Recreating an angry spiteful hookup a decade later.

Ten years ago, we hooked up. I was motivated in part by spite for her brother who snitched on my delinquent @ss. (I’ve changed my ways-well, some). She was cucking her bf who didn’t “know what rough or hard meant”. When we encountered each other by chance I started trying to spit some high minded yoga teacher guy game and she was all business as usual brushing that off and adjusting her cleavage and brushing over the crotch of my jeans as she slid closer. The dialogue just before this track went something like: “Tell me the story of when you bounced my huge titties all over your parents basement for the first time, tell it well enough to make me want to do it again and that’s what we’ll do.” “Hard to argue with such a straight forward proposition.” “Make sure to remind me it would be pointless to try to get away, I need to be reminded often.” “Growls”.