Brandon “I need to leave,” I said, stepping away from her. But she was persistent as she tried to close the space between us. For a fraction of a second, I stood frozen while she tiptoed and found my lips. But it felt wrong. So wrong that I wanted to retch. Out of respect for her, I managed to contain my disgust in her presence and politely stepped away from her as far as I possibly could. “Goodnight Ariel,” I said, turning my back to locate the exit, but she was quicker than I was in finding the door. She also found the switch and dimmed the lights, taking off her lingerie in front of me. “What are you trying to do?” I asked, visibly alarmed by her small perky breasts shooting like arrows towards me. “I am way prettier than Salma,” she said, “and if she did not have you fooled before, there is no way a guy like you could ever find her attractive.” Salma might be a bad person, but she was not ugly. Her braces and awkward style might not make for the most appealing look, but
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