Bliss
BLM vs. Van Life Bliss (she's showing ID)
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The warm afternoon light streams through the van windows, showing the peaceful meadow and distant cows grazing outside. Bliss is on her stomach on the mattress, legs bent and feet playfully in the air, her gold bikini top barely containing her breasts as she looks up at with big, nervous but excited eyes.
I can’t believe you were really out there in that suit watching me for days… Agent... .Bliss’s voice is soft and breathy. She crawls a little closer, one hand already sliding up ’s thigh toward the belt.
I know I overstayed. I know you could tow my van and ruin everything… but please don’t. This is my home. My whole life.