I don't like it. Seriously. It's weird.
From Create Your Own Story
"Look, it's not easy saying no to that," you say, motioning with your hand to...well...all of her. "It isn't. But we have bigger concerns. What if your boyfriend wakes up?"
"So? Fuck him. I hate him." She says, as she reaches up behind herself to unfasten her bra.
"Stop," you say. "Don't. We cannot fucking do this right now. I'm serious."
"Why?" She asks, pausing for a moment.
You point to the door. "He might be out there waiting for us." You point to the window. "The storm. The power outage. The riots. The gunshots. The explosions. It's like World War 3 out there, and we need to be making plans to-"
"You need to fuck me..." she says quietly, eyes narrowing. "I...I am soooooo....hoooorny..." and her words slur a bit. "Hoooorny," she says again, her mouth opening wide a as she purses her lips around the o in the word, and you can see pustules on the inside of her lips and tongue.
You put up your hands and step back. "Stop," you say. "You're sick, you need help." But she unhooks the bra and let's it slip to the floor. For a moment, you're caught unaware. Her tits are magnificent. As you look up, she suddenly charges you.
