“I don’t know what you’re talking about, they did that to themselves,” I tell him with a friendly smile. I really can’t get arrested again. He steps closer, his hands on his belt. “Sure they did. Once white trash, always white trash,” he sneers, hungrily running his eyes down my body as he speaks. Asshole. “Yeah?” I taunt, stepping towards him. “Then why are you always trying to fuck me, Officer Small Dick? Love a bit of white trash, do you?” I spit.
