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Nia have daddy issues....and they would say there's no cure for it. : : I raised my hand slightly, thinking she wouldn't see, but she did, as her hot hazel eyes fell on me. "Can I be a part of that class?" I gently inquired. My heart felt like an overworked machine because I didn't want to be booted out. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at me. Her jaw tensed, and her lips sneered. She walked gently toward me. "Are you desperate...?" She motioned with her hand. "Your name." "Uhm....ah..." Fuck I'd forgotten my name. Her brows dropped into a scowl. "Nia..." I stuttered as her Medusa glare stayed on me. "Are you desperate, Nia?" She asked the question again, but this time in a very calm tone, causing me to clamp my thighs tightly shut. "I am..." "You are?" She interfered before I could respond fully.
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