Do you get fucked, or run?
Run!
What the fuck am I doing?! I can’t get stuck like this!
You kick back with your legs, shoving off of Alex’s chest and scrambling out of his reach. You stumble, tripping over your panties as they slide down your legs. You leave them, running toward the front door. He shouts after you, but you’re too focused to hear what he says as you slam the door open and sprint outside… in nothing but a skimpy bra.
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