Layla’s pov

“Okay, so I think I’ve found out a way to approach him….” Tiffany drawled unsurely.

I pushed the handful of fries into my mouth and chewed.” Well let’s hear it,” I said while chewing.

Tiffany cringes, glaring at my mouth. “You’re so gross,”

I rolled my eyes, pushing more fries into my mouth. “Youre gross,” I said back to her.

She sighs loudly in annoyance before speaking. ” Maybe you should walk up to him after practice and just tell him you want him to fuck your brains out,” She shrugged.

I nearly choked on the fries. I didn’t know if to take her seriously or not. But the look on her face showed she was indeed serious.

“Have you lost some brain cells Tif?” I asked and worriedly reach over and place the back of my hand on her forehead. “Are you feeling well?”

Tiffany swats at my hand. “I’m feeling perfectly fine. Anyway, it was just a suggestion.” She pouts, shoulders dropping.

“No offense Tif, but your suggestion sucks a butt. I can’t just walk up to a guy like that and ask him to…you know.” I muttered embarrassingly. The more I think about the idea the more I felt stupid for even thinking I can just ask this of

Tyler.

Tiffany shrugs, her chin falling on her open palm as she blows out a heavy breath.” Well I have no other suggestions. But you need to act quickly. The earlier you get this done the earlier you can get back to writing again. You have a raging fan base and I don’t think they’re patient,”

I sighed. “Don’t you think I know that? I just hope this will all be worth it,” I grumble not feeling hungry anymore the more I think about what I was planning to do. Well the lack of plan I mean.

“It will be. You’ll come out of this as a new experienced woman!” She giggles. I rolled my eyes and fought off a smile. She was probably right, what could go wrong? It’s just sex with no feelings attached. Sounds absolutely perfect.

I do just to be the best erotica writer

buzzed and I quickly looked down to see that I had more than a hundred notifications. The readers were

hurry up if I didn’t want to lose them. They were my life and it would suck a donkey’s butt if they decided that I wasn’t worth investing their time

removing my gaze from the phone to push more fries into my

need to come up with a

sometimes, they take pity on you and give you exactly

honestly don’t know which

shouldn’t have eaten those fries. They were really oily and

I feel nauseated.

am in math class, my stomach twisting and my skin shining with sweat. I stared at Mr. Lewis, not able to focus on what was coming

something wrong?” Tiffany whispered,

Lewis would excuse me. hils beady ayes pinned down on me with irritation for stopping

I squirm under their

I’m not feeling well.” I rushed out, praying that the vomit

contemplating before

Tiffany asked in concern as I

next class. ” I whispered and rushed out of there like my ass was lit on

were empty as I scurried to the girls’ bathroom, the vomit literally already rising in my throat as I opened

empty or

gagging and throwing the door

to the thighs, bare bottom, cheerleading skirt hunched up to the

find myself staring at green eyes belonging to none other than Tyler

was currently fucking,

Crawford. Karen’s best

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