Novel & Cerita Pop My Chery

I thought she’d still be asleep. “Oh my god, cherry. What happened? Your lipstick is all smudged. Were you crying? Tell the name of the jackass who did this to you.” Margaret went into full mom mode. After all, cherry is her favorite. Which makes my actions even more horrendous. The talk of lipstick reminds me of something. I reached up, wiping my mouth and beard furiously. How could I forget? Oh fucking hell. “It’s fine. I get dumped all the time,” Cherry replied, pushing past her mother to get into the house. Sheryl rushed after her. I tried to walk past without acting weird.