It felt like I was in a cult. Chris was standing in front of us on a man-made stage with his magnificent throne, and since Caleb was busy with "I want to steal your boyfriend slut" I decided it was better to be alone because Sammy was taking care of Abby. That woman can hog a child I tell you, but I didn't mind because at least I have time to myself.
I stood at the back watching as Chris made his speech on how we were all a family, and how we needed to take care of one another and that’s what packs do blah blah blah. Yes, I know I'm self-centered, but I just hate crowds and people. Listening to him and watching those pink, plum lips go on and on, made me wonder how they taste like, how will those strong arms feel wrapped around my waist an-.....
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