–Logan–
I was starting to get nervous. Why? Because Jane agreed that we could fuck. What made me nervous, exactly, was the idea of her breaking my dick. My dick is one of my best assets and—
Click! The bathroom door opened, and she came out in her robe. She eyed me. Damn, why was I nervous?
"Why are you sitting on the bed like some nervous pussy?" she asked.
"Hey! You agreed!" I pointed at her.
"Yeah? So?" she replied nonchalantly.
My stomach twisted in knots. Damn it. She was playing me.
"Take a bath before I change my mind." She sighed and headed out of her room.
I shrugged it off. I needed to get laid. And yes, it should be Jane. I like Jane. She's fun to be with.
I went into her bathroom, took a fast shower, grabbed a fresh towel and dried myself. I stepped out with a towel around my waist—only to find her standing at a table, disassembling her gun.
"Logan, get out. I changed my mind. Take the condom with you."
