Daddy's Little Angel
“Fuck you talking about, Ryan? Emma’s fine. You’re the one obsessed with young girls. Bet you jerk off to that little smut’s photos every night, you creepy fuck,”
The words hit me like a blade, the dark room closing in. “Shut your mouth, Simon. You don’t know shit. I know bitches like Emma.”
He stepped closer, reeking of weed. “Huh? Bullshit. You are a pervert, Parker, lusting after kids, admit it, you wanna fuck Alina’s tight pussy, don’t you? Obsessed prick.”