My Bestie’s Dad Likes Me Wet
All they saw was a girl dumb enough to compromise their system with her horny little hobbies.
“Call for the instant removal of Miss Nova Hart from the organization,” one of the stone men declared, voice stripped of sympathy.
Removal. As in fired. As in internship gone?. As in my future, the degree, the course, the scholarship, the plans — all of it circling the drain in real time.
“Supported.”
“Agree.”
“Seconded.”
One after another, the men voiced their execution votes, not even sparing me a glance. My lips trembled, my throat tightened, tears itched at my eyes. I fought to keep them back, because if I cried now, I knew I’d be done for.