**Soooo this is technically a second part to** [**this story**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jcm6q9/daddy_issues_mf_teen_barely_legal_rough_blowjob/)**, but you could probably read this without having to read the first part, though I’d love it if you did go read my other stories :D Btw this story is very rough and could be bordering on rape, but seeing is it’s mostly consensual I didn’t tag it rape… so be warned!**
**Again, Freya is based off of** [**Freya Allan**](https://www.reddit.com/r/FreyaAllan/top/?t=all) **because I think she’s super hot!**
**If you guys have any ideas for stories please send them my way, I’ll try and reply to all of you, but I am super busy this time of year…**
**Anyway, please enjoy the story!**
Sat on a leather sofa in the hotel lobby, she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, kept scratching at the stitching on the sofa’s arm, as if these repetitive actions would somehow help keep her nerves from engulfing her whole being.
They didn’t. In fact, they probably made her anxiety worse. She kept getting the occasional glance from a passer-by. A look of worry or confusion would cross their face, but they would carry on to wherever it was they had to be, not giving a second thought to the strange anxious girl in the hotel lobby. Freya didn’t like them looking at her. It was like they knew why she was here. Like they knew what she was and were judging her for it.