Beginning: Party Scene Part 2

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I thought my life over in the car. How was I going to do everything, all my beautiful sexual pursuits? I didn't have enough time; I have to do everything tonight. The host said I was banned from the party because I looked like such a slut, but I went anyways. The car was shaking, and so were my boobs.
"Will you fucking hurry up? I'm going to be late," I angrily told my mother.
"Im doing the best I can you bitch."
"Well your best is not good at all. You will go faster."
"And just how am I gonna do that?"
"Like this." And I threw a brick at the accelerating pedal.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? " my mother cried in desperation,"YOURE GOING TO GET US BOTH KILLED."
But I didn't care. Not now, not ever. We got to the party 2 minutes later.
"You're not invited here, Asher," the host nico___gv said. I knew I wasn't invited.
"Well, I'm going in anyways."
"No. You're not. You will leave my party. I will not be part of your abuses."
"Back the fuck off; I'm warning you."
"Leave."
I was going to stay, I had to much sex I need to have. Then I remembered. I grabbed the gun from inside my butthole and shot him. He was dead. And that was my first murder.

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