Don’t hold back on your envy, ask if Natasha remembered to ask for payment after her last fuck or did she forget again?
From Create Your Own Story
Your attempts at agonizing Natasha were in all meanings of the word, useless. She saw right through you and recognized that you were jealous. She calmly replied, “O how cute! You really envy me, don’t you, Sharon?” She wasn’t looking down on you from the balcony any more; she was looking down on your very existence.
