Thigh Gap

Lola Down
Lola Down
Nov 1 · 3 min read
Lola in Silhouette

Because of her trysts with Robert, Lola stopped fucking me for a while. I turned to my right-hand woman: Stoya. But Lola found out. Don’t ask me how. A woman’s sixth sense, I suppose. Lola told me I can have whatever I want, so long as I ask for it. But I’m too proud to ask. I’m used to being asked by her.

I went into the bedroom and I texted to Lo, who was in the living room, “Hello Stoya, It’s just you and me now.”

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Lola Down

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Just your average nymphomaniac next door. I love fan mail: downloladown@gmail.com

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