“Goddamn it,” he shouted, “tell me who the fuck you are right now!”I slowly flipped on the light.“Ginanna, what the fuck are you doing? Did... you do this?” he blinked quickly adjusting to the light.I chuckled again and took a step towards the bed, a riding crop in my hand.His eyes widen, and he starts cursing me out again.“Brad,” I said quietly, “I would suggest you stop cursing and listen up. This can go easy for you, or hard, it all depends on what you want.”He opened his mouth to say. 90m (6,3) tall, cute, intelligent, well spoken, and over all very sexy! Loves to get dirty sport socks in his face and on his dick! And to stand on his chest makes him even more turned on! A bit of stamping was also possible, but not over do it! That just would be to much ****! And i sometimes don’t know my own strength! I remember when i was wrestling with a friend last year, I got carried away and gave him a bleeding nose!
He ask me to come over and have some fun! Jump on my bike and drive to. There is a curfew set at 10:00 PM for tonight. Please be advised that violators will be fined. Thank you!"There some boos but mostly everyone complied with the officer's order. People started to shuffle to their dorms.Atlas University has always been known as a party school so things get kind of rowdy on the last day of classes based on the years I have been here. There was a party one time on the last day of classes during my freshman year. Some idiots decided to sneak some fireworks onto. He told anyone who’d ask that the break up was his fault. That he’d changed over the years and she was good for just staying with him for so long. He hated the fact that some people always wanted to know a reason and assign blame for a situation that was not really any of their concern. She’d not been really seriously involved with anyone for some time, actually kind of hiding away from the world from months on end. The pain of failed relationships had taken their emotional toll and she was.