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skepticgirl_1) wrote2018-02-03 08:20 pm
skepticgirl_1) wrote2018-02-03 08:20 pm
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don't get comfortable don't be sensible
I have a sick feeling in my stomach. Like ate bad Chinese food sick to my stomach. Because Ben Beckman of all people has me cornered in an alleyway behind the malt shop.
"You gotta show me something."
"I told you I would pay," I insisted. I knew this argument would not go anywhere with Ben though. This was his m.o.: offer up a fake I.D. to a hot girl, volunteer a deep discount and then expect the exchange to be made along with a hook up. But I had underestimated him. Or myself? I thought I wouldn't be hot enough to earn this kind of attention from him, that I would just pay money. I had also thought that, were I hot enough, I could get away with a kiss or something. Apparently I wasn't quite right either way.
"That's not how this works. And you're not hot enough to get credit. Show me your tits."
This was so not what I had in mind.
I sighed, not having to play at being uncomfortable as my hands moved down to the hem of my shirt. Then I froze.
"Do you hear something?" Ben stiffened and looked to the mouth of the alleyway. Which gave me the opportunity to knee him in the balls. He was much taller than me though, and the shot wasn't clean. He stumbled back cursing but didn't fall and I booked it as fast as I could.
"You gotta show me something."
"I told you I would pay," I insisted. I knew this argument would not go anywhere with Ben though. This was his m.o.: offer up a fake I.D. to a hot girl, volunteer a deep discount and then expect the exchange to be made along with a hook up. But I had underestimated him. Or myself? I thought I wouldn't be hot enough to earn this kind of attention from him, that I would just pay money. I had also thought that, were I hot enough, I could get away with a kiss or something. Apparently I wasn't quite right either way.
"That's not how this works. And you're not hot enough to get credit. Show me your tits."
This was so not what I had in mind.
I sighed, not having to play at being uncomfortable as my hands moved down to the hem of my shirt. Then I froze.
"Do you hear something?" Ben stiffened and looked to the mouth of the alleyway. Which gave me the opportunity to knee him in the balls. He was much taller than me though, and the shot wasn't clean. He stumbled back cursing but didn't fall and I booked it as fast as I could.