***Shawn's POV.***
I breathed in, trying to control my anger. How could she talk about me in the manner she did?. Seeing her sitting before me even in her long dress turned me on greatly making me crave for her again. My mind wondered to last night when I took her. It felt amazing to be in her. Her wetness and tightness was nothing I had experienced before.
"Yeah maybe it's because you always slept with whores." My conscience suggested.
Even though I was drunk I remember vividly the feelings I had banging her. I had plans to have her again that morning so you can imagine what I felt when I woke up without her being in bed with me. I fumed with anger because, for the first time a w***e has disrespected me that way. Now listening to what she was saying I realized it was all my fault. If I
