Crazy Meets Crazy
He could clearly see her nipples were they jutted out and the brown areolas around them.
“Fuck,” he muttered.
“You must be busy Adrian, we can talk later,” Gabe said. Adrian could not simply bring himself to tell his friend goodbye.
Adrian was still staring at Kristen’s backside as she walked out of the—what! He did not even know how he stood up, but he did and he moved from the couch to the door in the tenth of a second. He had gotten some type of superpower in that minute.
“The fuck Kristen!” He shouted. He was angry. He did not even know he was so fucking angry until he raised his voice. She planned on going outside the cabin, to the village full of people, wearing that. He was not going