My back was against the wall listening to his every sweet word just waiting for me to fall in love with his sick ways.
It was a wicked phase, relaying plays of me pleasuring him but him never pleasuring me.
See I'm a pleaser and a firm believer in treating others the way I want to be treated, but with him that rule is always defeated.
excerpt from. Denaé's Farewell to Smiles
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