Angel found no happiness in being the center of attention. Mature sex These men needed to be taught a lesson. +-+-+
Angel repeated the process, mindlessly. Mesmerized, and lost in his own thoughts. It was her birthday, and she shouldn’t be here, at work. Now Angel was twelve years older, more stubborn, more cold, more lifeless. She’s there every night. Angel found no happiness in being the center of attention. Birthday. It was a pathetic attempt at buying happiness that she herself couldn’t even comprehend. He had to ward them off; let them know she was his, and his alone. But it changed nonetheless. But to Angel, the darkness was suffocating. She preferred to blend in and go unnoticed, and on her ‘birthday’ she could do anything but. Obediently, and still only half awake, Angel sat, running her fingers through her hair. She found no pleasure in going to a spa, getting her nails and hair done, receiving gifts, the whole nine yards. Some spoke to one another, some pointed, but all
