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this shit that I left myself open for a hot second and she caught me one in the middle. Dammit, and I was just about to play the gallant and let her pussy alone at least for tonight. Oh well, this works for me too.
    “You sure you wanna do this little girl?” I took my time removing my jacket and rolling up my sleeves as she circled me like a prizefighter. “I’m going to kick your ass and then I’m gonna light your house on fire with you in it asshole.”
    “All that, and pray tell what the fuck am I supposed to be doing when all this is going on?” She’s nuts! Whatever she was, she folded her fists and took her stance. How the fuck can I defend myself against such cuteness.
    “Come on Prince, let’s see what you’ve got.” That stopped me in my tracks. “You knew who I was?” She would have to if she knew that name, the little sneak. Her ‘shit’ confirmed it for me. Well now.
    “It doesn’t matter, I’m going to be the one to take you down you cazzo.”
    “Hey whoa whoa whoa, watch your mouth.”
    “A fanabla porca miseria.”
    “Wait, why are we talking in Italian again?” She shook her head as though she hadn’t realized she’d been doing that shit.
    “Oh, you break into the old language when you’re scared huh.” She took a jab at me; I guess talking was over. She cussed at me with words my mama would’ve cut out my tongue for saying as she tried her best to pummel me into dust. I let her get a few shots in here and there, just to make her feel good, but when the insults got out of hand I decided it was time to reel her in.
    “Intro culo di mammata.”
    “Hey now, leave mom out of this, she’s going to be the grandmother of all your precious babies.”
    “Ma’va te ne a fanculo. Pompinara. Dirty mouthes little thing.
    “Hey.” I caught her next move and pulled her into me. That scent was enhanced either by fear or by the sweat she’d worked up fucking with me. Either way it was doing some fucked up shit to my insides and my dick, who was already enjoying the show and waiting for his turn, was all but leaking down my leg.
    We grappled all the way up the stairs where I had a hell of a time carrying her over my shoulder while she kicked and screamed at me. I dropped her on my bed and she bounced right back up before I mushed her face back down.
    “Strip.” I started to take my clothes off, they were suddenly very constrictive and I’d fucked around long enough. I figure the sooner I get this shit out of the way, the less fear she’d have. There was no question that we were fucking. Only an act of divine intervention could keep me out of her now.
    She tried scrambling away from me but I pulled her back by her leg. I suddenly realized what the fuck I was doing and dropped her leg like a hot potato before stepping back
    I was going at this shit all wrong. She looked at me warily when I sat on the bed and left her alone while removing the rest of my shit.
    She sat up and pulled at her shirt to bring it back down and I got up to go into the bathroom. My dick was ready to revolt, but I needed to regroup and come at this thing another way.
    “Where are you going?” Well now. I didn’t look back just kept going. Now see, I’m a very observant fuck, I have to be in my line of work. So I knew she was more interested than she was letting on.
    My trick now was making her be the one to beg for it. It might not be easy because this one’s got anger issues or some fuck, but I wasn’t worried.
    “To the restroom why, you needed something?” She looked at me like I was nuts and tried her best to hide her disappointment. Gotcha.
    I made myself stay in the bathroom for five minutes before going back to her. She was still sitting where I’d left her, looking confused as fuck.
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    ANASTASIA
     
    Why is he toying with me? I just know that that’s what he’s doing. I kept him in my vision out the corner of my eye as he came back from the bathroom and moved around the room.
    His shirt was all