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just publicly slapped that cow.”
“I know and in all fairness she’s lucky it took this long, you should have done it years ago Dolly.”
“I won’t apologize, I may need to go out in disguise for a while around town to avoid the gossips, but I won’t apologize.” This I feel strongly about.
“You’ll need the disguise to avoid the autograph hunters. I’d suggest you go low key for a while, just to avoid the UFC promoters that will be looking for you. You could be the next big thing, they’re always looking for hot girls to get into that.” He pauses in contemplation, “I’ve got access to a lot of mud out back if you fancy really making a splash and trying your luck on the mud wrestling scene too.” At that I burst out laughing, he’s achieved what he wanted; he’s got me to calm down and have a giggle.
“Seriously, Dolls, everyone has a breaking point and you hit yours but you know how disappointed Barbara will be when she gets wind of this.”
“I know, damage control won’t help me this time, I’ll just take my verbal bollocking I suppose and hope for the best, but if the twins hear about what she was saying they won’t leave it alone until she pays. Those young studs won’t want this reputation damaging crap flying around about them. It could harm and limit the numbers of available girls in the still to do pool.”
We both know my younger brothers are studs. They’ve got the looks, they play football and can be an effective tag team on unsuspecting girls. I also wouldn’t put it past them to have been fully up in some sultry spit roast action in the past and I am hoping to God that Tits was not commenting from personal experience because one brother tapping that skank is vile enough. Then I remember that she will make the most of this with Jonas and God forbid he actually likes that woman, this episode will not make him happy.
“Pfftt, well that’s that then...” I mutter to myself.
“What Dolls?”
“Nothing, just having a little chat with myself.”
“Come on spill,” he says.
“Jonas is gonna be pissed, I’ve just walloped his bitch.”
He sniggers and has a funny look on his face but says no more as the door bell rings and Chris goes into the hall and shouts “Come in” to whoever is here. The next thing I hear is someone beat boxing the drum intro from one of the Rocky films, it then morphs into a female voice singing the eye of the tiger.
Neely.
I look at Chris and see he’s trying to hold back his laughter, he doesn’t manage it for long before a huge laugh erupts from him. My shoulders then start to shake too and I also start chuckling.
“Did you call her?”
“Yeah, when we were on the way here.” WOW, I really was stuck in my own head; I don’t remember him making that call as Neely comes to me and embraces me with a hug that tells me she wouldn’t be anywhere else right now. “She’s your ride back to town, I knew you wouldn’t want to miss your meeting with Oli and she’s going back to the same place.” He’s as thoughtful as ever.
“You really are wasting your talents by being a hook up guy whore. That kind of consideration would have ladies flocking to your door and dropping at your feet,” I reply. He ignores that comment and smiles shyly at Neely who sort of smiles just as awkwardly and blushes back.
“Dolly Deckster, do I need to ice your hand or get a mould made of it so we can display it in the town hall? Taking that skank down a few pegs is like a public service, we should allow the public to celebrate in some way, see the weapon and honor it.”
“Neely, don’t, I lost it, totally and utterly, I exploded. I’m still waiting for shame and feelings of remorse to hit me.”
“Don’t push it yet, the acting required for those kinds of emotions are a onetime thing...save that one time for the sheriff.”
“WHAT!” I shout and stand up.
“Well, she’s an evil spite filled super whore
“I know and in all fairness she’s lucky it took this long, you should have done it years ago Dolly.”
“I won’t apologize, I may need to go out in disguise for a while around town to avoid the gossips, but I won’t apologize.” This I feel strongly about.
“You’ll need the disguise to avoid the autograph hunters. I’d suggest you go low key for a while, just to avoid the UFC promoters that will be looking for you. You could be the next big thing, they’re always looking for hot girls to get into that.” He pauses in contemplation, “I’ve got access to a lot of mud out back if you fancy really making a splash and trying your luck on the mud wrestling scene too.” At that I burst out laughing, he’s achieved what he wanted; he’s got me to calm down and have a giggle.
“Seriously, Dolls, everyone has a breaking point and you hit yours but you know how disappointed Barbara will be when she gets wind of this.”
“I know, damage control won’t help me this time, I’ll just take my verbal bollocking I suppose and hope for the best, but if the twins hear about what she was saying they won’t leave it alone until she pays. Those young studs won’t want this reputation damaging crap flying around about them. It could harm and limit the numbers of available girls in the still to do pool.”
We both know my younger brothers are studs. They’ve got the looks, they play football and can be an effective tag team on unsuspecting girls. I also wouldn’t put it past them to have been fully up in some sultry spit roast action in the past and I am hoping to God that Tits was not commenting from personal experience because one brother tapping that skank is vile enough. Then I remember that she will make the most of this with Jonas and God forbid he actually likes that woman, this episode will not make him happy.
“Pfftt, well that’s that then...” I mutter to myself.
“What Dolls?”
“Nothing, just having a little chat with myself.”
“Come on spill,” he says.
“Jonas is gonna be pissed, I’ve just walloped his bitch.”
He sniggers and has a funny look on his face but says no more as the door bell rings and Chris goes into the hall and shouts “Come in” to whoever is here. The next thing I hear is someone beat boxing the drum intro from one of the Rocky films, it then morphs into a female voice singing the eye of the tiger.
Neely.
I look at Chris and see he’s trying to hold back his laughter, he doesn’t manage it for long before a huge laugh erupts from him. My shoulders then start to shake too and I also start chuckling.
“Did you call her?”
“Yeah, when we were on the way here.” WOW, I really was stuck in my own head; I don’t remember him making that call as Neely comes to me and embraces me with a hug that tells me she wouldn’t be anywhere else right now. “She’s your ride back to town, I knew you wouldn’t want to miss your meeting with Oli and she’s going back to the same place.” He’s as thoughtful as ever.
“You really are wasting your talents by being a hook up guy whore. That kind of consideration would have ladies flocking to your door and dropping at your feet,” I reply. He ignores that comment and smiles shyly at Neely who sort of smiles just as awkwardly and blushes back.
“Dolly Deckster, do I need to ice your hand or get a mould made of it so we can display it in the town hall? Taking that skank down a few pegs is like a public service, we should allow the public to celebrate in some way, see the weapon and honor it.”
“Neely, don’t, I lost it, totally and utterly, I exploded. I’m still waiting for shame and feelings of remorse to hit me.”
“Don’t push it yet, the acting required for those kinds of emotions are a onetime thing...save that one time for the sheriff.”
“WHAT!” I shout and stand up.
“Well, she’s an evil spite filled super whore
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