I don't fall for that eye thing." "What eye thing?" I asked, as my eyes gave away a puppy dog look. "Or a blindfold would do." "That would be interesting." "It would." I tightened my thighs, as he grew closer. "Just imagine the things you could do to me." I let out, with him standing an inch of a distance from me. If that wasn't bad enough, he hovered over me, brushing my hair behind my ear, as he spoke in a soft tone, "I have a list. But would you be able to handle it?" "Try me." I bit my lip, as our eye contact remained interlocked. "You're pushing it Blair." "Am I?" I twisted his shirt, drawing him closer. "Is this turning you on Dylan?" I let out, as his tone grew soft, "Say my name like that again." "Like what?" I playfully whispered, with a subconscious grin across my face. His hands grew tight, as I felt a shiver rush down my spine. "Dylan." I mumbled, as a part of me wondered what it would feel like to get just a taste of him.. "Much better." His index finger lifted up my chin, as I spoke against the haze he had clouded my mind with. "This really is doing something to you isn't it?" "In all honesty Blair," he scoffed, as he effortlessly pushed away, "You aren't even half as good as you think you are." "What?" It took me a second to register what had just taken place; he used one of his tactics on me didn't he? That wasn't what concerned me though. What was worrying was that I almost fell for it. "Your flirting really needs some work."

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