Page 20 of Emily's Essence

Willow snorted and rolled her eyes.

“Um, Willow…” Emily said.

They both looked at her.

“Hun, this man would never hurt me because he knows I’d cut off his balls.”

Emily wasn’t as sure as Willow was.

Blood yanked Willow away and tossed her over his shoulder.

“I think we need to have a little talk,” Blood said.

Willow beat on his back. “Fucker, put me down.”

Blood grunted. “No, I’m going to show you what pussies and assholes look like, so you’re not confused.”

Emily listened to them argue until their bedroom door slammed upstairs. She inhaled and made herself calm down.

“Yo, bitch.”

Emily turned to see one of the sluts. She couldn’t remember her name. She just knew she was one of the mean ones. She usually had some gab of insult every time she passed her.

“Can I help you?”

The slut walked over. “Yeah, I need a towel.” The woman grabbed one from the bottom and yanked, causing all of them to fall onto the floor.

Emily’s mouth popped open. “What is your problem?”

She shrugged. “Nothing, I just want you to remember you’re just like us.”

“You mean a whore?”

“Yeah.”

Emily laughed. “I never have and will never be like you. I respect myself too much, and I don’t mind hard work, unlike most of you women. I’d be embarrassed. These men could care less about you. All you are is a hole to fuck. You’re not a person to them.”

The woman growled. “Listen, you fucking whore…”

“Is there a problem here?”

Emily saw a few of the guys standing in the kitchen doorway.

The slut smiled and made a seductive pose which made Emily snort. “No, we were just talking.”

The man looked at Emily. “Is that true?”

Emily looked at the woman and then at the guy. “Yeah. We’re fine.”

“I’ll be watching you, slut.”

The men turned and walked off.

The slut faced her. “Watch yourself, bitch. So many things could happen to a person here.”

“Are you threatening me?” Emily asked.

“No, just a friendly comment.”

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