Martha grace rose may anderson pov
I lie in bed burping,farting,queefing and sadly sharting as i has a really really bad milk allergy . I shouldn't have ate the chocolate cake
I heard that Silas elvis jackson is coming over to nursing programme as he has a go fund me for the depressed granny's and grandpas .
I wouldn't say I'm an ugly granny I'm more off a Victoria secret "granny" tbh i wouldn't even call me that . I do gain attention when i hobble around on my crouches .
I have decided i might kill everyone here they all annoy me with there stupid fucking faces sometimes i go to sleep thinking of people who have wronged me and i think off torturing them and eating them
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*when silas is at the nursing home **Marthas pov *
I walk around glaring at everyone except mj
Shes my favourite bingo person i greet her with a big smile"Ello martha love , how are you duck "
"Im good " i say as i look around my eyes settle on unfamiliar face
His crystal blue eyes look me up and down while i glare at him and flip my long ginger hair
And faced mj"You like what you see baby girl" a deep voice echoed through the room
Everyone turned quiet and started walking out of the room
"Not really "i say looking him up and down
I started walking out the room when i get pulled into i dark closet and pinned against the wall
"Try that again baby girl and it will be the last time you do "he growled into my ear
"I don't care for your empty promises Silas "i smirked
"And whats your name baby girl you seem to know mine but i haven't had the pleasure to find out yours pickle"he smirked whille nibbling on my ear
I could feel heat rush through me i bit my lip to stop myself from moaning
"M-artha"i stammered out looking into his cold eyes
"Well martha you do that again ill fuck you until you will have good use for those ugly crutches "he growled while sucking and bitting my loose neck
"Maybe i want that "i cringe at my words
"Trust me pickle you dont"he looked at me like he was gonna kill me
He muttered ugly whore than walked out the door
"Well thats a bit fucking rude if you ask me "i said whilst rolling my eyes
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*couple of days later **Silas pov
That fucking woman the things i want to do to her and not even sexually i wont to torture her for being rude to me but also want to be her only desire .i want to tie her up and burn her i bet brothels wouldn't even take her she cant even walk out a room without her crutches
A WEEK LATER
Shes bewitched me i cant stop thinking about her i cant even fuck other sluts as i cant seem to get my 10 inches up i want to caress her rolls and put hickeys all over her wrinkly body
But i get enjoyment out off throwing her down stairs and placing her into a dark room by herself and put rats in there
Ive got to see her
Shes going to be mine and my only gilf
Im going to be the object of her desires
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Marthas povIve dreamed about Silas for the sixth time this week
I cant seem to get him out of my head I have so many unanswered questions but he wont notice me unless i slit my throat in Front of him
I suddenly hear a knock on door
"WHAT "i shout at whoever's behind this hideous door
"Its me your son "i roll my eyes and tell him to come in he thinks i have dementia when i dont really like him hes a 37 year old dj who's posh with no girlfriend i wish i had the abortion i don't even know the dad it was an orgy at a festival and as far as I'm concerned he wont be missing his dad He's dumb as fuck
"Good evening mamma ,how are you on this fine evening "he said while spitting on me between each word i thought it was raining inside for a second
"Im not giving you my money fack off " i stuck my middle finger up and told him to leave
He looked as if i just fucked the queen infront of him his shocked face made me laugh as he left the room
I hope he gets hit by a bus i laughed to myself
I put my primark pyjamas on and started watching love island and i slowly drifted off to sleep
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Mine and my only gilf 💞
HumorHe whips out his metal rod and lines it up to my plant and starts plunging in "You like that pickle"he whispers seductively into my ear "Yyy-eee-s-ss"i whimperd Martha has dementia and its really hard for her but she has found her cure "Good fuc...