Jason has swept me off my feet in Paris.
And now his sons come calling.
I’m surrounded everywhere I go by the Maxwells.
I’ve given myself to Charles.
I’ve been defiled by Thomas.
And now I’ve done unspeakable things with Jason.
They’ve all had me together.
And they tell me that I need to choose.
Don’t they realize that I’m really bad at deciding?
All I can think about is each of them.
They haunt my dreams.
They supercharge my desires.
I want to feel their hands on my thighs.
Their tongues in my mouth.
Their breath on my neck.
I want to get on my knees before them.
To be the bad girl I know I am.
To please them.
As they please me.
They’ve had me separately.
But will they have me together?