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I made Frank push the end of a round brush into his ass, testing his limits but quickly finding out that after all the pain he endured, he actually enjoyed it.

Now, if only I could get Riggs to do what I told him to.

In just a small gesture, by blocking me, he took control over me again.

I felt defeated at first, thinking that was it for us.

He’s had enough and didn’t wanna mess around with me anymore.

But if it weren’t for him inviting my family to have dinner at his place since his brother was back, I couldn’t stay angry for too long.

I would see him tonight, if he liked it or not, and he could count on me looking like a goddess tonight.

No way I would hold back from now on.

He upset me enough to get me to hate him, and this little game we were playing would soon be won by me.

I walked out of my closet wearing one of the new skirts I bought on Monday, with no underwear on.

A bra was unnecessary as well, as I was lucky enough that my tits held themselves up if the shirt I wore was tight enough.

Dad and Della would definitely tell me to change into something more appropriate for dinner, but this outfit felt good, and it would definitely make Riggs rethink blocking me.

My phone was upright and against my pillow on the bed, with Kennedy on the screen doing homework and waiting for me to show her tonight’s outfit.

“What do you think?” I asked, looking at myself in the tiny rectangle in the corner of the screen, then watching her reaction as she looked up from her book.

She frowned at first, then tilted her head and pulled the corners of her mouth down. “Even though that skirt is fairly short…you don’t look slutty at all.”

I looked down at myself, thinking slutty wasn’t what I was going for anyway.

“You look like you’re going to a business meeting, but will end up at a bar with every rich guy in this town,” she added.

Good.

“And I love that sweater. Turtlenecks look great on you.”

I smiled and adjusted my skirt on my waist. “Thanks. What about my shoes?” I asked, lifting my right foot to show her another pair of white sneakers with a little bit of a platform underneath.

“I like the whole school girl look. I’m sure Riggs will too.”

I sighed, suddenly feeling unsure about everything.

“Is that confidence lacking?” Kennedy asked with a raised brow and smug grin on her face. “Come on, Valley. He’s blocked you already, and that should actually be a good sign. What’s the worst thing that could happen?”

“Him strangling me but not in an act of breath play,” I muttered.

“You really think he’s that mad at you?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know himthatwell to know what he’s thinking. I just know how rough he can be. He didn’t hold back that night, but I do think he was taken aback a little by my own behavior.”

“Well, he won’t kill you, that I know. At least not with your parents around,” she joked.

I rolled my eyes and sat down on the bed, then grabbed the phone to hold it up in front of my face.

“I gotta go. I’ll let you know how it all went.”

“Okay, enjoy your night,” she said, smiling.

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