Diggy Simmons Gf Novels & Stories

"Grandpa." Zander walked up to him and then stared at him for a long time. "What do you want to tell me?" Nothing could be discerned from his tone. With a glimmer of hope, Simon looked up. "Grandpa, Gladyce is Red Gadus, but she doesn't work for Victor. She didn't get close to me with a purpose... She, she's my girlfriend!" "..." Zander was shocked and furious. Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped Simon.

“She pretended to say something. She didn’t say anything to me. I told you Emmett wouldn’t go for the forgiving father routine. Just leave it.” In the car; “What was that all about?” Emmett yells, glaring his eyes at Simone. “You told me he spread rumours about you in high school. You didn’t tell me he was chasing you.” “He isn’t chasing me. Not anymore” “He still has a thing for you” Emmett snaps, cutting Simone off. “What did you say to him?” “I told him I was Leona Simmons” Simone answers in a whisper. “Great. Now he has something to use against us” Emmett retorts. Not wanting to look at Simone; he turns his face towards the window.

"And in my tummy, come to that -- I swallowed so many loads." She grinned at Simon. "What about you?" she asked. "I saw you head upstairs with Tilly and Lisa. Have you been having fun?" "So much fun," said Simon. Evidently, he thought, it was okay to talk openly with Gemma about sex with Lisa and Tilly -- she seemed to think all this was perfectly normal. "Were they good sluts for you?" Gemma asked him mischievously. "Such good sluts," said Simon, finding it incredibly liberating to talk so openly about this. "I've never come so much in my life. They sucked and fucked for me like perfect little whores."

How terrifying is a man who's a simp and knows that he's one? In three years of dating, I've transferred six million dollars to my girlfriend, Nadine Stark. I made sure every transaction was labeled as a willing gift. I know she only sees me as her personal ATM, but I still go along with it. We break up over something ridiculous. I'm a little late in transferring money to her once, and she screams at me to get lost over and over again. So I do. That's when Nadine loses it. She starts stalking and harassing me, and she spreads rumors about me. She claims I have an STD, that I've stolen her gold necklace worth 150 thousand dollars, and that I've abused her cat to death. In the end, I los

“Yeah, I get that. I tried to pick it up again during lockdown. Thought it would be a good way to kill time. Ended up realizing I’m pretty hopeless at it.” I manage a small smile. “Yeah. I know the feeling.” Mom brings out the first course, setting dishes on the table, and Simon immediately offers to help. Of course he does. My parents practically beam at him like he’s the goddamn second coming. I just poke at my food, keeping my head down. “So, Simon,” Dad starts, cutting into his steak. “What do you do for a living?” Simon swallows his bite, wiping his mouth before answering. “I’m in digital marketing. Mostly freelance. It’s been pretty good, actually. I like the flexibility.”