Stop staring

Lisa's eyes shut open at the feel of a hand on her breast.

She exclaims in surprise… "what the fuck!" As she pulls up the sheet covering her naked body.

She can't believe she just threw herself at a man she barely knows. Something she's never done, this was so embarrassing yet disappointing.

The man by the side didn't make things better as he wrapped his arms around her, taking in her sweet sweetness.

She yelled, "get off me, jerk… how the fuck did I get here?". Derrick's face twists in displeasure at her tiny grumpy voice. He blinks at her, confused.

She grinds on her teeth, "stop staring… and get off me" she was rude and bossy.

Lisa is a proud type, even though she's wrong, she doesn't apologize.

Derrick pushes himself up, frowning.

She pushes a check to him," take and leave… that's more than enough pay for a night, so you better be grateful" she sneers.

Derrick stares at the check for a long time. Anger boils inside of him yet he chooses to stay.

" Thanks, I don't need it" he retu