I cut my eyes at him. “You have one more time to come for me today, Mr. Newsome.” A hint of lust danced in his eyes, and I was almost sure I could guess the nasty words that he wanted to shoot back but instead he said, “Until you call me baby, get used to it.” I covered my face with my hands. “Oh my god, let it go, loser.” In a matter of seconds, his arms had slid under me and scooped me up. “JUICE!” I screeched as he held me out over the water. “Say baby!” he threatened. “Noooooo,” I said, through giggles and a smidge of fear. Juice was not above dropping my ass into the water. “SAY BABY!” He
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