My head is a total mess. Enzo is fu.cking my head up left, right, and center. He tells me to move on, yet every time I come close to it, he fu.cks me like I'm some dirty little f***k toy. Once he's finished, he tells me to move the f***k on before walking away from me.
Take the other week, for instance. Not only did Enzo drag me into a supply closet at work, spank, and f***k my brains out, but two days later, after I agreed to go on a date with Lance, a doctor I work with, Enzo practically kidnapped me on the way home from work.
Yeah, I'm being totally serious.
I was walking toward my house after popping to the store for milk when a figure popped out from behind a tree - Totally fu.cking creepy - grabbed my arm and pulled me behind it. I dropped the milk, of course, and tried to scream,
