Ricegum Girlfriends Novels & Stories

Ricochet wiggled his eyebrows at me. “Are you seriously expecting me to believe that?” I muttered, narrowing my eyes at him, completely forgetting that I was bawling my eyes out for no reason just a minute ago. “No,” he answered simply. “She dresses too formal, too… ‘lady-like.’ Just like her girlfriend. But she doesn’t like cocks.” He leaned in a little more, and lowered his voice. “She likes… you know. Cunts.” I gave him a flat look. “Wow. What a decent mouth you have.”

She had been bragging to her co-workers lately that her daughter was the prince of the entertainment industry's girlfriend, so when her co-workers, who had been ingratiating themselves to her so far, saw her packing her stuff, they came over to make sarcastic remarks at her. One of her co-workers that had been oppressed by her came over and said, "Oh, Catherine, your daughter is Lucas Gomez's girlfriend, right? Thank god. Even though you lost your job, you can still live off your daughter. But who knows how long that will last. I heard Lucas Gomez changes his girlfriend regularly. Unfortunately, being his girlfriend doesn't mean you get to marry into his family. Otherwise, he would have a ha

isn't that . “Kingkong," Lily interrupted with eyes almost bulging in disbelief. ”Wow, which girl is he with again?” Gadis smirked. “You guys are just finding out about Kingkong's behavior. He changes girlfriends how many times every year. Like his girlfriends are bought at discount bazaars, cheap and cheerful so they change clothes every day,” Gadis teased without feeling embarrassed. “Her name is Kayla if I guess right.” “Damn it!” Lily stared at Gadis in disbelief. “The real enemy. You know, her boyfriend's name is the enemy! The power of her stalker is crazy.”

"Do you have a girlfriend, Erick?" "Yes, her name is Isabella." Inspector Kumar nodded, smiling. "Erick, was there ever anything more between you and Gregory than friendship?" At first, I didn't understand what she meant, but then it hit me: "Hell, no! I'm straight." "And Gregory?" "Also. Definitely." I think of that vacation earlier this year. Inspector Kumar remained silent for a moment. Then she asked. "Erick, can you explain to me why Gregory calls you Ric$40? And why you're the only person whose number is stored on his cell phone?"

“Yes, it’s very hard to believe. You’ve never had a girlfriend in your adult life.” “Never?” Jessica questioned, trying to get Malcolm to grip her finger in his fist. “Depending on how you define girlfriend, I have dozens of them. Had,” he rectified. “The series of women you string along in every town aren’t girlfriends; they’re conquests,” Brian said. “Well, Reagan is my girlfriend. And she’s going on tour with us.” “How long have you known this chick?” Brian asked. “We met yesterday.” “And did you decide she was going on tour with us before or after you f**ked her?”

Ricky cleared his throat, an indication that he was awake and listening to her. "When I went there, I wasn't scared even though I was aware that he is a dangerous man. That night, I drove to the old manor and saw him, all disgustingly and shamelessly making out with girls younger than Chloe. So I walked over to him, past his sleazy bodyguards and hit him." Ricky gasped in surprise, a small smile of pride spreading on his lips. His girlfriend was a kickass, the type that didn't give a shit about anyone but served them in whatever way they had presented themselves.

Turning on my heel, I sauntered toward the exit, adding an extra sway to my stride to guarantee I remained burned into his memory. “Your boss might require some immediate assistance, you should head right in,” I told the secretary with a knowing wink as I passed her desk. He had just written me a check for a hundred thousand dollars. First things first: I needed to route half of this amount back home, masquerading as a generous gift from distant relatives. My name is Teyara Moon, and I am a Girlfriend for hire, I can be a wife, a girlfriend, a mother, a Godmother, a sex partner to whoever was paying for the role.

The figure that had stirred me earlier was now in my arms, making it impossible for me not to react. Ms. Johnston clearly felt it too. The flush had already spread from her face all the way to her ears. Biting her lower lip, she reached back and locked the storage room door. Then, she looked at me, her gaze flickering with uncertainty. "Let go of me. Do you know what this looks like? I'm your girlfriend's godmother." Despite her words, she didn't move away. Instead, she remained pressed tightly against me. That made my eyes light up. I didn't miss a chance to take advantage of the situation. "Ms. Johnston, I'm not trying to take advantage of you. In fact, I'm helping you. You looked pretty l

She said, "Ms. Webster, you may not know Jeremy, but I was once his fiance. I can tell you, he's not a good person." At the word "fiance", Skye, who had been expressionless the whole time, finally showed a hint of surprise as her eyes swept over Kayleigh.

The security guard looked at Roxanne as if she were some kind of clown, firing back, "You're Mr. Shaw's girlfriend? Then why are you engaged to another man?" It was a simple question that left everyone in the car feeling rather awkward. Maureen had to explain the situation to the security guard, only for him to roll his eyes at her. "That explains why Mr. Shaw sold the apartment and left. He doesn't want to be made a sucker." No one could respond to that.