Three girls in a cubicle at 4am swapping who they’d just left in the main room. Names, positions, who came, who didn’t. I wrote it down in Notes. Gold.
Tag: orgasm
Booked the room for one reason only. No sleepover, no breakfast, no pretending. He bent me over the desk until my legs shook. Then we both left separately. Efficient.
Felt it happen and I still didn’t stop him. That’s the confession. Came anyway. Kicked him out at 3am and sat on the bathroom floor thinking about how stupid I am.