Dominate Domain
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MatureOngoing19m
Last published Sun, Jul 21, 2024
"OMG.." I whispered in shock. I quickly grabbed my purse & keys before sprinting to the door. I jumped in my car & took off from the club.
"It can't be her!" I reassured myself as I made it home. I quickly called Dresa.
"Aye Resa!" I yelled into the phone.
"Girl what? Waking me up doing all that hollering & shit." She fussed back into the phone.
"Man shut up & listen! You remember that year we went to that summer camp & I met that girl Sinica?" I ask still in shock.
"Talm bout the geeky girl that had that mean ass crush on you?" Dresa asked confused.
"YES!
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