MY TABOO STEP DADDY
“Bitch! Where’s my Mom?!”
Swift as lightning, she ducks my attack, disarming with practiced precision of an assassin. I’m Rugby tackled to the floor, before she spins me roughly like a Croc’s death roll.
My screams are guttural.
Fire pops in my arm.
Her boot arrows into my neck, knocking me out cold.
I can’t breathe or see.
Amanda towers over me, flipping her hair back like a diva. “Act impulsively, and you won’t last a day. Think with your brains, not your cock. The Pyramid Brotherhood is a den of vipers.”