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Dallas Winston

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Dallas Winston

Cherry and I we're going steady but I don't like her, honestly I'm using her for sex. Well I came to the party cause I live here at bucks so why not join the party. Janessa was so wasted, like she's was done, I haven't seen someone this drunk in years.

Anyway Janessa was drunk and pissed at Cherry so she kinda poured her beer on cherry which I thought was hilarious but she got some on me too, so I got kinda pissed. Then cherry smashed her birthday cake on Janessa and they started fighting. I wanted to see how it ended but Janessa was way too drunk, and cherry beat the fuck outta her and now she's passed out and cherry was bout to smash a beer bottle on her.

"Cherry get out" I grabbed the beer bottle from her hand

"What?" She asked me

"I said get out, and we're done by the way" I rolled my eyes and she gasped

"Fuck you!" She yelled and left "is this all because she's back?!"

"No now leave cherry!"

"Ugh you fuck boy!"

"Parties over!! The birthday girl is literally passed out so means no party" I said to everyone and they all groaned and left

"Look at Dallas being nice for once" Steve chuckled

"Shut up, I'll take care of her, it's gonna be a hella long night" I picked her up bridal style

"Yeah me too" two had Kathy passed out on his arms and everyone chuckled

"Good luck Dal" they all left

"Bye" I said as I walked up the stairs,

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I put her down on my bed and cleaned up her bruises, then I realized I have to get her out of that cause she's covered in cake,

"Okay Janessa I know you may hate me for this but, I'm going to see your tits cause you ain't wearing no bra, and you are covered in cake, and if you weren't unconscious right now and weren't that fucked up I would probably want to fuck you and eat the cake off you but then again that's just me in my dreams, so I have to not think of that, and I'm talking to a unconscious body," I laughed at my self and started taking off her heels.

All I have to do it change her out of what she's wearing and try not to get horny, that's all. Literally it, I grabbed a paper towel and cleaned her chest that had cake.

Okay I did it. Now the changing part

I unbuckled her belt and put it aside, I unzipped her skirt and I pulled them down, I quickly put my sweats on her

"Okay now the hard part" I undid the back and took off the corset she was wearing and wow.

"Whoa boobies " I mumbled "focus Dallas" I shook my head and smiled, I put my t-shirt on her and laid her down some what comfortable on the bed, I changed into my other sweats and took off my shirt. I laid down on the other side of the bed and fell asleep.

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5:30 am

I felt her literally jump out of bed and run to the bathroom. I got out and walked over to the bathroom and held her hair up.

"I hate throwing up" she mumbled and then threw again

"Keep it goin" I yawned and she threw up again

"Vodka and tequila is no bueno" she mumbled

"You done?" I asked her

"Yeah" She was kinda shaking a bit like if she had the chills,

"Brush your teeth" I gave her a new tooth brush and she brushed her teeth,

"I don't feel good" she mumbled "I'm cold, and tired, and I feel bad"

"I bet" I chuckled "come on Babygirl, let's go back to sleep" She nodded and we walked back to my room

I laid down and she did to,

"Don't I hate you" she mumbled

"Do you forgive me?" I asked her

"Okay" she said softly and put her head on my chest, I ran my hand through her hair

"Okay" I grinned softly

"I missed you Texas" she traced circles on my chest

"Me too Ness"'

"I still don't like what you said to me that night though"

"I'm sorry" I said to her as I kept playing with her hair

"It's.......okay" she said real faintly, she stopped tracing circles on my chest She Must have  fallen asleep then

"You fall asleep?" I asked her but she didn't answer "don't puke on me please, and good night doll" 

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