“My mother…is going…to…disown…me!!!” I sat in the middle of boorish chaos fighting the urge to adopt the fetal position. My mouth dried out and making constant attempts at swallowing felt as though needles were traveling down my esophagus. My head was fixed straight as I tried to ignore the gyrating hips of the dark-haired dude [...]
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