Sir pulled a butt plug from the bag. Candy had been eager to try anal penetration, but had never done so."Open your mouth, slut."Confused -- surely it...was meant to go in her arse? -- Candy hesitated, causing Sir to quickly slap her breasts with his hand, first right, then left."Ow!" Candy shrieked. Sir had slapped her harder than ever before. "Wha . . . "As quick as a flash, Sir grabbed Candy by the throat, leaning in so that his face was right next to hers."Shut up! Cunt is for fucking not. We were on our way back and when we got to the house Erin saw me and then she saw tiger and she yelled TIGER! The tiger started running on jumped on her and started licking her face. I said "What the hell Erin? You know this tiger?"Erin finally got up and said "I know this tiger I saw him and gave him some tuna the first time we meet and then I kept on feeding him. I went on another day and found out he wasn't there so I thought he ran off. I would've told you but I didn't know if he would come. In other words she’s suddenly started dressing sexy as hell and not for me. I’ve noticed and caught glimpses but she’s not flaunting it for me. But she is for someone, I’m sure. Shoot, I can’t hardly blame her and can’t really confront her – since just about my whole life with her is nothing but smoke and mirrors, and one big, long, motherfucking lie. So – what now, Kemosabe? That’s merely a hypothetical question I’m asking myself and how can I accuse her with ‘cheating’ given my own constant. His unimpressive chest rises and falls slowly. I recall getting ready to leave the party at Leanne’s house last night, ready to stumble the couple blocks to my bed, already out the front door and on the way home when Drew catches up to me with “Maddie, where you going?” As I turn around to face him, he’s already up to me and I lean into him and give him a hug as I mutter that it is time for me to turn in. After half-heartedly trying to change my mind, he offers to walk me home and I agree, it.
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