High Voltage/Ignore Dan
From Create Your Own Story
"I don't think so," I said as I turned to walk away. I had no patience for this guy. I just wanted to mind my own business and try to figure out how to electrocute myself.
"You can't tease me like this," he said. I turned around to find him fixated on my ass. I quickened my pace and left the gym
I wanted to puke. It was disgusting to know what this guy wanted to do to me. Of course, I guess I already did that yesterday with Shawn, but that was an awful experience that I regretted and probably wouldn't have happened if Elianna didn't get me trashed. I glanced at my phone, it was time to get ready for work.
The common area was empty when I entered the suite. I went straight to my room and striped out of the exercise clothes. I needed to go to work, but I really needed a shower. I grabbed my shower caddy and headed across the hall, showering in record time. I reentered the room, removed my towel and went to the dresser.
The black panties from yesterday were the only simple pair in the drawer. Today I would need to embrace another pair. I grabbed a red and black pair and went over to the mirror to put them on. I still didn't feel like this body was my own, and watching myself get dressed in the mirror was exhilarating. I admired the nude body in the mirror and watched as she slowly pulled the red and black panties up her smooth legs. The lace waistband beckoned to be pulled back down, but I resisted.
The girl in the mirror folded her arms in front of her breasts, as if she was trying to hide from me, and coyly turned to the side. I saw the word "LOVE" printed in all capital letters across her bottom. She bent at the hips, spreading her legs slightly, and I imagined how good it would feel to have something slide between them. My hand descended on my pussy and stroked it broadly. My frustration from last night resurfaced. I wanted it badly, but a glance at the clock reminded me I had places I needed to be.
I quickly put on a bra and the black scoop-neck shirt. My cleavage was on display, which would probably help my tips for the evening. I pulled on another pair of jeans, shoes, and grabbed my keys. It was time to go to work.
Should I:
