Madelyn

Standing there is Madelyn with a suitcase, she is crying. She is wearing short denim shorts that barely covers her thighs, but shows off her fantastic legs. She has white heels on and she has a white tube top that shows the top of her boobs off.

"Madelyn?" You sort of ask. "What are you doing here?" You do actually ask.

"My. . . .Mum threw me out. . .And I have. . . . Nowhere else. . . .to. . . .go." She says while crying.

"Come in." You say taking her bag and shutting the door after she enters. "How do you even know where I live?" You ask.

"I searched you and found this place." She says finally stopping the crying.

"Why did your mum chuck you out?" You ask as the two of you sit on your sofa.

"Well we was already arguing about me being a slut and then with her finding the two of us earlier, that was the last straw and she chucked me out." Madelyn tells you wiping her face.

"Shit, but why'd you come here?" You ask.

"Like I said I had nowhere else to go, look I was thinking is it okay if I stay here for a while?" She asks with puppydog eyes.