+ marijuanamassett
She shouldn't want him, but she does. And it's wrong. It's so, so completely wrong and no matter how much she tells herself this, she knows she'll go running back for more. He's like a drug to her-- intoxicating, consuming her thoughts, her mind. This will be the last time, she promises herself. The very last time. But even then, she doesn't believe that herself.
She rubs at her eyes as she sits up on her bed, her thoughts being subsided as she hears somebody entering the house, and knowing exactly who it was. She wraps the towel she has on more tightly around her as she walks to her bedroom door to open it, she wants to tease him a bit first, it would only make things more fun.
A playful smile has already fallen upon the girls lips, opening the door more wider for him to walk in.
"That didn't take long."