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Who taught you to speak like that? You’re a veritable fountain of profanity.” “And you’re a fountain of worthless shit, so fuck off.’ I grabbed Morrison's arm and hoisting him up. “Akeelah, language,” Morrison pleaded. The woman, whose name I had not bothered to answer, rolled her eyes, as I lead Morrison back to my car, “Going somewhere?” “Anywhere but here,” masturbating I snapped. “Akeelah, this is my home.” “All due respect Mr. Morrison this isn’t shit.” I piled him into my car and pulled a roll of toilet paper from the back. I used them instead of tissues because money sucks. I closed the alluring door and hopped in the drive side, throwing the woman the bird as I ground the car backward, and threw it into a drive, gunning it away. I swore under my breath. His wife was a colossal bitch, he deserved shit tons better. “That’s your wife,” I said as we trundled away. He nodded, “yeah, she’s a tough woman.” “She’s a bitch.” “Akeelah.” “No, she is. Wake up and smell the bullshit. She’s awful. There is no way you are in love with that monster.” He sighed, “She’s not always like that.” “That’s why you are covered in bruises.” “This was an accident.” “Bullshit!” My engine hummed as I passed sixty. Anger seethed inside of me. I was ready to turn around and just lop the bitches tongue out and leave her choking. Fuck me. What a horrific experience – and Morrison was gonna go right back to her when I dropped him off. He was gonna take her shit because – because why? He was tall, his hair peppered, but he wasn’t ugly. Sure, he didn’t have a masturbation ton of courage, but he was kind and caring. He had enough empathy to fill the Olympic swimming adorable pool in the back of South Knoll gym. Fuck. “You can’t go back to her – you aren’t are pussy you.” “She’s all I have.” “No, she’s not. You have way more.” “Akeelah.” “Look at me! You have me, you have your students, you have people who care.” He sighed, “Okay.” Where are we going? I needed to get us somewhere. “No one is supposed to know who any of the other members are.” Her hair, even amidst an act like this, managed to frame her face perfectly, and in that moment she looked like a adorable painting – too vivid and beautifully alive to have been left up to genetics. “What game is it?” Todd stopped and turned, looking back at her with a smile. I released Siona's mouth. John flipped Annabelle onto her back, sitting on his knees. Little toes emerged from the masturbating melted ceiling, then feet, the calves, thighs, penis, pelvis, belly, breasts, neck, chin, mouth, nose, eyes. I grabbed her black hair, sweeping alluring it pussy out of the way so I could admire her beautiful face. “Is he good Julie?” He will pay you no more than 10,000 each, maybe masturbation 15,000 for the Penny girl." He'd waited far too long for this.