Piper
I waited two weeks. I called Madilyn.
“Hey, Piper. He still hasn’t signed. I’m sending another set of papers with another server. If he still doesn’t sign, then we’ll take him to court.”
I sighed. I didn’t feel so great this morning. I popped some bread in a toaster. I rubbed my tummy.
“Okay, thanks, Madilyn.”
We hung up. Mia came out of her room with hair all over the place. I laughed.
“What? I just had the best sleep of my life.”
“Getting regular d**k will do that to you,” I said. My toast popped, and I grabbed them fast and put them on a plate.
“Yeah, it does, and it’s good dick.”
She’s been seeing Sting a couple of times a week.
“Is this a permanent thing? Have you guys talked?”
“No. It’s a fun thing. He’s a biker, Pipe. They have club whores in their club. I’m not del
