Summary: Another night out partying, another night you (the listener) drink too much and need to be driven home.
Luckily your very kind friend (the speaker) is there to look after you.
He'll make sure you get home safe and into your own bed to drift off to sleep. He's always there to help, and never asks for a thing in return because he's such a nice guy.
Though... isn't it a coincidence you only ever get black-out drunk when he's around?
And why do you always wake up feeling sore? And why have some of your panties been going missing?
Stop thinking so much and fall asleep already, ~~bitch~~ hun.
and a little
SCRIPT-FILL by u/anonelin found HERE -
at first by the end
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A woman finds herself rushing to a bookshop at the behest of her blackmailer. It doesn't make sense to her why she needs to find this book, but she does what she needs to do or else her dirty secrets will be exposed. The friendly shopkeep finds her and assists her with her quest, and for the moment, while she may be apprehensive towards him, everything seems fine. She's one step closer to her freedom, at least, that's what she thinks. Turns out, the shopkeep is a co-conspirator himself.
Intimacy Practice
Hollywood's favorite nepotism baby actually has good work ethic and some serious talent -- when he isn't riddled with nerves, that is. Eager to please but uncomfortable with the more physical side of his character's womanizing, you decide to help your nervous costar loosen up.
"Have all those other guys actually made you cum?
I know what a good actress you are."
