15. Jessica
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Jessica
A s I follow Watcher back to the rink, I can still feel a bit of him and Jeremy on my legs despite the shower. It’s a fucking hot feeling to have two men at once. I want it again. But I also want more. I want to add another guy. I want to own three. Will Watcher allow it? I believe so. I believe that’s what he wants.
I have just the man in mind. I’ve thought about him all day long. Watcher can make it happen if he’s agreeable to the man I want. The man will say no at first. I expect that. Watcher will make him change his mind.
We pull into the rink parking lot, and I see the bike sitting all by itself. My bike, the chrome gleaning, the purple deep, the flames shimmering. I can't wait to ride it. Can’t wait to feel that leather seat between my legs. Jessica is gone. Hellcat has pulled into the parking lot. This is my time. Time to take what’s mine and leave people like the wicked stepmother in my dust.
I was a brat before meeting Watcher. I’m not a brat any longer. I’m about to become the badest motherfucker in all of Memphis.