Not Because of The Gun
Hippie Sabotage- Devil Eyes B.B.: "Okay," I nod. He stops the car right in front of the house. A man in a black suit opens the door for me. I hesitate before I climb out because that little bit of information ticks me in the worst kind of way. What the f**k is his mother doing here? Alone. Snooping around my town. When Ro comes around he has my pizza and my Valentino overnight bag. I look down at my bag and laugh as I reach for my phone. "B.B.," he sighs. "Baby," Lucien answers breathlessly after a few rings. A few f*****g rings. Mr. Has been obsessed with me since we were kids let the phone ring a few times when he always answers right away. Even the tone in his f*****g voice has guilt spilling from it. "What the f**k are you two doing?" I ask. There's a struggle and a loud gro
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