Before your mind is made up, your body decides for you, your hand is suddenly pulling the gun out of her hand, and your pissed off by her threats.
Shaking the gun's handle in her startled face, you growl "I am not in the mood to fuck around, now tell me who the fuck I am!"
The dark stripper stares at you with a look of utter confusion on her face, "You really don't know." She mumbles softly, almost to herself, as she sits down heavily on the bed.
Suddenly her eyes flare up "All I know is that your name is , and you completely fucked over my life." She hisses angrily. |