Before I take her to my room she says her very, very warm goodbyes to the asshole. “It’s so fuckin’ hot,” I say out loud, astonishing myself; feels a bit like dreaming. xxx “Don’t you have a maid or somethin’?”
“Not permanently.” My mom answers. From the beginning, this was a joke more than a punishment for you. I’m over it.”
She chuckles lightly, “I simply just don’t believe you, Adrianne.”
My mom comes into the hall. Oh, my God! His chuckling grows louder. But I’m guessing being a secret nympho, an arsonist, and a witness to… well, kind of a kidnapping, and to—basically—manslaughter can change a person… But we try not to talk about that. Hey, did ya fuck all of them?”
“It’s none of your fuckin’ business,” I say through my teeth. “Dirk.”
“Dirk. “I think… maybe she’ll teach me something, too?
