Note: This story is fictional but is written for the exotic mind to enjoy.
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I just turned 21 and decided to go out drinking for the first time, well, legally anyway. I guess I had a few more than I should have as I got really drunk, and the walk home was long and difficult.
I remember stopping at the Laundromat and noticed that the only person inside was a girl that I recognized and despised. She was 18 or 19 years old now, but when she was younger she used to make comments about me, nasty ones.
I have changed over the last few years and have seen her a few times and she never recognized me. She was always flirting and acting as if she was better than everyone else. I wanted to make her pay for all the bad things she said about me years ago.
I walked in through the back door very quietly. There was a side room that the manager uses during the day and I knew where he hid the key. Without any noise, I opened the door and turned on the small light next to the couch.
I tripped the breaker for the lights in the front and made my move to grab Sally. She screamed as I pulled her from the darkness and into the room. I closed and locked the door.
She yelled as I moved towards her, telling her softly to do as I said and she would be ok. She eyes started to tear. I told her to take off her clothes and she refused.
I walked towards her, pulling on her short slutty skirt, tearing it from her waist. She had a small red thong on that barely covered her neatly trimmed pussy. My cock grew hard at the sight before me.