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"My name is Trenton DeVon Degrate and i may or may not have an anger problem."

"I guess you can say it started when I lost my mother n father but not at the same time."

"So Mr.Degrate what ticks you off the most?"

"Females, i mean i have no patience for dumb shit, excuse my french but if the bitch dont listen to me then im done with her."

The counselor for the group i was in asks me more questions but my attention is on the woman who happens to walk in the room looking nervous..

"Excuse me?Is this for people with anger problems?"

The counselor stops talking and answers yes as she takes a seat.....

My eyes cant help but stare at her thick thighs as i start to sweat..

I can hear my father voice in my head as my palms start to sweat as she takes a seat by me..

"Hi!"

She whispers smiling to me..

I jump up and excuse myself as dirty thoughts erupts inside my head as I rush out the building....




Thought i was finished😜😜😂😂😂😂😂😂

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