But it wouldn’t have been this. “I think I’m setting a record for being misread.”
Desai chuckled. desi xxx One leg, then another wrapped around my waist and pulled her crotch into mine. I dropped back down in my chair, desperately trying not to spiral as fear, guilt, and loneliness clawed at me as I watched everyone else dancing, drinking, and laughing with each other. I wrapped my arm around Charity’s narrow waist, placing my hand on her firm, rounded ass, and hauled her off the ground. Then she pressed just slightly, catching my lip between hers. He stared at me for a long, unnerving moment, expression unreadable. You think I just stumbled into his wife’s vagina? I’d worked hard over the last month and a half, and it was nice to hear women as smoking hot as Charity and Chloe pay me genuine compliments—it made me feel desirable… powerful. Then it occurred to me… I had at least seven women living in my apartment along with me—God only
