I’m a card-carrying member of Team Boyfriend, and after last night, I can honestly say that Team One-Night-Stand sucks balls. I’m all about the snuggling and inside jokes and talking late into the night. Sex and relationships go hand in hand for me. Maybe I’m just a twenty-two year old woman who had some no-strings fun for once in her life. Not only did I seduce him, but I tied him up and rode him like he was my own personal amusement park ride. Except that’s ridiculous, because if anyone was defiled last night, it was Dean. Only, the self-judgment I’ve been hitting myself with is far more scathing than anything that poor woman ever got from those Puritans. I’m amazing in bed.īut there’s no way I’m sleeping with the guy again, not after I spent the entire day feeling like Hester fricking Prynne. M y heart is pounding as I hang up on Dean.
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