Chapter 33

I couldn't figure out why I was still out here wasting my time with the stupid bitch in front of me. Hell, I couldn't figure out why the fuck I'd decided to start messing with her in the first place. With one glance, I could tell she wasn't my type. That's only partly a lie I thought to myself as my gaze fluttered down to her tits that were visible through the criss cross top of her dress. I didn't usually go for blondes. My type was more dark haired dark eyed edgy chicks that spread their legs with a single heated look. Clearly not the case here. So why the fuck won't I just cut my losses and call titty up? I had no doubt she'd let me come over and fuck her tonight, but there was something in the back of my head telling me that a girl who did nothing but lay there and didn't...contribute at all while I did all the work wasn't going to be satisfying. No, not tonight at least. What I apparently wanted was this chick. I could tell she would be fucking wild in the sack. If on