Pia Sluts Out For Extra Credit He was my professor. Tenured. Married. Devout. I wore my tightest crop top to office hours — no bra. My essay was late, but my intentions weren’t. I slid into the seat across from…
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He didn’t touch his wife anymore. Barely looked at her.But he kissed Clarabelle’s forehead every night. Sometimes her hands. Once — her shoulder. Mommy saw. Always. And so she planned. One night, she waited. Waited until the lights in Clarabelle’s…
Mommy never wanted her. She made it clear in little ways. A too-tight braid. A sigh when Clarabelle spilled juice. The way she’d sneer at her in the hallway and say, “You’re going to be nothing, just like your mother…
I had just finished brushing my teeth when my phone lit up. Her name glowed on the screen, and I smiled. Like clockwork, my little girl was calling for her nightly check-in — our bedtime ritual. I answered on the…
Pia Sluts Out For Extra Credit He was my professor. Tenured. Married. Devout. I wore my tightest crop top to office hours — no bra. My essay was late, but my intentions weren’t. I slid into the seat across from…
Ari – Slutty Gamer Girl Blog 🎮 Switch Out With Me Ari — Slutty Gamer Girl Hey, babe. Can you hear me through the headset? Good. Now put your controller down… or don’t. Either way, you’re gonna lose this round.…
He didn’t touch his wife anymore. Barely looked at her.But he kissed Clarabelle’s forehead every night. Sometimes her hands. Once — her shoulder. Mommy saw. Always. And so she planned. One night, she waited. Waited until the lights in Clarabelle’s…
Mommy never wanted her. She made it clear in little ways. A too-tight braid. A sigh when Clarabelle spilled juice. The way she’d sneer at her in the hallway and say, “You’re going to be nothing, just like your mother…
I had just finished brushing my teeth when my phone lit up. Her name glowed on the screen, and I smiled. Like clockwork, my little girl was calling for her nightly check-in — our bedtime ritual. I answered on the…