JESSIE
Jeremy and I have decided to put what happened last night behind us. Me springing my claws out like that, that was so embarrassing. Is that what is going to happen every time Jeremy and I do anything remotely sexual? God, I hope not because I'm horny as fuck right now and I want Jeremy to fuck my worries away.
Maybe later because I'm showing Jeremy around New Orleans. He has lived in New York all his life, hasn't really stepped foot out of the city. He's one of those pretentious New Yorkers who think New York is better than anywhere else.
I mean, New York is the best city in the United States, but New Orleans is on another level.
Jeremy and I are seated outside at a cafe, and I smile at him as he bobs his head to the jazz band, making it their mission to make everyone's day. That's the thing, if you're having a bad day, all you have to do is walk past the band and you'll forget why you were mad in the first place.
