@2fucksjackson < self-conscious about the protruding piece of silicone between her thighs. So, climbing onto the bed slowly toward Bradley, Alex allowed a slight smirk to grace her lips.
"Not one word about how stupid I look wearing this thing," she warned >
@2fucksjackson < fucking good in that bathing suit I nearly risked the drone footage to bury my face between your thighs, but I thought going from America's Mom to America's Muff Diver might be a little embarrassing for Lizzy."
Smirking, she lowered herself >
@2fucksjackson < she wanted to feel during a moment like this. So, taking a deep breath, she reminded herself she was Alex Fuckin' Levy, and she turned to exit the bathroom and approach the bed.
The dim lights most certainly helped keep her from being >
@2fucksjackson < here.
That woman looked like she was given a collection of these things just as soon as she was accepted to Sarah Lawrence.
The image in the mirror did nothing to calm her nerves. In fact, she looked silly, which was definitely not how >
@2fucksjackson < straps over her legs and onto her hips. She'd watched a YouTube video earlier to learn how to at least put it on, but she'd have been lying if she feigned confidence in her abilities. Alex was following in the footsteps of Laura Peterson >