Short Stories

Have you ever loved someone so much you couldn’t sleep? Couldn’t eat? Couldn’t stop thinking of her and yet, ironically, didn’t think of her whilst masturbating? What if I told you there’s a similar feeling with the same outcome but a very different source. Let me ask you this: Have you ever hated someone so much you couldn’t sleep?… This filthy smile you put on when you enter a room. It’s fake. Every time you decide not to wear a bra so your small, pointy breasts bounce up and down when you run down the stairs. Fake tits. Every hot day you wear that mini skirt which is just long enough to only give you an illusion of how your ass is shaped when you bend forward. You bitch. You manipulate people around you. Take Saskia for example. She sits next to you in school. Or Mark. He is just too young and too naive to realize that you’re just playing with him. The teachers like you because you’re witty and smart. You do your homework every day. You have a side job where you help...