“This is why I never let my emotions get mixed with pleasure. I just sleep with them and move on”. I grudgingly muttered slamming Emilia’s door in fury.
My face was red with rage. A whiff of betrayal blew over me. I felt like I had been played.
I mean, how can a Playboy get played? I let my guards down. Curiosity got the best of me, trying to uncover the layers that there was to Emilia. She’s my One-night stand for goodness sake.
One-night stands are meant to be flung away. They’re of no use, no value. I had defaulted by breaking the Playboy 101 rule.
No matter how good she was in bed, she remains a One-night stand. You never reach out to her or try to get close to her. No sharing of contacts. No disclosure of identities. Just s*x and she’s flung away.
I let one night of pleasure g
