Whitey Winn- really Whitey?!

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⚠️WARNING⚠️- slight smut and language
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Y/n's POV

I was skipping along when I thought it would be a grand idea to go and visit the local deputy. I jumped up the steps lifting my long dress to make sure mot to fall and as I open the door I was met with quite a surprise.

Mr. Whitey Winn was sat on his chair by the desk looking rather sweaty and making unholy noises while staring at a picture. He closed his eyes and leant his head back groaning rather harshly. He lifted his head back up to look at the picture but on his way he caught sight of my at the door way. He quickly slammed the picture down and rolled his chair further into his desk as if he was trying to hind something.

"Whitey! Are you ok you look rather hot and bothered. What's wrong, let me check your temperature!" I shriek as I run over to him bending over the desk and placing my hand on his head.

"Oh my lord Whitey you are sweatin' like a pig." I say leaning back. "What's wrong?" I question and he shakes his head.

"N-nothing Mi-Miss Y/n" he stutters between breaths.

I look at him suspiciously. "Well Whitey what on earth were ya looking at?" I say trying to turn over the picture before he whips it away pressing it against his chest.

"Whitey..." i say leaning over even further to try and reach it and this time I just happen to glance down to see a huge, hard, sipping wet cock looking back up at me. I jump back in surprise and look horrifyingly back to Whitey.

"Whitey I suggest you show me what's ok that picture before su let the whole town know what I've just seen." I warn him and he sighs slamming the photo down on the table and sliding it forward.

"Y/n please don't be harsh I'm in a town full of women what do you expect?" He stated covering his eyes with his hand as I look down tot he picture.

Oh my lord! I thought as I looked down. It was a old picture of me when I was in the Whore house. I was crouched with my legs apart with barely anything on just a lousy thong and a Lacy bra.

I snatched the photo of the table and stuffed it down my top. I was furious...

"Really Whitey?!" I yell

"You little creep I can't believe you have done that you dirty, dirty boy!" I scream as I storm out of the office and down the road to my house.

The next morning

I was just making breakfast when I heard a knock on my door, I walk over to the door and open it to see Whitey stood there with a bunch of flowers. I go to shut the door before he slyly slides in just in time.

"Whitey! Get out of ma house!" I yell at him pointing at the door.

"No no, please Y/n let me explain." I urged me running over to sit on the chair.

I roll my eyes and sit down with him. "Go on then" I usher him.

"Wait, these are for you" he grinned at me holding them out like a child showing there mum something the created.

"Thanks I guess" I smile taking the beautiful bouquet. "These must of been quite pricy?" I question look back to him looking around and scratching his head. Did he think I didn't know he picked these out of my garden? Haha silly boy, I thought placing them in a vase in the middle of the table.

"We'll go on then, explain" I say

"Ok so, I know that what I did was very wrong and that I shouldn't of been looking at your sex- body without your consent. I just couldn't help it because my imagination is lacking lately and I'm literally on my own here, you are the only girl my age and a stunning little lady like you would never go for a scruffer like me." He said sadly looking down.

"Awww Whitey dear, you could of just asked" I giggle as he looked up straight away.

"Oh really" he smirked grabbing my waist pulling me forward a little.

"Why sure"
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Thank you guys for reading. You are all beautiful no matter what you look like or if you had any thing different about you. You are all beautiful or handsome in every way possible. moonystarz-

Love you all, byee xxx

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