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Senior Year - Part 25
“Listen... this is gonna sound dumb, but do you think you could talk to me in class every so often? I’ve had sex with just about every guy at school that I’ve talked to, and none of them see me as anything more than a slut. I think you’re hot, and I definitely want you to fuck me. But maybe, could we be friends?” She seems so **** in this moment, and you don’t know how you didn’t see it before.
“Nidhi... of course we can be friends.” You embrace her in what must be the most sexually charged hug of your life. Her breathing is heavy, like she’s about to cry.
“Thanks Varun. It really means a lot.” She looks up at you and kisses you. It’s different this time, though. Before it was purely sexual, basically meaningless. Now, it feels extremely intimate, like you’re closer to her already because she made herself emotionally ****.
“Listen... this is gonna sound dumb, but do you think you could talk to me in class every so often? I’ve had sex with just about every guy at school that I’ve talked to, and none of them see me as anything more than a slut. I think you’re hot, and I definitely want you to fuck me. But maybe, could we be friends?” She seems so **** in this moment, and you don’t know how you didn’t see it before.
“Nidhi... of course we can be friends.” You embrace her in what must be the most sexually charged hug of your life. Her breathing is heavy, like she’s about to cry.
“Thanks Varun. It really means a lot.” She looks up at you and kisses you. It’s different this time, though. Before it was purely sexual, basically meaningless. Now, it feels extremely intimate, like you’re closer to her already because she made herself emotionally ****.