Beauty In The Boy's Dorm
I mustered the strength, defeating the erotic thoughts in my head, as I shoved him away.
“Stop freaking touching!” I growled, biting my tongue as I struggled to finish the sentence because he was messing with my head. “Yes, I am girl.”
“You don’t want to get on my bad side,” He grinned shamelessly, “I am the only one who knows your secret, shouldn’t you try to keep me shut? One word from me, and you would be out of this school. Worse, you would be in juvie, and or your parents would be punished also.”