She Ain't Thick

She Ain't Thick

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Imagine going every day, walking up and down the block having people comment on how small your butt is. Sounds annoying right? Well not for Desiree. She knows she has no ass and isnt afraid to admit it. She has the pretty face to make up for it, so she still has niggas lined up to tap that. You can call her a hoe or anything you wish, but its not going to phase her. She knows what she is and is capable of changing herself for her benefit. But then again, HER benefit. You? She coudnt give two fucks. Bryce Wilkins has been running these streets for the longest now. He can have any girl he wants in five seconds. When he hears about the 'famous' Desiree Jones, he knows he has to give it to her good. He's on the hunt for some pussy and will stop at nothing to get it from Desiree. Thick or not, he doesnt care as long as the cherry is popped. "Shes a hoe" they all keep telling him. But he doesnt care because hes no different. The two come together for a lustful night and swear to never see each other again considering it would bring unwanted feelings that they wouldnt be able to put into action considering their situations. But can Desiree let go of the only man who didnt care if she was thick or not? Can this finally be the love of her life and put an end to her sinful ways. Or is he just another nigga who was looking to fuck and duck?
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Formerly called 'Withered' Highest Ranking as of 5/18/2018: #5 in Matureaudience; 12/7/2018: #3 in ied I gulped as his hand cupped my jaw, "Tell me River. Are you scared of me?" He asked and I looked up at his eyes. I didn't have to ponder over the matter long. "I don't know." I said softly. Daimen frowned and studied me for a while, "Just wondering, because you seem to love pissing me off. And most people don't. So I guess you need some figuring out to do." ********* Daimen and River were both seniors at the same high school, they took some of the same classes, walked the same halls, live in fair distance from each other, but they couldn't have been more different. When high school was over River and Daimen became ghosts to each other but then years later fate decides to bring them back together. River Sparrow hates confrontation. She's jumpy, but tries to see the bright side of situations. She's quiet, soft spoken, the "teacher's pet," and keeps to herself a lot. She's a volunteer at the local animal shelter and loves one dog in particular the most. Daimen Princeston would fight in a heartbeat. He's strong, intimidating, and pretty much has people running for the hills at the very aspect of him getting angry. His devil-may-care attitude swirls around him and no one wants to get on his bad side. Of course River is afraid of him, and she has a good right to be. But when River starts to learn more of the young man everyone fears she starts to see him in a new way. After some time feelings grow stronger and she hopes she's not fallen for a murderer. And if she has, who is she to deny him the love he so desperately needs?

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