JESSIE
I've always wanted to know how it felt to f**k someone. Not in the way you’re probably thinking.
I don’t want to be the one getting f****d. I want to f**k.
I want to have a c**k, thick, hard, veined, leaking and push it inside someone until they’re gasping, clawing at me, begging for more. I don’t wish I was a man; I’m very comfortable in my sexuality, thank you.
I’m not gay either, but lately I’ve been pretty sure I’m bi, because the thought that keeps me up at night isn’t about being taken anymore.
It’s about taking.
And yeah… there’s someone in mind.
It is definitely not Kira Rhee.
Not the head cheerleader of Westview High, the prettiest girl in the entire school, the one with the glossy black hair, sharp jawline, long legs, and that permanent mean-girl smirk.
