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"
I
’
m
not
on
any
kind
of
shit
!
"
"
Oh
Lord
.
.
.
"
I
ran
into
the
bathroom
and
yanked
back
the
shower
curtain
.
Nothing
.
I
went
into
the
kitchen
,
pulled
back
the
plastic
curtain
below
the
sink
.
Just
a
filthy
overflowing
plastic
trash
basket
.
I
checked
the
other
bedroom
,
the
closet
in
there
.
I
looked
under
the
double
bed
:
an
empty
bottle
of
Ripple
.
I
walked
out
.
"
Come
on
back
here
,
"
she
said
.
It
was
a
tiny
bedroom
,
more
like
an
alcove
.
There
was
a
cot
with
dirty
sheets
.
The
blanket
was
on
the
floor
.
I
unzipped
and
pulled
it
out
.
"
$
20
,
"
she
said
.
"
Get
your
lips
on
this
motherfucker
!
Suck
it
dry
!
"
$
20
.
"
I
know
the
price
.
Earn
it
.
Drain
my
balls
.
"
"
$
20
first
.
.
.
"
