Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

It wasn’t long before I recognized the person to my master; Jim. He didn’t wait to hear me out or give me a chance. I found him letting go of my bag once he had leveled us together and started dragging me with him.

“Let me go, I can walk on my own,” I was trying to free myself but it wasn’t possible when his hand was beginning to be a part of my skin. I swear he had glued his hand over my skin.

He remained silent but kept hyperventilating this entire time.

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can lock the door this time. The fear of what I might deal with today was giving

care about is themselves and their jealousy. So quick to get riled up whenever they see me with my