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''Today I wanted to have sex,'' he starts, a strange way to begin a conversation, but okay, thanks? ''Monik was there, beautiful in front of me, begging me to fuck her.'' Oh, he wasn't talking about me, what a gentleman, anyway. I keep my eyes fixed on the papers that came out of the printer, struggling not to look at him but I give in, he's staring at me. ''Why didn't you have sex with Monik?'' I whisper my question. ''Because of you.'' He gets closer and pulls me to him by the elbow, frustrated. ''I haven't been able to think of anything else but your body since last night.'' ''I'm sorry I ruined lunch breaks.'' I hiss, a bit annoyed. He's angry like it's really my fault! ''You're a drug,'' he spits. ''You're a bitch, and you have a terrible personality... but your body calls to me like a siren from the sea.'' (This is the English Version of my own work! Have fun!)
Who is this Asshole?
