4. He almost came!

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I sat in that room staring at the wall for half an hour before I hear someone yell "DINNER!"
My stomach growls and I realized I haven't eaten all day.
I hurry down the stairs taking two at a time.
It smells like... Like turkey?!
Oh my god. The last time I had turkey was when I was 13. "Hey Reed! Glad you like turkey!" A Handsome man about the same age as the woman I had met earlier nodded at me while looking at my plate full of turkey and mashed potatoes. I blush and grin sheepishly and walk to an empty picnic table they have outside. I sighed happily and began to eat thinking how much I was going to like it here. Even though they said I'm going to talk which isn't going to happen, not while I'm conscious anyway.
"Baby you did your hair just for me?" I hear from the side of the house, followed by some giggles. What the hell? "Don't act so innocent babe, because that dirty ass mouth of yours has me coming in less than a minute." I nearly choke on my turkey. Jesus this kid has no limits. I decide to be a nosy Hispanic like my last foster hole claimed I was. Racist fucks.
I quietly walk over to the side of the house where I heard these two having an orgy session. I peek over the trash can and watch quietly like the creepy fucker I am. My eyes widen as I see the girl on her knees in front of the incredibly cute blond haired boy. I stifle a giggle as I see him check his phone while she continues to blow him. "That's it baby, just like I taught you." He says putting his phone away. She hums and I hear her start to gag. Oh my god! Is she trying to kill herself!? I gasp too loudly and before I can realize it I see him look over my way. I back up and trip over a large ass branch I didn't see before. I run back to my park bench and throw away my plate and walk briskly inside passing the beautiful couple and few kids who got seconds. I straighten up nod at them and continue walking. "What a strange beauty that one." I hear one of them mumble
My eyebrows furrow as I reach my door to see a back facing me. Holy shit. It's phone checker.

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