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“As long as this particular slut is all mine, I’m happy.” He winks.

I laugh and swat his shoulder.

In response, he dips to fling me over one shoulder. I cry out as he stands, and kick my legs in feeble protest. But he’s already walking away from the park, toward our apartment building.

“Now, if you’re my slut, I believe that means I should have my way with you… Again.”

Those words send a spark of desire through me. I’m surprised to find that I’m already getting wet just thinking about what he’ll do to me tonight when we get back to the apartment.

“Promises, promises,” I repeat, and that earns me another spank, which sends shivers through me.

Okay, so one slutty photo may have nearly upended my life. But now that we have our privacy back, I have to admit, being slutty wasn’t such a bad idea. After all, it landed me right in the arms of the hottie I never noticed standing right in front of me…

THE END