A Visit to Your Ex
Him. My 'ex', from before I met you. Although, it never really ended between us. Every week, I'd meet up with him: have drinks, go out for a meal, and then, back to his place, to... oh, look at you! This is why you came, isn't it? Your hands are so wet... you're a real animal.
That's why you never did anything, isn't it? I know that you knew. What, you think I left my Facebook page open just by accident? No, I was just playing with you. I knew you would see those messages I'd sent to him, see him flirting with me, me flirting back, and you not even having the balls to bring it up.
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