Then I was through the glass door and outside. It seemed to last an hour but probably lasted around two minutes. Therefore, my journey was a long one, weaving through bodies, avoiding crossed legs or stepping over straightened ones of those sitting on couches, feeling gazes following me the entire way. She’d not returned so this was my destination. Sandrine had headed out to the balcony about half an hour ago with Nick. They just wanted to bang anything and would take what they could get. At this point of the evening, they didn’t care if they banged class or someone who thought they could buy it. The guys, eyes right to my br**sts, h*ps or legs. It was polyester and even at TJ Maxx I bought it on sale.Īnd the eyes came to me, moving up and down, lips curling, noses scrunching, eyes rolling. I thought it was pretty, it showed just enough skin, not too much, it fit like a glove and it was the perfect color for me but it wasn’t silk, satin or labeled. TJ Maxx and not even a way out of season designer, just a no name. I’d taken care of them but still, they looked what they were. They were cute, even, I thought, sexy but they were cheap, not even real leather. So I was wearing a pair of high-heeled sandals I bought two years ago.
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