She certainly wasn't going to come giftwrapped for an easy screw. She wasn't that kind of girl. She didn't like that I was that kind of guy. I insisted that I was the kind of guy who was fascinated with her. I was also happy that Brooke had gotten us back together - you know Brooke, the girl I had f****d to help her get over Felix then refused to sleep with so I could be with Libra.
I was blistered and lambasted. I also got my way. I also got to see Libra embrace the ogling her attire earned her in my working class neighborhood as we walked around and talked.
"Everyone is staring at my breasts," Libra whispered to me after a bit. She wanted to make me think she was unhappy while her n*****s were excited and she was relishing the turning heads. Brooke was better looking, in my opinion, bu
