A few days had passed since Mr Wishart had gave me the note with his mobile number, and I was still quite shocked by the message which accompanied it, saying he was going to make me his slut. I spent every waking minute since I received his number deleting it, then re-adding the same number. I just couldn't decide if I wanted to become his slut, his girl. The day slowly
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