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after that sexy time in the bathroom with daddy gene you feel a jolt of guilt strike you right in the heart, all of this is so wrong..but its addicting like drugs. you decide to run out of the carnival and you get into your car and there he is again, his eyes sparkling in the sunset "babe where are you going" he whispers seductively in your ear, you could tell in his tone he was horny..it's like he's some kind of sex crazed monster. "Not in the mood" you push him off your shoulders and start the car, the car drive is silent other than the faint country music coming from the radio, "did i do something wrong bbg" he asks "no honey you didn't..." you reply BITTERLY.

The rest of the night is a blur, all you can remember is going to the bar and getting hella drunk.

you wake up in the morning with a throbbing headache, it takes you several minutes to pull yourself together and sit up, you try and stretch your legs but you feel a body on one side of the bed.. you glance over and see Gene but....theres someone else in the bed? 

shit 


(EEK IM HELLA DEPRESSED THIS IS THE ONLY THING KEEPING ME SEMI FINE HFVBIERFHVJCIOEWC)

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