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"Ok, what is it?" She asks with a hint of curiosity in her voice.
"It's about Jordan and Allissa." I answer.
"What about them?"
"Well, you see, I'm not Allissa's father."
"Really?!" She sounded shocked "Then, who is it?"
I was ready to tell her the truth, I inhaled and replied "This is going to sound crazy, but her father is Jordan."
She gasped "No! He would never!"
"He did. He did the thing with Kate, and he got her pregnant. She also sucked his sausage after he showed it to her. If he just kept his dick in his pants, he and Kate wouldn't have lied to me about Allissa being my child." I wanted to cry as I explained it.
She was silent.
"Randi, I thought you should know, I'm sorry."
Hot tears pour from her eyes. I hugged her as she dried her eyes on my t-shirt.
She cried for a long time, until she whispered "Kurlzz?" Her eyes were crystallized with tears, they magnified her pupils by fifty sizes.
"Yes?" I whispered.
"Where the f*ck is Jordan?!" She growled aggressively.
Her mood changed from depressed to angry so quickly, it scared me.
"He's back in our tour rooms." I mumbled.
"Let's go!" She shouted as she grabbed my arm, and drug me to her car.
While driving at ninety-five miles per hour, she angrily muttered "That f*cker and I are gonna have a little talk, and I'm going to KILL that slut!"
I wasn't really concerned about her aggressiveness, I was more concerned that she was going to run into something due to the speed she was driving at.
When we arrived at our tour rooms five minutes later, the door flew open so aggressively, I thought it was going to fly off its hinges.

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