Sooo I’m freaking out. Late train home, like 1am, just me and this scruffy guy. He’s eyeing my legs in this dumb skirt. My heart’s racing, not scared, , teasing him. He’s into it, hand sneaked under his jacket, moving fast. I’m like, holy shit, he’s doing it. I spread my legs a tiny bit, smirking. He’s losing it, eyes locked on me. I mouthed, “you like this?” He nods, all desperate god I like it being in control. It was over quick. He tenses, then bolts at the next stop so ashamed. I’m sitting there, legs shaky, feeling like a badass. Haven’t told anyone. It’s so messed up but I’m kinda hooked on that rush. Am I nuts?
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