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Chapter 172 by robyna robyna

How was the ride home?

Painful

They hadn't even made it to Tanya's car when she hauled off and hit him. "Did you get off on that, Matt?"

"Huh?"

"You think I don't recognize the taste of semen? Considering my dad has been slathering it on my food since I was five, I sometimes think meals taste weird when they don't have semen on them."

Matt thought fast. Would it be throwing April under the bus if he told Tanya what had happened?

"I didn't know it was going to happen," he confessed.

"But you didn't stop me from eating it."

"Un, no." As in not in a million years.

"God, you are such a jerk."

"Sorry, Tanya. I had just gotten a handjob and wasn't thinking too straight."

"Typical male."

"Yeah, I guess. But I am sorry. It was a dirty trick and, well, there have been times when you've been more than a little nasty to me so, just for a second I wasn't thinking of you as a person but as... I don't know."

"Fine. Get in."

"You aren't going to hit me again, are you?"

"I haven't decided."

They drove silently for a couple of miles, then Tanya pulled over. "I really want to make this work, Matt."

"Our relationship?"

"Shut up. I mean our business. If we can make decent money, I can move out, get a place of my own, not have to put up with my father sticking his dick in me every chance he gets."

"Shit, Tanya. Your father is fucking you?"

"Did you think I was a virgin like your little {if cindidate=true}Vietnamese{elseif wendydate=true}redhead{else} horse-faced{endif} sweetheart?"

"No, I thought I was the only virgin on the hill."

"Ha. Natasha is, too."

"Fuck."

"Damn, your face lit up like hallogen. Yes, she thinks the guys here are too creepy and the college guys she dates are even creepier."

"Uh, wow, that completely distracted me but I get it, Tanya. I want this business to succeed also."

"Because that means you get to fuck all the girls on the Hill?"

"Yeah, that. But mostly because my dad is a jerk also who just abandoned his family, leaving us with a huge rent payment and no way to pay it. If we don't make this thing work, I'm going to be homeless."

"Guess we have the bad dad thing in common, at least."

"We can make this work, Tanya. Your idea of a regular schedule is good. Do you want to come in now and check out the lighting and studio facilities?"

"I have a cheerleading thing. Can I come over around six?"

"Yeah, definitely."

What's going on at home?

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