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February 25 - March 4, 2025
“She sees you as a sucker that needs to be licked, Declan.
“Sometimes, I sit out here just to hear Dymon put Quinci through the wall so I can get off.”
Before I could reach her, she snatched up a tire iron and pointed it at my face, as if I didn’t have a double-barreled shotgun in my hand. “Which one do you think will have more impact?” I asked.
Every other month, he told me about a nice tourist family he met in the city with a son my age, to who he’d shown my picture. It only got worse after my best friend Greysen got married.
Women just want to feel wanted, loved, and lusted after. But most importantly, reassured.
It only took one time to get on Dymon’s bad side and he would never get over it.
Plus, women with old names are savages. Last Summer, I fucked a girl named Dottie and she took me down. I almost couldn’t keep up,” he said, laughing.
I am ready to get cracked… like an egg. Plowed… like a garden. Back broken… like Humpty. I don’t know what kind of video you’re going to get at 8:59, but whatever it is will be blamed on this wine.”
“Declan Danger, you are going to spoil me. Scalp rubs. Teary orgasms. Sleepy rides to bed and turn down service. I don’t know. I can’t take this.” “I’ll spoil the fuck out of you if you let me.”
Ella. The only response I have to yesterday is to treat you like the bad mf bitch you are. -Daddy.
“Ehh, I don’t know. I just didn’t think that I would be your type. I’m very flattered that you could see yourself liking me.”
“And for dinner tonight, wear something bright. You really look like you’re glowing when you’re in bright colors.” “And if I don’t?” I smirked. “I really don’t have a single thought past you doing what I asked of you.”
I zoomed the camera in some more. “Yes, plus I want to see your reaction.” “To what?” I rubbed my lips together. “When I tell you I’m in love with you.”
Elle, you can dart away from this table in tears letting her know her big Joker worked, or you could sit here and act like the bitch you know you are. You knew what the fuck was up from the beginning.
“We’re going to need another round of blunts.” “God said let there be weed…” She pulled another sack out of her pocket. “And here is weed.” “Bitch!” I snickered. “Now, where do I begin…”
“Long fucking way to say yes, I’m insecure. Fuck out of here, Professor X.”
“He’s one touch away from fertilizing my trees, Ella. Is that what you want? Yeah, you would like that, wouldn’t you?”