Page 84 of Bad for Me

My thighs squished over the tops of the elastic, but the tights had my legs looking long and shapely. I pulled down on the dress's hem, but it did nothing to cover my generous ass that peeked out the bottom. My tits weren’t any better—they spill over the square neckline.

Liv added a short habit over my head, and Harper handed me a wooden cross on a rope to finish it.Iadded red lipstick because I knew it made my lips look full and fuckable.

“Maybe she will like me if I pretend I’m holier than thou.”

Liv snickered, but I furrowed my brows together. It couldn’t be the religious aspect keeping her from me, but Matt. Or maybe she just thought I was a psycho after she realized I moved to another state just to be near her after we fucked three times in her fancy cabin.

“Where’s Aunt Annie tonight?” Liv distracted me from my intrusive thoughts.

“She picked up a private client who needed at home care in her home. She has severe dementia, so she needs someone to stay overnight with her, and it’s easy enough for mom because she basically just watches tv while she sleeps.”

My brain worked in overdrive, trying to figure out a way I could win Ava back.

I wassoclose, and I finally got her to admit she wanted me too.

I just wished she’d let me touch her. I never had the chance as Ambrosia OR Mary, and I longed to see her face fall apart as she came for me.

I shivered. I needed to see that.

For now, I’d get thoroughly hammered and take some dirty photos of me in this outfit and slip them into her bag at school.

“Harper has dirty secrets, too, Mary. You guys should be best friends with the number ofolderlovers you two have.”

Harper elbowed Liv in the ribs, giving her a look of daggers as Liv crossed her arms and mouthed ‘I’m sorry’ to her.

“Is Ava home tonight? Maybe we could go spy on her and Mr. Kelly—I heard they fight all the time.” Harper’s voice was melodic and sweet, like she wouldn’t even dare hurt an ant.

There was something going on between these two; I could tell by the way Liv’s eyes lingered on Harper's back as she walked away.

“No, she’s at that faculty party at the church.Of course.”

I raised the wine bottle to my lips, and Liv picked hers up off the table in our small dining room. Harper held up her wineglass for a refill, since she thought it was ‘tacky’ just drinking straight from the bottle. Liv filled her cup, holding her eyes as Harper tucked a stray curly hair behind her ear.

I may not know what the future held for Ava and me, but I knew one thing—I’d get sauced tonight.

***.

“Fuck this. I don’t want to take photos; I want toseeher!”

You could see the half-moons of my pink nipples that had escaped from the neckline of my nun costume. I laid on the couch in my living room, red thong displayed because the small dress had ridden up my thick thighs. I raised the wine bottle to my lips again, but it’s empty and I threw it on the chair beside the couch, getting up to find another one.

Mom had loads, but she didn’t drink.

More for me and my friends.

“Whoa, Mary, I think you’ve had enough babe…” Harper tried taking the wine opener from me, but I was taller than her, so it wasn’t hard for me to play keep away with it above her head.

“No…I’m just getting warmed up,Harper,”I slurred, and I hiccup and giggle as the buzz tickled my senses and warmed my body.

“I suggest…” Hiccupping again, my words slurred. “That we crashlittle missperfect’sprestigiousfaculty party.”

Liv and Harper exchanged glances, but Liv only shrugged, taking a sip from her wine bottle. She was probably just about as inebriated as I was.

I instantly went from rage to longing as soon as it’s decided that we’re going, ready or not.

I’d already fucked it all up, might as well go all the way with it—go out with a bang.

I couldn’t stay here any longer anyhow; It’d eat me alive just seeing her confident strides around campus. IF she even lingered a long look at any of those cheerleaders, I’d go absolutely feral. I had to leave her. It had to be over.

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