Casual Doja Cat Novels & Stories

I said and he immediately stopped. "Oh... it's Ayesha. Is she out for jogging?" He said. Ha! That means I wasn't hallucinating. She was in a jumpsuit that clinged her figure perfectly. Her ponytail flying behind her. I just gaped at her with a goofy smile on my face. I wasn't the only one watching her though. There were a few punks that were checking her out too. Those scoundrels. How dare they check out a lonely girl like that?!