Men have used many words to describe me. Calling me beautiful, sexy, amazing, and so on. It means nothing to me. I’m more than blonde hair and big tits. I’m rather hard. I take what I want, and I fuck who I want.
Men ask if I want to be their accomplice. Afraid not. Maybe if you’re worthy, you can be mine. Just what makes a man a worthy playmate? Looks, money, and certainly free to travel at my command.
The set-up? A quiet little town, where the young boys and girls are bored to tears. We rent a big house in the hills and become friendly with the locals. We tell the parents we’re doing hiring and the interviews are at our rented home.
The first few interviews were normal, nothing untoward. By the third day, I begin to spike the drinks. I pay off the parents who pretend they don’t know what’s going on, but oh trust me, they know!
Written By: Brianna
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