Look at her now. Desi sex This is fucked up. But it doesn’t say where or how. And press the shock button down. Though her voice is weak and raspy, she still manages to hurl insults and profanities down at me. Splat Splat Splat! But a sound goes off in a different direction again almost immediately, giving her no time to rest or celebrate. I look back at Mindy. Dark nylons hugging tightly against plump thighs that jiggle from the torturous current flowing through her. Body glistening. All those classes, sitting next to her, daydreaming about this girl. (Jump Ropes, Floor is Lava, Pet Teachers)
Then read one or more Level 2 chapters in any order.
