Dont Let Me Go
Clubbing
Ailey you ready to go? I asked
We were going clubbing . I are wearing clothes that shows off your boobs and butt. I did go clubbing very often, so was a bit pumped.
I hold onto My sparkly clutch once the cab pulls up to the busy club. I stepped out of the cab clumsily with My platforms. I walked to the club with Ailey as she shows the bouncer My ID. The buff bouncer flashes me a smile, aware of the fact that I was Trump’s daughter.
The club is completely packed with people. It smells like alcohol, smoke, sweat, and sex. There were girls with such little clothing that they could’ve just as well gone naked. But this is what I had gotten used “I’ll get us some drinks.” Ailey says, heading towards the bar. I felt lost in the crowd of people, and the music was overpowering. This feeling is what I had loved eapecially after being told you were getting married soon an arranged marriage
Soon aiely returned with the drinks I had had a couple rounds and felt numb
“Wanna dance?” A guys asked me, taking you by the hand. I nod, and was swallowed into the huge crowd of people. I danced with him, one hand holding my drink, the other in the air. He is completely focused on you and only you.But you didn’t care as usual
Can we go somewhere more private he whispers
No im good for now you say not in da mood
“Oh, I hear a bit of an accent. A British girl. That turns me on, baby... I heard dem Brits give greats jobs down there, you know. Why don’t you show me what that booty can do?”
I was pissed at his words.
“Get away from me, you dick!” I said, throwing your drink on him. This made him extremely angry. Instead of hitting you, he started hitting my butt and grinding against me. I tried to push away, but he kept touching me. He even tried to lick my boobs.
“Get the FUCK away from me!” I screamed.
“HEY, HANDS OFF HER!” I heard someone scream.Not ailey but a guy
They get into a fight, and I tried to stop them. Eventually, they stop fighting.
“We’re leaving.” The guy said with anger. He grabs you by the wrist and dragged me out of the club.
You walk in silence until I could hear each other over the booming music.
“What the hell were you thinking, letting that guy grind against you?” He asked, his grasp tighter.
“What the hell! I tried to stop him, but he wouldn’t leave me alone!And I don’t even know you?”
Anyone with a brain could see how angry he was. He was now walking ahead of me, rushing to get to the limousine. “Stop.” I said, making him turn around. “I can make it up to you.” You say, teasing him. You pull your brastrap onto your shoulder, hinting him.
“You’re so fucking sexy.” He says, looking at you, licking his lips.
We were going clubbing . I are wearing clothes that shows off your boobs and butt. I did go clubbing very often, so was a bit pumped.
I hold onto My sparkly clutch once the cab pulls up to the busy club. I stepped out of the cab clumsily with My platforms. I walked to the club with Ailey as she shows the bouncer My ID. The buff bouncer flashes me a smile, aware of the fact that I was Trump’s daughter.
The club is completely packed with people. It smells like alcohol, smoke, sweat, and sex. There were girls with such little clothing that they could’ve just as well gone naked. But this is what I had gotten used “I’ll get us some drinks.” Ailey says, heading towards the bar. I felt lost in the crowd of people, and the music was overpowering. This feeling is what I had loved eapecially after being told you were getting married soon an arranged marriage
Soon aiely returned with the drinks I had had a couple rounds and felt numb
“Wanna dance?” A guys asked me, taking you by the hand. I nod, and was swallowed into the huge crowd of people. I danced with him, one hand holding my drink, the other in the air. He is completely focused on you and only you.But you didn’t care as usual
Can we go somewhere more private he whispers
No im good for now you say not in da mood
“Oh, I hear a bit of an accent. A British girl. That turns me on, baby... I heard dem Brits give greats jobs down there, you know. Why don’t you show me what that booty can do?”
I was pissed at his words.
“Get away from me, you dick!” I said, throwing your drink on him. This made him extremely angry. Instead of hitting you, he started hitting my butt and grinding against me. I tried to push away, but he kept touching me. He even tried to lick my boobs.
“Get the FUCK away from me!” I screamed.
“HEY, HANDS OFF HER!” I heard someone scream.Not ailey but a guy
They get into a fight, and I tried to stop them. Eventually, they stop fighting.
“We’re leaving.” The guy said with anger. He grabs you by the wrist and dragged me out of the club.
You walk in silence until I could hear each other over the booming music.
“What the hell were you thinking, letting that guy grind against you?” He asked, his grasp tighter.
“What the hell! I tried to stop him, but he wouldn’t leave me alone!And I don’t even know you?”
Anyone with a brain could see how angry he was. He was now walking ahead of me, rushing to get to the limousine. “Stop.” I said, making him turn around. “I can make it up to you.” You say, teasing him. You pull your brastrap onto your shoulder, hinting him.
“You’re so fucking sexy.” He says, looking at you, licking his lips.
Notes
Hey ma lovelies i know it sucks im just so busy with stuff im reakky ssoorrydont kill me :(
I love you
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7/30/13