When I finished my mini-rant, I pushed Otti's glasses up her nose again. She blushed and squirmed on top of me. I loved it, and I meant every single word.
"Anyway," Otti mumbled. "I was just... annoyed! Like how much more do I have to go through before they leave me alone, ya know?! I just... kind of... blew up. I mean, if those girls weren't openly talking like I wasn't right there. Even when I called them out, they tried to lie about it. Then they were saying that I had lost all this weight and changed myself for guys' attention. It irritated me even more. Then they went on and on about how you're too good for me and would never want someone like me in the first place. And they already thought I gave it up, so I thought, what the hell? And... I told them that you tell me my p****y is th
