Bab 40: Chapter 40: TYLER

"Morning cupcake, you muddy?" I didn't smell anything approaching the smell of a dumpster in the Arizona heat with the remains of an animal carcass in it, so I was inclined to believe that she was clean.

No such luck though, she was a mess and I had to run her a bath and get us both together to take her home for her mom to feed her before she started her shit. Of course bath time was a whole production with this one and it was a lucky thing I'd filched some of the bath toys her auntie Vicki had bought her; auntie Vicki...

Dude, seriously? If I didn't know better I would swear that bitch made shit was rubbing off on me. I washed her up while she tried to drown my ass as she wet down the whole bathroom with her shit, talking my ear off the whole time.