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Missing Letters

"LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed angrily.

"WTF, I was doing something!" Liam said.

"Come down here NOW!!!!!!!" I screamed angrily, again.

Liam came down. "I'm busy!" he said.

"Putting an oversized cock in your tiny ass mouth is not 'busy'" I said.

"So, what is it?"

"Give me my fucking letters!"

"What?! I don't have it"

"Come on. I need it!"

"I don't have it!"

"I know you do! Now give it to me!"

"I don't have it!"

"I swear Liam if you don't give it to me, I'm going to..... Wait, let me think"

"I'm gonna go!" he tried to leave.

"I'm going to tell Dad and... my other dad make you watch gay porn with them!"

"Okay"

"Thirsty mother fucker (I whispered). Liam! I really need it!"

I'm really desperate with those letters because it's the only thing that keep me and Jason connected. And he's been sending me a lot of letters with a lot of songs in it just for me. Well, it's more a poem because he didn't sing it to me. But I can still imagine him singing for me, with his shirtless, pantless, showing off his abs and his boner for me.

"Hey, I've been losing my letters too you know! And I've been lucky to get one today" he said.

"You mean the letters from your imaginary girlfriend? Oh please Liam, give it up!" I said.

"Hey she's real! We even had s..."

"Ok STFU! I don't need to know those fake things. I just really need it. I become a stripper for him because I needed the money to visit him or make him come here. And you know how many guys, (and girls), who tried to pay me for sex"

"No, how much?"

"3!"

"That's it, oh wow. No wonder they fired you!"

"Anyways! I almost got fucked by a thirsty guy. Even though he gave me the money I needed"
"I promise! I don't have it!"

"Come on Liam, I got kidnap for you in your birthday so please give me my letters"

"Hey I saved you from the fucker! And I really don't have it!"

"Fine! I'm gonna call 911 and hopefully I don't get tricked by your stripper friends again!"

"Whatever!"

I went to call 911 while Liam went back upstairs to suck more dicks. He's really not, I'm just mad. Well, I hope he's not.

"Hello 911!" I said.

"Yes, this is 911" the girl said.

"I'm calling you because somebody stole my letters from Jason and I really need it because he was just... Ok, I really want to eat him like fuck him. No, like for him to fuck me because he is so awesome. Like, I imagined his dick and I bet it's awesome too. And I think that it's my brother who stole my letters so, can you come here and arrest him"

"Thank you for that very detailed thing you just said. But we just can't arrest anybody"

"Well, can you at least pretend to?"

The phone got cut off. They are just rude like this is the second time. Like this is not how you treat a lady who's trying to find letters so she can have sex with her hot ass future husband. Right? Exactly. 1 month later, I still didn't get any letter from Jason. 3 months later, I got a letter. Finally! And it was the best. He wrote me a song or a POEM. Whatever, I still love it!

Dear Secret Admirer,

My dick is hard for you,

And I know that you want to,

Suck, Suck, Suck, Suck it.

It's gonna go inside,

You'll be in a wild wild ride and,

You'll Like, Like, Like, Like it.

My dick is hard for you.....

Now, I can't feel my dick when I'm with you.

Cause' your ass is too small,

And my dick is too tall.

Love,

Jason

This was the best song ever. It really gets me. Wink, wink.

Note: This is the best song ever. It really gets me. Wink, wink.

 Wait, I said the exact same thing. Okay, I hate you Liam because I know that you stole my letter. Just watch, I'll get you back. Better wear extra underwear!