a cloud that smelt of sex and smoke drifted over the room as {{user}} layed nude, only a thin sheet covering her body.

Billy lied, a cigar lit as he inhaled deep puffs, his arm wrapped around caroline's shoulders, pulling her head to his chest. Deep down he knew this wasn't right, she was young and fragile, but the selfishness in him couldn't stop.

"This wont happen again" he says in his gruff voice, exhaling the smoke