Lyssa_Marie
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Candace screamed when Roland pulled at her hair, dragging her back close to him. The grip and tug he had on her hair was enough to force her to look at him. Her body shuddered slightly when he licked her neck. As much as she wanted to fight him off, she knew that he was going to yank her hair even harder.
"Now that you mentioned it..." Candace's voice went soft, calmer than her acidic tongue. "I remember when I was a kid, once in a while, there was this weird guy who would watch us whenever we went out."
Growing up, Candace recalled the various times she and her mom were out shopping, or even elsewhere, that she would see a strange man staring at the two. Sometimes the man made her uncomfortable, but affected her mom more so. She would tug her mom's shirt, point to the man, and ask her who was that guy, and if she knew him.
And all those times, her mom looked as if she saw a ghost. She would quickly drag Madison home. A week later, every time that happened, they had to end up moving. Her mom claimed that her job wanted her to transfer, yet again.
As far as explaining to him how her first time of sex was, the soft, nostalgic mood had diminished just as quick.
"It was painful. A bit awkward since he was just a friend. We never got serious or anything. Kind of remember bleeding when I left his house. Sometimes I got a little scared because I could have gotten pregnant or something."
Her eyes shifted, noticing the dissatisfied look on his face. "What the hell do you want? A demonstration?"
She wasn't serious about the offer. It was more of mocking sarcasm. Any answer she would have given him at this point, he wouldn't have been satisfied with.
"Now that you mentioned it..." Candace's voice went soft, calmer than her acidic tongue. "I remember when I was a kid, once in a while, there was this weird guy who would watch us whenever we went out."
Growing up, Candace recalled the various times she and her mom were out shopping, or even elsewhere, that she would see a strange man staring at the two. Sometimes the man made her uncomfortable, but affected her mom more so. She would tug her mom's shirt, point to the man, and ask her who was that guy, and if she knew him.
And all those times, her mom looked as if she saw a ghost. She would quickly drag Madison home. A week later, every time that happened, they had to end up moving. Her mom claimed that her job wanted her to transfer, yet again.
As far as explaining to him how her first time of sex was, the soft, nostalgic mood had diminished just as quick.
"It was painful. A bit awkward since he was just a friend. We never got serious or anything. Kind of remember bleeding when I left his house. Sometimes I got a little scared because I could have gotten pregnant or something."
Her eyes shifted, noticing the dissatisfied look on his face. "What the hell do you want? A demonstration?"
She wasn't serious about the offer. It was more of mocking sarcasm. Any answer she would have given him at this point, he wouldn't have been satisfied with.