The Secrets of the Bad Boy
“I think that's exactly why I don't have a boyfriend.”
He laughed again, enjoying my misfortunes, “Either that or they saw you up close.”
I sat showing my astonishment at his indirect insults to my physique, “You imply that I am ugly.”
"I did not say that."
“But you implied it.”
She laughed non-stop, snorting, I laid my head between her legs, feeling her fingers in my hair.
“You are the most beautiful and any boy would feel lucky to be with you.”
“Just like dad with you, mom.”
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