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ckey steps out from the

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ile away and know without a doubt that he

ight about

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a difference. My pay's still shit. I survive on tips, and la

skitter up and

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es like he's doing me a favor. "A man likes to see so

y. I'm too hungry for

er side of this door might

ed out here starving w

. "I'll keep that in mind. Now, can

s a little c

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me hurts-hea

't do

not do thi

y couple of weeks. Just give me a

I'm done with it. I've been warning you for a while now. You knew

my name. It makes m

stop slithering up

g you for a while

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is ruthlessly snuffing the last of the fight, the last

g if I

love of God, just gi

eing me up and down as though he'

know bette

to be a tempting piece of bait

ever nice f

ething out," he murmurs. Hi

s me and raises his hand. My eyes clamp shut in ho

ouch I'm expect

f loose hair that's come apart from the messy bun

er, in the weird

ntentions

never

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f nose hair in his engorged nostri

hen his tongue slashes d

free, little lady

fucking

ant from me?"

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inings,

make me happy. Then I might be able to

on of

efore I gi

," I lash at him. My fac

k at the rejection. "No?

s up with me in that moment. I c

d enough at

is shit when I

of a home, but st

ast. Without it, wh

this

nd the lights that never work and

all, fuck Mi

ings like that to me, who thinks he can dangle his nasty cock in

o

to

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us both by surprise. Mickey staggers backwards, hi

ll hell br

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d that fat piece of shit probably hasn'

f the side door and back out

unning and I d

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