Photo of a shitting girl

THATS IT!!!!!!! *storms back to the room, furious, pushes you face down on the bed, repeatedly spanks your ass*

oOo StReSsEd ScArY

*leaves the bedroom, goes downstairs to the living room, sits on the couch, looks down at the floor, stressed*

MAYBE YOUR NOT, EXACTLY

ugh... your the one that had to make things difficult with your games, if saying that isnt enough, im not worth anything to you

WELL THATS NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!!!

*goes to you, uncuffs your ankles and wrists, turns you around* i do still love you...

IF YOU WERE A NICE BOYFRIEND YOU WOULD LET ME FALL INTO YOUR ARMS AND SOB ON YOUR SHOULDER AND I WOULD SAY SORRY A MILLION TIMES BUT YOU WOULD SAY ITS ALRIGHT AND THAT YOU STILL LOVE ME!!

*pauses to listen*

if i what?

You know... if... if you...

*regains my strength, strikes your back, leaving a big mark and powerful sting*

*stops striking, breathing heavily*

*strikes again, leaving a sting*

*yelps at the sudden pain*

*lashes your ass with forceful strength*

you may have told the truth, but you delayed it to the point of this

*closes my eyes, tears run down my cheeks*

*says nothing, pushes you to the wall, face against it, cuffs you to the wall and grabs a whip*

its me... *throws some candcuffs to you*

*clutches my fists* last chance to tell the truth

which realationship? the di one or the jasmine one?

*stares at you in the eyes, completely serious* you have TWO choices, either come clean with the truth, or, keep going on with your trick, resulting in a break in this relationship

your little game your playing with me is annoying

will you be mad if i say that i am her?

all the dots are connected

oh i dont need to test you, you have milk since your pregnant, you spoke just after you got on that train

you know its true, your just not saying anything

test me to see if im REALLY her

i know DAMN WELL its you, from the time you get on here to the time you get off, and that you know where i went, dont bother with the disguise

the more you ignore my question, the less i trust you

*throws myself on the bed, pulls the blanket over me*

i have no clue what your babbling on about...

you are AVOIDING telling me the truth

oh darling, dont be upset

*goes to the bedroom, shuts the door and locks it*

Hmmm... Jasmine...

i am NOT in the mood for your games Jasmine

*stares at you, my eye twitching*

I'm Jasmine? I dont think so... or maybe I am? Or not... Hmmm... I am,Im not, I am, Im not...

time is ticking

no excuses

you have until 2:30 PM my time, tomorrow, to give me an answer, think about it, thats 9:30 PM your time

tell the truth, or this ends now

dont even try to make an excuse, theres NO if, why, but, NOT ANY OF THAT!!! if you make up an excuse, clearly i cant trust you

YOU CANT FUCKING FOOL ME

*spits you out onto the couch* its damn obvious its you, the time you get on, to the time you sleep

Jasmine you can stop this bullshit charade now, i know its you

getting comfy in there babe? *i feel around, then i slap a spot on my stomach, hoping i slapped your ass*

*gets tired of waiting, i grab you and shove your head into my mouth, pulling you in, you feel wet as you enter my throat, after a few gulps, you are inside my stomach, sighs happily, sits on the couch, rubbing my now large stomach*