//Rafe Cameron\\
"You don't make deals with the devil, not unless you want to dance with him and maybe I did"
Lily Grant has spent her whole life slumming it with the pogues, being that she is one.
They're her day ones, her best friends. Life coul...
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"Oh my god" Kiara beams, stepping up behind me in the mirror and placing her hands on my hips as I tie the see through bikini cover around my waist. It's hardly a skirt and really just a piece of black mesh material that ties at the side, and has a slit at the one hip. Barley past my hips. I paired it with a dark red bikini underneath that Kie bought me last year.
The top is a regular triangle cut that ties around the neck and back. It fits but it wouldn't have hurt to go up a size if I wanted just a little more coverage. Lucky for me I quite enjoy the way my tits spill out of it, showing more than enough cleavage but covering up where it needs to. The bottoms fit just right, tying at the sides, almost a thong and would be if I pulled them up any higher.
"You look good enough to eat" she teases, tickling her fingers at my sides. "Says you" I turn around admiring how gorgeous she looks in the vibrant blue bikini she has on, the color complements her beautiful caramel skin. "Rafe won't know what to do with himself when he sees you" she tells me and I roll my eyes. Only feeling my irritation sting my skin, my brain beginning to rack itself over what exactly I'll do tonight to piss him off. I have no idea what right now but I'll figure it out when I get there. I don't really care what it is as long as it makes him so angry he sees red.
Topping crowbarring his truck will be hard, but I'll find something. Pissing people off is quite a talent of mine. "Let's hope he's not there" I tell her. I really don't have any desire to see him... Whether he's there or not I can still do whatever it is I'll do. But sure he will be, he doesn't usually seem to pass up a party with drugs and alcohol, especially at his house. He'll probably be the one handing out coke candy bags. All of the slutty girls will be swooning over him, snorting their night away just to get his attention. I'm sure he'll be higher than a kite as well. Although he doesn't ever seem to be on anything..maybe I just haven't noticed.
I shove down the anger that heats up my skin when I think about him doing drugs with the whores I know will be there tonight. Or just hanging on him. Having their hands on him..or his hands on them or if he'll fuck anyone tonight.
It's enough to make me choke on my own spit as I swallow. I don't care. At least if he's distracted I can do whatever it is I'll be doing to piss him off.
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"Is he here?" JJ asks as he follows me up the steps to the Cameron's house. His hand wrapped around mine and Kie's, so we don't lose each other, weaving through the already huge crowds of people. The air smelling like smoke and sweetness from people smoking and vaping. Loud music blasting as people shout and scream.
