A Castle of Secrets
I didn’t get nearly as much attention as she did, but it didn’t bother me.
Men weren’t really on my radar.
“I’m that bad type, make your momma sad type, make your girlfriend mad type, might seduce your dad type,” Tessa shimmied her chest, her boobs nearly spilling from the top as she belted the lyrics, “You think your dad would fuck me? He’s kind of hottttttt.”
“Goddess, Tessa. No, my dad wouldn’t fuck you,” I mumbled, trying to force the image out of my brain, “You’ve scarred me.”
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