" Regan. Where are you you little bitch?" My drunken mother called from downstairs of our crappy little dilapidated house.

" What mom?" I asked opening my bedroom door.

" What the hell are you doing in there?" She asked.

" My homework. What else?" I asked.

" I want something to eat." She demanded.

" Then make something to eat. I'm not your fucking slave." I yelled slamming the door and locking it again.

" What would your mother do if she knew that I was in here with you?" My boyfriend Noah asked as I sat back on the bed next to him.

" Who the hell cares? She won't remember it tomorrow anyway." I say leaning forward and kissing him. I put my hands on his chest and pushing him onto his back and laying on top of him while I was kissing him.

My hand started trailing up the inside of his shirt and he grabbed my top and pulled it over my head and he leaned up and started kissing me again while I was unbluckling his jeans. Then someone started bashing on
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Stacy Butler
ok So far so good but what happened with the little boy Beau was told was his and the woman? sorry just alot of unanswered questions.

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