The Bastard and The Bird by JanJan Untamed

Author:JanJan Untamed [Untamed, JanJan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The House of JanJan
Published: 2021-10-27T04:00:00+00:00

The drive to Vegas is smooth in The Beast. He eats up the miles like I eat pussy, and the backseat’s perfect for pullin over to fuck. Birdie’s surprised to find new clothes waitin for her in Vegas. Her dresses are hangin neatly. Her panties are folded in cedar drawers. I watch her touch a purple dress.

“These aren’t mine.” She says.

“I bought them.”

I drop the keycard on the nightstand and join her in the closet.

“I bought it all online.”

“Why?”

She drops the dress and turns on me.

“Do you think I need you to buy me clothes? I don’t need you dressing me like a child.”

“I bought the fuckin clothes, because I wanted to buy the clothes. I know you got money in your floor and ceilin. But I wanna buy you shit.”

“How do you know about my money?”

“I told you, I don’t sleep much. I had time to go through your shit.”

It ain’t a big deal. I found her crazy pills too. She knows, and she’s tryin real hard not to run from me. I ain’t gonna tell her that it don’t matter. It’ll only embarrass her more.

“Stay out of my shit, Darby.” She warns too late.

I upgraded to a Presidential Suite. When Birdie’s lookin around at everything with wide, brown eyes, I’m glad I did.

“You’d better not have stolen anything either.”

She goes back to siftin through the clothes. She likes them. I don’t need to steal her pennies.

“I make good money slingin dick, baby.” I tell her. “If I wanna spend it on my old lady, I’ll spend it on my ungrateful ass old lady. Shut the fuck up, and lemme be nice.”

I hang a black suit next to the black dress she pulled out for herself. I watch her run her hands over her braids. I sat in a beauty shop for fuckin hours today waitin on her, while they washed and combed her hair. The hairdresser bitch told Birdie to let her ‘relax’ it and give her a trim. I fuckin lost my shit. I stepped in and told her to wash the shit and braid it like I paid her to fuckin do. No fuckin scissors and no fuckin weird chemical shit. Nobody’s fuckin with her hair. I smelled all kinda wet panties up in there when I laid down my credit card. Now I get why she keeps it braided, but she’ll wear it loose when she’s livin with me. When she’s with me, she’ll have thralls to comb it out for her. Bitches’ll fight for the right to comb her hair and make her bed. They’ll beg to wait on her. They’ll beg to eat her pussy. They’ll fuckin beg to be around her.

“You went through my shit like a fucking creep, Darby.”

“I am, a fuckin creep, baby.” I remind her. “I’ll be a creep to keep you safe. Go through my shit, if you wanna. I don’t give a fuck. You might find some shit I missed. I think, I got rid of most of it.

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