"You're a freak, you know that?" I said to her, staring at the side of Olivia's face as she clutched at her bowl of popcorn littered with Skittles. She just kept munching away, like she didn't even hear me. "Let's watch something else. Reality TV perhaps, or a movie, like a normal twenty-two year old," I chastised her, but her eyes remained glued to the big screen as she consumed details of Ted Bundy murdering over thirty women.
"Don't be stupid. Normal blows," she said absentmindedly, setting the popcorn aside to lay her head down on my shoulder and snuggle up to me. "Besides, you're not twenty-two daddy," she purred, the sudden presence of her body up against mine and seduction in her voice making my d**k twitch.
Was she into older men or was she just into me?
I let the moment pass
