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“So, Krissy,” Scott began, “what brings you to Scotland?” She shrugged. “Well...you kinda, uh, died? They said it was a suicide.” He nodded knowingly, sipping from his brackish espresso. “So it was...”“So what’s it like?” she pressed him. “What’s what like?”She threw her hands up in frustration, tipping over her cup of decaf. “Uh, death? C’mon, Scott. Snap out of it.” “Oh...right...death...” He downed the syrupy contents of his cup, scalding his throat in the process. He grimaced. “It’s a lot like life, except completely different.”She rolled her eyes. “Riiiiight...” “Don’t patronize me, bitch,” he found himself blurting out impulsively. Krissy had always brought out that impulsive side of him. That part of him he tried so HARD to harness.“Fuck you,” she fired back. She’d always had a dirty mouth. She was a dirty girl... “Ya! Well fuck you. You’re just a stupid bitch!”“Oh God,” she swooned. “I’m so HOT right now.” “Me too, baby,” he said, loosening his collar.“Fuck me, Scott. Fuck me right here, right now.” He looked around nervously. “But there’s people watching,” he said barely above a whisper.She narrowed her eyes and fixed him in a seductive stare. Licking her lips she added, “I know.” So much for conversation!Graphic sex in a public place ensued. Use your imaginations. Afterwards...
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