Preview
Added 2017-12-28 02:00:00 +0000 UTC“You know the real reason why Madelaine slept with you, right?” she asked.
I think the lack of blood to my brain caught up with me then. “She accidentally saw my dick when I was saving her from drowning and she decided I was cheaper than buying from Bad Dragon?”
“Besides that,” Camila said, leaning forward. “It’s because I was interested in you. She just had to sleep with you first, just to prove she could. She doesn’t mean anything by it, it’s just this fucking competitive streak. She can’t stand that someone else is Betty, someone else is Veronica, and she’s Little Miss Twincest.”
“Twincest?” I asked.
“My point is,” she said, “I’m sure she didn’t mean to ruin anything between us. She just had to have a snitch of the cake. You can’t let yourself get hung up on it.”
“I’m not hung up on it,” I protested.
“So it would be a real shame if this great thing we have hit a brick wall just because Madelaine is such a cunt.”
“Hey now, I wouldn’t say she’s…”
“She threw herself at you,” Camila continued. “But I can throw myself at you way better than her.”
