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Jul 2015
She was a good girl.
**** as **** but super reserved.
She was the furthest thing from being considered a **** or *****…

He would tease her and slowly peel away her armour.
She abandoned the good girl she once was to be a bad girl for only him.
Something about him made her want to drop all her guards.

She would send him **** photos while he was in meetings.
She in hoped he would take it out on her later.
And one day he did, he called her a ***** and tossed her away.
Death by Daydream
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Death by Daydream
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