“So… The whore decided to Показать up.” Sylvia snickered from behind you, over the noise of the party at Buck’s.

“And so did the bitch.” Ты thought to yourself, clenching your fist.

“Whaddya doing here, whore?” She says, taking a swig of her beer.

Ты turn to her, trying to remain calm. “I came here with my boyfriend.” Ты say cooly.

“You’re still forgetting he’s mine.”

“He dumped your sorry жопа, попка five months ago.” Ты snort.

“At least my жопа, попка is better looking than yours.” She huffs.

Ты stand up. “What was that.”

“My ass,” she smiles. “Is better looking than yours.”

“More guys have grabbed my butt tonight that you’ll ever have in your life!”

And she knocks flat in a tackle.

She starts pulling at your hair, clawing at your face, muttering things like “dirty whore” and “bitchy slut”.

And Ты fume. Ты knock her to the side so you’re on top. Ты slap her. “Don’t Ты talk bad about me again., Ты hear? Dally left Ты and decided to Переместить on to bigger and better things, with nicer asses than yours!”

Ты feel strong arms заворачивать, обертывание around your waist, pulling Ты off Sylvia.

“Hey, cool it.” His voice says in your ear.

Ты were all jazzed up, fights got Ты that way.

“She deserved it, the bitch.” Ты mutter.

“Babe, I gotta admit, that was hot.” He grins.

“Really?”

“Yeah, actually. A turn on.” He laughs, pushing Ты up against the wall, leaning in.

“Wait!” Ты say. He draws back, concerned with what Ты have to say.

“Is my жопа, попка better looking than hers?”

He smiles. “Yes, a lot better.” He says, reaching behind Ты and placing a hand on it.

And now leans in, to start off a wild night at Bucks.