Brooklyn
I fidget in my seat with this little leather skirt Erica got me to wear." Girl stop before you rip it." I move my hand off the edge of the skirt," if you went one more size up. I wouldn't have to keep pulling it down." " s**t that's all your ass's fault. That skirt is the right size," she parked a block down from the club. " Come on before the cold wind catches our asses." I open the door," that already happened." I fix the black corset and skirt before closing the door. Erica stands at the front of the car wearing a red short dress with a slit on the right side and red heels. "If I wasn't getting the best d**k in my life. I would swing your way." I scrunch my face up," I don't need to hear or know all that. Hurry up, I need a drink to forget about that."
I wrap my arm aroun
