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Only, with his all-American boy, varsity jacket, wholesome façade, teachers looked the other way With me? I spent raduating class

When you look like a et treated like a monster

I stare at her, standing to ainstth h me at all the other fucks who think they can look at what’s mine

Yes, fucking mine

I’ve waited But in this instant, I knoon’t let her go again Not now Not ever again

Claws rake down the uttural sound rips from my throat as they head toward the bar

She’s the only thing that’s ever s like this My nature is stoic, unaffected But, with her, I’m alive Feral Obsessed

Time bends around her Heather’s movements are in slowaround as she slips off her e a plaid skirt that brushes her -sleeved blouse, unbuttoned too far to show off her voluptuous juicy tits that have me spellbound

Myof how she will taste How her nipples will harden as I suck My fingers twitch asthe last shred of control I had when I woke up thisshe would be here today

“Well, Dodge Ronson” Her brother eyes ht off a snarl “Always the dapper dresser”

The blonde next to hiles Heather is to ht, just a few steps away, but she hasn’t looked at me yet She stands behind a chair where she’s laid her jacket, a few other locals sazes snap my way

When her head turns rabhere, her scent already torturing um-pink lips offer a hesitant smile

A growl fills e to pull her next to h until I get a handful of her war to be to me from now on