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Chapter 37- No point in throwing a fucking pity party
Angelique was shorter and rounder than Amberleigh expected, but the woman knew her shit. And her hair was on point, a sleek, black bob that Amber really wanted to touch, but resisted the urge in fear she’d come off as a weirdo. The last thing she wanted was charges pressed against her or tossed out on her ass. Rules to live by in her books, never ask a woman when she’s due and never touch her hair or belly without fucking permission. All of those rules Amber had found out the hard way in her life. The worst of which when at fifteen she’d asked her new foster mother when she was going to have her baby. Elaine wasn’t pregnant and got so highly offended, Amber had a rough go at that house for a while afterwards with the worst chores and sleeping arrangement. Lesson fucking learned.
Most of Angelique’s dresses were actually gorgeous, not the kind that looked like the marshmallow man’s slutty daughter or that scraps of leftover fabric had been thrown together by
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The Arrangement Chapter 39- Awkward up in this bitch
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The Arrangement Chapter 40- Go fuck a goat
Courtney giggled again as she made her way off the path and over to the edge of the pond. She eyed Amberleigh from head to toe, and she could just guess the internal dialogue going on in the other woman’s head regarding her appearance, split ends, cheap perfume, sweater dress from Walmart, gold digging whore. “I thought that was you!” Courtney said as she leaned in and kissed Leo on the cheek, “long time no see Leonardo. Not since your Father’s Labor Day mixer as I recall. And who is your new friend here, I don’t think we’ve met.” Her fake ass, thin smile wasn’t fooling Amber. Her eyes said go back to the trailer park where you belong skank. But Leo threw an arm around Amber’s shoulder and pulled her close into his delicious abs. Yummy, the chef also smelled good enough to eat. “Courtney, I’d like you to meet my girlfriend, Amber Dubois.” “It’s a pleasure,” said Amberleigh extending her hand towards Courtney. Courtney eyed he
The Arrangement Chapter 41- A fucking complication
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The Arrangement Chapter 42- Check-fuckin-mate
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The Arrangement Chapter 43- Fun with fucking loopholes
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The Arrangement Chapter 44- I thought you were a professional
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The Arrangement Chapter 44.5- In control
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