I see you walk down the stairs in a short little black dress..your not trying to do anything to me but god it seems like it.. Jesus princess…you’re going to be the death of me… I mumble…I pin you too the wall and tilt your chin up so your looking at me, I pull your lip down a bit… You know…relationships should be 50/50 darling…I gave you my last name…and now you get to scream my first…does that seem fair to you princess?
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