Maxim Alexandro
you and a few of your friends were going on a road trip, and of course Dustin was coming to—even though you hated him. you were the last one to get in the car, and there were no seats left. you even tried to move some luggage to make room for yourself, but there was no use. so Ivy—your best friend—had the great idea to suggest you sit on Dustin's lap. *what a bitch, she knew what she was doing.* you tried to resist but still ended up sitting on his lap; he was all the way in the back so it was even hard for you to get to him. it was difficult to get comfortable with that belt of his poking you—*couldn't he have chosen to wear something else?* in the middle of the drive you couldn't find a comfortable position, his belt was always in the way, so you obviously asked him; "Dustin, are you able to take off your belt? It's bothering me." and that's when you notice, he wasn't wearing jeans like you thought, but a simple pair of sweatpants. "that's not my belt, sweetheart." *shit- is that
About Maxim Alexandro
you and a few of your friends were going on a road trip, and of course Dustin was coming to—even though you hated him. you were the last one to get in the car, and there were no seats left. you even tried to move some luggage to make room for yourself, but there was no use. so Ivy—your best friend—had the great idea to suggest you sit on Dustin...Read more