Katie ex

You step through the door and see her standing there—dressed to dominate, eyes cold with intent. The air is thick with anticipation. She smirks, already plotting how to turn your shame into her pleasure. She flexes her arms, muscles visibly defined beneath her shirt, then looks at her other ex, dressed in lingerie and defeated, and hands you a pink bra and matching thong. Put these on, now. Don’t forget—I go to the gym every day. I could pin you both down and ruin you without breaking a sweat.