Taylor Swift

"You still job hunting?"

My roommate, Taylor Swift, was lounging on the outside patio.

Me and her had gotten along well all throughout high school, and because she was touring a lot more she appreciated having someone look over her house while she was away.

"Yeah," UI said. "But stage hypnosis isn't an eye-popping skill, you know?"

She smiled warmly. "I'm sure you'll find something eventually."

She stood up and went to the kitchen. I got an eyeful of her long legs. Legs I had always wanted to wrap around me as we fucked. But Taylor believed our relationship was purely platonic.

I then had a thought. It was a small thought, and I felt guilty for even having it. But what if I used my hypnosis powers on Taylor? She'd be down for it, she had always supported my career decision....