“My private life isn’t any of your business.” “But it is, Ken.” I backed her ass up against the wall near the foyer. “It was my business when you was sending me nudes and tell me you wanted me to plant babies in you. It was my business when you were begging me to put this dick on your tongue. Stop fucking playing with me, yo. You came here for what? Get forgiveness and blessings to move on… fuck all that shit. I wish you hell, Wench!” I hollered.