man. i could really be putting my hands on some ass right now.
" Deal! " he takes her hand in his own, guiding her to his home. from where they were, it'd be about 15 minutes, so they wouldn't be outside for too long. his mind was racing with possibilities as to... how exactly she'd "thank" him.
" That so? " he responds with a smirk of his own. . . he's digging the dirty talk. " We can crash at my place. I got plenty of room and a nice comfy bed. "
" it IS a lil' bit annoying. once it gets in your head, it's like a little brain-worm. burrows into the recesses of your mind and it takes a lobotomy to get it out. " he doesn't pay the finger-licking any mind; in fact, he doesn't even notice it. he's done it himself, anyway, so why judge?
" Macarena's a classic; everyone knowin' it doesn't really make it boring. Hell, I could hit that with my eyes closed. " he remarks with a laugh, putting his chopsticks down as he'd just finished his last few pieces of teriyaki chicken. " that, and it's probably the most fun dance to memorize. "
little known fact : i'm into chubby girls. now it'll be a well-known fact!
" I dig dance music too! There's always a song that fits any mood... " he takes the chopsticks given by the waiter and starts working his way through the teriyaki order, making sure to finish chewing before talking again. " do you have any preferred dances you like to do? "
" Indie, yeah! That's the word I was looking for... " soon enough, their plates would be brought over to them. " it's not everyone's taste, honestly; makes it difficult to get up the ladder. "
" well. . . i'm not popular in the mainstream sense; i'm more in the underground scene, so it's more of a "local talent" kinda shtick. " he twiddles his thumbs together. . . " i'm a hip hop artist, but i'm also very good with managing my finances, so i have a pretty healthy savings account. "
“ this is a first, actually– you'd think i'd get flashed more often with how popular i am, buuut – ” he stops for a moment and looks back toward her... “ you're a special case. ”
“ you can order as much as you want, babes. it's on the house— or, specifically, on me. ” he leans forward and gives her a warm little smile of his own, before leaning back and browsing the menu. “ dessert'll be included, of course. we'll take it to-go. ”
i'd pay way more than twenty for a good look, honestly. but that's because i got that typa' money to spend! i might wanna see some cheeks, later, so i'll keep that price margin in mind... but let's enjoy some chicken teriyaki first.
dear diary: i got flashed today. best night ever. them titties were FAT
and i definitely won't complain about free tetas, either. especially not yours. ✨
naaaawwwwww... you don't HAVE to pay me back, really. you already flashed me, so i'll consider us even!
how's about we snag some teriyaki chicken tonight? i'll pay, of course!
chicken is a damn good food, yeah. i love any type of chicken, it don't matter how you prep it.
" bet, omw " a short response to her post, before he makes his way to campus. . . he had plans, but he wouldn't share them 'til he got there.
