Novel & Cerita Ugly Badtard

he said, gesturing at the others. A tall, thin black man emerged. Badger was his name. His dark, expressionless eyes swept her slender figure. "Look at her go. She's quite the firecracker, isn't she?" He lowered his jeans, his erection springing forth. It was long and dark. Circumcised. The head was a deep purple. "Don't you worry, little bird. We'll make sure you get the pleasure you deserve." He spat in his hand and lubricated his erection with his saliva. The shiny tool contrasted vividly with his ebony skin.

In retrospect, Billy was certain that the big man would have flattened him. He crept into his room, ignored the polite, friendly smiles of the children, who were slowly learning not to waste their time on him with such niceties, carrying a bag of cheap, greasy curry he loathed almost as much as the Africans. Baden was on TV. He watched a while, then drifted off into laptop land, and down into the internet rabbit-hole of race baiters and dull-witted thugs like Paul Golding and Jayda Fransen, his scary-eyed deputy. Football morons like Tommy Robinson, a young man who looked like he had a mouthful of wasps, and other favourite legions of half-witted wafflers, who, through the magic of Facebook

Big time. Ugh!

-Ugly and insecure. -The rejected nagain. Thanks so much.

It about to get ugly with this old man! * *

I peer down at the two fools, C and Marco, who almost cost me Giorgio tonight, with disgust, wondering when I started having sloppy dickheads around me. "I don't have all day and I won't repeat myself. Put. Out. Your. Fucking. Hands." The torture room echoes with my voice and my irritation peaks. We've already been here for half an hour, and though the streaks of blood pouring from the side of their faces are proof I've been at this for a while, I'm barely satisfied. My bloodlust is hardly impressed by streaks from a head bash.

This was bad. Very bad.

Ivaan commented and Kiara pouted, her eyes filled with tears and this turned Ivaan serious. “Okay, I am sorry! I was just kidding, you’re the sweetest girl,” He said but Kiara shook her head rubbing her eye. “You are the baddest boy,” She spat furiously and Ivaan chuckled again. “Baddest is a grammatically incorrect word. You should use the superlative form ‘the worst.’ Baddest is slang that means the best at something or the toughest. You are actually complimenting me!” He raised an eyebrow while Kiara stood in her place looking at him, confused, as everything flew over her head.

he leans in to whisper in hot words "you taste better than any fu*king fantasy " T.B.C

"Why? Somethin's wrong?" Oh, it's so sad to think about the good times You and I 'Cause baby now we got bad blood You know it used to be mad love So take a look at what you've done 'Cause baby now we got bad blood (hey!) Yes. I Should admit it. There is a bad blood between me and him. I want to seek revenge because he made me feel worthless back then... Band-aids don't fix bullet holes You say sorry just for show You live like that, you live with ghosts (ghosts, ghosts)