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Kathy Wolves's pov.

It's been a long time since I last seen my son, yea I talk to him on the phone and that's about it....*sigh*...Peter, his looks so familiar well I guess the birth father's looks like I recognize him from somewhere hmm but where??

"Bae I know what your think but it's in the past", said my husband, coming from behind ,hugging me.

No he's not the birth father, he's a rouge and well he took care of me and Peter. I owe him a lot but he won't accept anything but just taking care of us.

"Your right I shouldn't dwell in it," I continue make lunch.

" what are we having for lunch?," Rick smiled.

"Chicken soup," I reply.

"Ah is it your famous chicken soup,"Rick look ready to drool.

"With ice cream," ah he is like a child.

Rick (Kathy's husband) did the happy dance around the kitchen when he heard that were having ice cream for dessert. He could put a professional dancer to shame.

Trickster's pov.

Is it me or their too stupid thinking that I don't see two little horny fucken teenagers this close to have sex right then and there.

The rest of the class said nothing of this and those near the horny teenagers looked uncomfortable.

This is me, my left hand on my hip, my right hand held 3 cookies I'm eating as I watched them, and I stare at them for them to "cool down".

Ew the class was so silent that you could hear their moan really loud.

They still did not care that the classroom was silent.

"You done," gods those fucken teenagers.

"Why don't you join", the jock continue to lift up the slut's skirt.

Is he thinking that I'm gonna fall for it idiot.

"what's your name," trying to not rip the boy apart.

"Bae call me James," James kiss the slut once more.

"Well James.....PULL YOUR FUCKEN PANTS UP AND YOU TOO YOU FUCKEN SLUT!!!," I commanded.

"your not the boss of us my daddy is a powerful man", the slut reply thinking she got the upper hand.

"Guess what...I DON'T FUCKEN CARE," Is this slut stupid or what.

"You'll be afraid of who your messing with", the slug slut said still smirking.(you never heard the word slug slut from me got it)

"Huh ah so your daddy's little girl what are you gonna do cry to your daddy," making fun of that slut.

Aw that look on her face looks ready to pop. Then she immediately grab her purse and take out her iPhone out and dial I assuming her daddy when she finished with the call she had this look on her face thinking she won.

"My daddy can fire you", she smiled like she won a lottery.

My smart reply was,"uhuh"

Then 15 min later her daddy came he looks like in his mid 30 or 40.

"Daddy, that mean teacher was bullying me say how I look like a slut and how I am stupid", she gave a few sniff and a few tears here and there.

Guess what her dad believe *puff* even a blind person can tell that she's faking.

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