Ahmed has been raping me for as long as he has had me. I felt it was right to finally say something about it.
"You little desert man get your dick out of my bell, this is the last time you rape me you hoe."
I pick up a stiletto heel he had in his sex toy drawer. I stabbed him over and over and over till he was dead.
I felt happy. I was free. And I felt so excited, I got a boner.
I walked out of the house and into the sunset.
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wheres my trombone you bitch
RastgeleAhmed's trombone is missing. The worst part, the culprit is a band kid. Ahmed will do anything to get his tromboney back. This story involves it all, sex, drugs, and a little bit of murder. Will these band kids own up to the truth, or keep it to the...
