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Insult to Injury

"I'm happy my mom isn't around to see this. I don't know what I would have done if I lost her to one of those freaks."

Trey took the brush and took a seat behind me, his right leg gently resting against my right leg and his left shin against my Butt.

"I don't know that feeling. I grew too old to be adopted and I've lived alone for years... Well, that is until you let me move in with you. But you already know that."

"Yeah, I know. He took his time using the spike brush to gently collect and detangle my hair. He then handed me the brush and took the scrunchie using it to pin up my hair into a bun. He tried his hand at putting Bobby pins to hold my stray aways and made me wince in pain.

"On second thought... You do it."

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