Remember ME!?

Donnie Rock steps into the massage parlor and spots an inflatable mattress he hasn't seen before. His gaze lingers on the vinyl. Then Bridgette B walks in, clocking who he is. Her face stiffens. Donnie can feel the shift and offers an awkward hello. She forces a grin and pretends nothing's off, says they can start with a shower if he wants. Under that smile she's furious. Every scrub and squeeze in the shower feels like payback, but Donnie gets harder with each rough pull. It only pisses her off more. She keeps firing questions until he places her. The memory drops and Donnie flushes red. She strokes him slow, gets him right to the edge, then cuts him off. "Shower’s over," she says, and leads him back to the mattress for the NURU. She climbs on, grinding, pushing him around, yet Donnie starts talking—owning the kid he used to be, sounding nothing like that asshole from high school. Bridgette pauses, actually listens. The anger thaws. "Then prove it," she snaps, spreading wide. Donnie dives between her legs and eats like he’s earning forgiveness with every lick. She flips him, swallows his cock till he’s slick, stares straight into him while she drops down and sinks onto it. Now the real work begins.