D.M. Davis

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Staring up at the guy, Jesse pointed at me. “That’s my mommy. She doesn’t have one of those. She has ta-tas.” “What the fuck is happening?” One of three men standing in the shower room turned his body away from Jesse and looked over at me. “He’s going to lose an eye in here, sweetheart.”
Triple Play for the Single Mom
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