I was the poor kid from the wrong end of town, and she was the little rich girl who thought she was better than me.
Fuck her, I told my young heart. It wasn't like I'd go without. And I didn't. My bedroom became a revolving door.
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Years later and she's back in my small town.
Well, well, the little rich girl has become a luscious woman with curves I want to lick. Best part of all is she's in a jam and needs my help.
Sure, baby. Sure, I think I might have just the tool you need...