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🦋 🦋 #TBC_ #Inspired by Mean girls A/N : y'all should pray for Cheryl. Don't forget to share your thoughts on this.

And when she saw I’m already searching for her name on the site that she mentioned and then her Channel, profiles comes up, so does all of her provocative photos, and her video stream archives, on top of that the first picture that pop on my phone, were her profile picture, in that picture she was topless laying on the bed with her haired sprawled and she were covering nipple with both of her hand, on each gaps of her hand her flesh mounds were spilling all over, showing just how generous her chest was, and the lower parts of her body were only covered with a see through blankets. “...Oh….that is interesting picture…you..looks…beautiful in this…Ahem!..there…I follow you there…on both Gram an

Then both again, a barrage of vibrations slicing through the quiet intimacy. Tiana frowned, unlocking her screen. Notifications exploded. DMs, tags, alerts from gossip sites she'd followed absentmindedly. Her heart stuttered as she opened the first. A grainy photo from the Chueca club: her and Ryan on the dance floor, bodies fused, her head thrown back in laughter, his hands splayed low on her hips, fingers digging into the fabric of her dress. The headline screamed: "Ryan Lancaster's Mystery Woman? Billionaire Boss Spotted Getting Hot and Heavy in Madrid. Who Is She?"

I sat slowly, every nerve on edge. The girl, sitting so still it was unnerving, looked up from her lap. “I’m Tessa. I know this is awkward. But I blog for the campus column. It’s mostly fashion and pop culture pieces, but sometimes we get anonymous tips.” My hands curled into fists. She continued. “Earlier this morning, I received an email from an anonymous account. Not a long sentence, just a subject line that said: ‘You’ll want this.’ And inside... were images. And video clips.”

Girls like her often used the same name everywhere. Second, social media. I uploaded the screenshot to a reverse-image search engine I kept bookmarked for exactly this kind of thing. Results came back almost instantly: I*******m hits, tagged photos from the club two nights ago. Handle @DEvice—cute, real subtle. Profile private, but the profile pic matched. Bio: “Living my best life ✨ No DMs unless you’re interesting.” Follower count in the mid-five figures—micro-influencer territory. Probably sold promo codes for teeth whiteners and waist trainers.

But once I got past that, my eyes almost popped out of my head. There were dozens of lewd photos in here. None of them were fully nude, and she never did a bottomless pic, quite. But I'd gotten a lot of good peeks at her nipples, often merely partially concealed behind hands or hair or a translucent bra. Wide and pink-red and almost angry-looking. Her tan covered the whole thing - no bikini top in the tanning bed for her. Her ass did have tan lines, right along her panty line. But it looked like she'd come across a thong bikini earlier this spring that she really couldn't get enough shots off. She was at a pool somewhere, and it looked indoors. Maybe a hotel. It didn't stop her from struttin

I didn't know, hell, I didn't even know why I suddenly became a curious stalker! I clicked Tamara's username then her profile showed. Her exact name is Tamara Davis. I viewed her pictures. She, like Celyn, mostly focused on food and travel in her photography. There were pictures of her with her gang and pictures of her with her two best friends. I clicked a solo photo of her which was taken on some expensive-looking beach and she was only wearing a red two-piece bikini. The photo was taken just last year so it wasn’t that old, tho.

I grunt, “The idiots are American and they haven't decrypted the video language or we'd already be hanging from one of my father's torture chambers.” Junnev agrees, “If they did, they would've gone to Maxim and the council.” “What if they already went to Maxim and he's the one plotting this?” Malakai argues. My jaw tightens, “We'll find out at the party.” I G****e KMJ Gone Girls thinking a girl band will pop up instead I see social media accounts splashed with pictures and videos of three eighteen-year-old girls and in one of the images, one of the trio has little freckles splattered across her turnip nose and cheeks. Her gaze reminds me of a terrible past but her freckles make me enlarge th

I couldn't even say bye. I held my phone for a bit and stared at my laptop. A crazy idea just popped in my head. Why don't I ask Theresa and the girls for pictures? Those girls are crazy enough to share photos of their mirror pictures of their asses in thongs. It would be so crazy to be honest. We have a group chat for the girls. It's called 'Gen z sluts'. Not an ideal name but I'm not complaining. 'Girls! Share your sexiest photos for fifty bucks, I'm trying to deceive a sugar daddy.' I texted on the group chat with the water gun emoji.

he disconnected the call. Tess rubbed her temples out of stress and sighed. She called Caleb. "Tommorow,we have to sneak a bug into the Captain's office," she said silently. "Got it. When it's done, we'll see you at your house." She went on I*******m and went to Jason's profile. She scrolled through his feed and saw her pictures that he had been posting. She was surprised. It was full of her pictures. The ones she was aware of and the ones she weren't. Eighty percent of the pictures were unaware.