Chapter 44
ARLAN BARDOT
Would I be a creepy, sneaky and stupid bastard if I admitted that I was getting so turned on by the sight of a raging and angry Rae?
Yes?
Well, it could not be helped then. I was already a bastard, adding creepy, sneaky and stupid to the title did not seem like much because I was in fact getting a very weird boner just staring at her rage at me.
I did feel like a bastard for making her worry and unintentionally causing her so much emotional damage, but my body seemed to have sprouted a mind of its own and it was not in accord with my brain that felt sorry. Not at all.
What was it about Rae that always got me on edge? Her beauty? Her eyes? Her sultry - fuck me now - voice? Her legs that went on for days? Her boobs that I had been having wet dreams about for the past week? What her lips tasted like?
