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Of course he lived by a golf course. And of course he had a F-250 King Ranch with diesel. And of course he had his favorite politician's bumper sticker plastered along the bumper. No more bullshit indeed, Carrie thought. Time for Daddy dick.
She pulled her tiny Prius in behind his hulking truck. She took her phone out, snapping a quick photo and sending a text.
Carrie: Recognize this house?
Junior: OMG Carrie ... I can't believe this.
Carrie: Pansy lol ... I've needed what your dad is about to give me. He's going to complete me ... and you're going to watch me fall in love. It's going to be delicious for me ... and your angst will be .... cute.
Junior: Fuckkkkk...
Carrie: Bye now. I'll send you a pic from the bedroom if I can.
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