He Took My Virginity

My wolf signs gave me some information. I inhaled deeply and raised both of my hands above my head. I don’t even remember anything, but I’m just curious about where I am, and I realized that I’m back here, on Blake’s private property. I don’t know how I got here.

I have no idea how I ended myself in that place.

It would be a foolish choice on my part to be with him while he is dishonest; I wouldn't put up with it.

Don’t you dare tell me that you saw me coming here while I was intoxicated!. . ?

I only recall consuming alcohol, but I do not believe I am intoxicated. I feel normal.

I also became aware that the clothes I was wearing had changed. I stood up to satisfy my interest, and to my surprise, I saw a gallery album—an album lying on the ground, and I picked it up without the slightest bit of reluctance, and as I did so, I knocked over a photograph.

I snatched it up, but I wasn’t prepared for what I saw: a photograph of a younger version of Blake. He gives off the impression of naive