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Blue eyes darted to anywhere but s, it is said she was King Herod’s niece She demanded John the Baptist’s head for her birthday and danced the dance of seven veils She is a res All women are born sinners—some more than others—and we must be reminded constantly that we are the reason inal sin of Eve My name assures that people are always aware of this fact and that I never forget reat order of life”

What The Fuck?

She regurgitated that shit like it had been pounded into her brain, a rote speech Her eyes lost life, her voice dropped all feeling, and every part of her body tensed My fists clenched over and over, and I stared unseeing at her face, biting onabuse at the fker responsible for her spewing brainwashed shit at me

Rider had to be right She had to be fro shit robotically like that Hell, that’s nothing new in Texas Everyone still remembers Waco like it was yesterday, and there’s plenty of extreue and exorcizing demen, we know all of these cults, especially the Davidians My gra business the poor fkers lost when they all fried, courtesy of a few friendly shots froood ol’ ATF

Gramen control in Texas

As my vision snapped back to focus, I heard Salo her tiny body on the seat as she wrapped the excess e as she stared ata flinch of her shoulders and a subtle wince around her eyes

She thought I was gonna hurt her

I pushed up onna h-hurt you”

Her head hung in submission That just pissed me off more, and before I knew it, I yelled, “D-d-don’t b-bow to m-me L-l-l…” I paused, refocused on my words, and inhaled “Lift your f-f-fuckin’ head!” I rolled out in one long breath

On command, her head snapped up, coid body “Wh-what do you want of , face ashen, her palms now pressed flat to the floor

I barely heard her question, the blood rushing inout her soft tone in her prostrate position Her entire body was shaking in fear

Crouching to her height, I assured, “N-n-not you f-f-fuckin’ fl-fl-flinchin’ when I ood st-start” She tilted her head up, regardinga small, confused O

Rubbing h rab her and kiss the fkin’ life outta her, onna hurt a damn hair on her head But she weren’t like other bitches She was staring at ot pissed at her fkin’ shitty name

Reaching for the table, I grabbedherself with her aro kill someone; that’s how fkin’ incensed I was I pulled a shter fro back on the couch, e