Wicked Ride
“It’s strange… seeing her in normal clothing. By normal, she’s wearing a pair of white skinny jeans with black flats, a graphic t-shirt, and a black, blazer-type jacket. The clothing’s not overly expensive, but it is stylish, at least from what I can remember of my days immersed back in a life filled with style and culture.
I have to keep mentally barking at my dick to stay down—not that I didn’t need that same advice when she was dressed all virginally sweet in The Silo, but for some reason tonight… the way she looks like a normal, beautiful young woman makes her all the more attractive to my senses.
It makes me wish for something I hadn’t thought possible in my lonely existence.
I also know this is a fool’s quest, but I can’t fucking help myself from wanting to be around her when I can. I can’t even have the promise of fucking her after dinner tonight, but it just doesn’t seem to matter.
I’m helplessly drawn to her like a moth to flame.
A hummingbird to sugar water.
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