Jude was leaning against the doorframe, scanning my figure with well hid interest, though I'm pretty sure when he bought this, he imagined me wearing it for a different purpose. And as much as I'd like to deny, I'd wear it more enthusiastically, if it were for him, not a 40-year-old creep.
"It has a kind of b**m vibe, do you think he is into that?" I wondered turning to him fully, as he walked into the bathroom, slowly but surely cornering me with his body.
"Well I don't have any insides to his personal preferences, but I think he'll like it either way. Black makes your skin look more fragile than it actually is, you know. Cowards like him, love fragile people" I nodded along to his explanation, trying to ignore his presence right in front of me. Leaning against the bathroom counter, I t
