Poison {h.s}

Poison {h.s}

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**[Story contains Mature and Explicit content]** _____ "Your lucky day poison," Sasha says as she comes to lean against the railing with me. Her glittery eyelids sparkling under the purple lights. She's dressed in red lacy lingerie and white heels. "Ooh, why?" I smile up at her, a devilish smirk plastered across her red lips. Something I've always envied of Sasha was her height, she's 5'9 whereas I'm 5'5, yeah unfair as fuck. But once I put on six-inch heels my dream of being slenderman finally comes true and suddenly I'm 5 '11. But then my dream is crushed when Sasha also wears tall hells and towers over me once again. Can't fucking win I swear. "Some guy over there, Styles, I believe, requested a dance from you," She looks down wiggling her eyebrows at me, leaning forward she taps my forehead with her index finger, a few stray blonde curls framing her face as they fall down, "For two grand" She gawks, a wide smile appearing on her face. My eyes widen as I pull away from the railing to look at Sasha's face. Two fucking grand, that's double my monthly rent. I mean I know I'm hot but I'm not two grand for a single fucking dance hot. Rich men really will buy anything., not that I'm complaining. _____ started May 10th 2021
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