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0006: Fucked by A Stranger

Author: Kefy Flairr
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-26 21:22:37

ROCHELLE

The end of year party was being held in an old garage.

The entire place had been converted into some sort of disco club, with neon lights flashing from every corner. The music was so loud I could feel it vibrating through the heels of my Jimmy Choo platform shoes. The air was thick with the smell of cheap liquor, cigarettes and sweat. The entire place was jam-packed with overexcited college kids who were desperate to forget about their grades for just one chaotic night. I was also here for that same reason—to relieve all the academic pressure I'd immersed myself in.

After a week of finals, my brain was totally fried. I didn't want to be a student anymore; I just wanted to be an average girl at an average party.

I pushed my way through the crowd to centre of the room where everyone was twisting recklessly to the sound of hip-hop blaring from the speakers.

I immediately fell into the same frenzy as everyone—hips swaying to the heavy beat of a trap song, not really caring wha
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