I feel someone's arms slither around my waist, "I like the way your hips move," A male voice whispers in my ear.
"But they would look better moving on top of me." He continues traveling his hands down to my hips.
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If I were a grape would I wanna be purple or green?
I shrug popping a grape into my mouth.
They both taste the same. I honestly don't know the difference besides the color.
I should buy a cat.
I groan as I get up from the kitchen stool. "I'm bored." I mumble walking to my couch.
Did I just get up and sit back down somewhere else? Yes, indeed I did.
Today at work was stressful. Enrico wouldn't stop worrying about Sinister.
Ever since Sinister attacked for the third time last week, Enrico has been upgrading our security system and getting double the amount of guards we already have.
I always viewed Enrico as a father figure.
He was always there for me.
I chuckle remembering the time I told him the garage was on fire.
It was the only way I could get him to the garage.
So that way, I could surprise him with a new car.
I know what you're thinking, isn't he your boss and a millionaire, couldn't he buy his own car?
Well, he would always drive an old car, and it was hurting my eyes.
He needed an upgrade. Old people tend to like old things. I was doing him a favor.
I feel my phone vibrate underneath me making me reach for it.
