The Drunken Beauty Stumbles
To make my boyfriend look good, I deliberately wore a deep V-neck blouse that accentuated my full, rounded curves, revealing a deep cleavage.
Everyone in the bar was letting loose, and the intense atmosphere made something inside me itch with restlessness.
The men at the table kept sneaking glances at my chest.
Their heated gazes stirred something within me.
After a few drinks, everyone's behavior grew more unrestrained.
One of the men, I heard, was a lecturer from a nearby university. His name was Axel Keating.
He spoke bluntly. "Every single one of my female students is eager—practically lining up to have fun with me."
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