I could kill myself for not wearing panties today. It’s not because I had a date with Jerry or anything; it’s just literally because I was doing laundry and it didn’t finish before I had to go to work. But now, Gunsyn is going to think I was planning on giving it up tonight.
“Maybe you are not so innocent after all,” he says, his voice suddenly lower and more threatening. “What kind of good girl virgin goes out without panties on?”
He moves in on me, so close I can feel his body heat. Gunsyn is an alpha in every sense of the word. Jerry is so far on the other end of the spectrum that “beta” wouldn’t even cover it. We’d have to invent a new term for guys like him. I can’t even understand how the two of them could exist in the same universe. I’m pretty sure that if Jerry tried this on me,
