open to: m/f/nb
based on: tenth bullet.
dinner with friends got more complicated the moment she walked through the door to see who her mother had invited. actually blaming her mother for inviting their friends for dinner wasn't reasonable. it was almost as unreasonable as finding the account on only fans had been and letting her fingers slide beneath the hem of her skirt rather than exiting the app. but she had, she'd watched the videos when she should've stopped and now she was stuck with them at dinner and oaklyn didn't know how she was getting through it. plastering a smile on her features she hung up her coat, "it's good to see you."












