Remember Me?

I’m that bad girl you knew, or heard about, back in school. The one who got tits before all the other girls. The girl no one dated, but everyone had. The girl whose name and number ended up on the locker room walls.

I’m still that same girl, just as easy and just as eager, but all grown up.

Now I’m the bad girl you hear about who works the morning and lunch shift at the diner and the night shift at the bar. The girl who lives in the trailer out back and is always up for a good fuck. The one who can be sweet talked into the backseat of a car or onto her knees in the alley behind the bar for a quick blow job. The one who still has a weakness for bad boys and a soft spot for married men.

I’m the trailer trash slut you go to when the women in your life turn you down, the one who never says no, who’ll do whatever you want. The girl who’ll do the stuff your wife or girlfriend thinks is nasty, whatever you have in mind won’t shock me and I’ve got a few ideas of my own.

Cum take a walk on the wrong side of the tracks for some bad girl fun.