I grip my hands around the waist of your panties & yoga pants and rip them down to the point where they are just below your ass and I can just see the top of your bald pussy. Expecting you to stop me any second, I forcefully move my hands up your sweater, feeling your soft skin. It’s smooth and sexy – like I remember it being. Right before I get to your chest I look up at you: "Why aren’t you stopping me?" To which you begin to reply about the end of your relationship