Frisky Litchi Part Five
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Wah, Wah, Wah. Yes, I know I'm a f*****g cry baby. It's like wah wah, wah wah. Cry about it, cry about it.
He is not your man. Understood?
"No." Mark gave me that sweet smile. Oh, it was a Casanova smile all right. Look at those, they must be veneers. That is engineering all right. Human made engineering. No one is born with such a perfect smile. Hell no. I refuse to believe that he is. "Well yeah, I don't know, I don't know how to put it. He is my kid."
"He is your kid?!" I blurted out. Come on, really? A single dad? Oh well, bye bye.
Before I could even finish my sentence, he continued to rectify himself and redeem himself. Oh well, at least that's what he thought he was doing. I didn't think it's gotten many much more points
