C H A S T I T Y
Year 2010
18 years old
Lachlan’s hands gripping my waist was a bit tighter before he released it and started to caress my waist up and down slowly, slower now. I tried not to put too much on it because but I did not really like how he was so close to me and holding me this way which was making me feel a bit too uncomfortable. “Don’t you know anything about personal space, genius?” I mocked him as I tried to push him off away from me but he was chuckling close to my ear and slowly releasing me. “And by the way, this is s****l harassment.”
“Harassment? Oh really? Then why are you still letting me hold you right now?” He leaned closer to my ear, “Hm?”
I slowly looked up at him as his height completely towering over me so I confidently responded while his green eyes glued
