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Chapter 22 by robyna

Run, fuck off or flirt?

Run away

You feel tears flooding from your eyes and you pick yourself up, turn and run away from her.

Is there something about you that makes girls go out of their way to humiliate you? Could you have done something in some past life that gave you a psychic 'kick me' sign?

Well, fuck it. At least you're getting away from her... for now, at least.

Still, are you going to run away from all the girls you meet? Shouldn't there be a way for you to change the dynamic, to make it so you're the one in control, to make it so they look at you with respect and desire instead of contempt and disgust?

Maybe, but you sure haven't found it yet.

After running a couple of minutes, you get a stitch in your side so you bend over, grab your knees, and suck in some oxygen.

Might as well get on with your day.

What's next?

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