Midnight Curls, Red Highlights

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The kid had more money than he knew what to do with. Nothing good could come of that.

He was in the meth business and business was good. So he bought a phone, some top-shelf electronics, and some designer clothes. He had a dummy business tutoring kids who struggled to read. That way he could explain how he could buy the stuff. His naïve parents believed a reading teacher could afford Versace jeans.

One of his other passions was porn. For all the typical reasons. He didn't realize that he could probably get a date with a girl at his school because in his head he looked like a deformed troll.

But then porn became unsatisfying and he wanted a girl of flesh and bone. So he used his money and he used women.

The woman had black midnight curls with red highlights. Actually 'woman' might be a stretch because these places would hire teens. But she was a woman to him. She had almond eyes and sometimes spoke a word or two with an accent, but one he couldn't place. Chinese? Korean? Thai? But who cares? She was exquisite.

Just one thing troubled him. Every time he tried to kiss her, she pulled away. Finally she said, "No. My mouth dry."

Dry mouth happened to be a symptom of Adderall addiction. He would know. 

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