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[color=azure]”It was a very messy night my little harlots let me tell you. A hustler fell for a princess, Candy’s we’re eaten alive and yours truly, hella favourite harlot, even got to taste some damn fine jock wine. And let me tell you, she did taste damn fine. I’m sure the repercussions of last night will be felt all across Beverly Hell High for a long time to come and it is my duty as a messenger of truth to deliver it to you. I’m coming for the truth BHHS. My demons demand it. You are all nothing but a bunch of emotional vampires, feeding on each other’s weaknesses. I am guilty of this as well but honestly, I’ve never hidden who I am away. I promise the truth will not set you free, it will devour you. Until next time my pets, remember darkness is the perfect emergency exit. Rock on creatures, rock on”[/color]

Aces finished up her latest podcast just in time for [url=https://dealeraccelerate-all.s3.amazonaws.com/flemings/images/2/3/6/1/2361/16090_5876684f57_low_res.jpg]her Classic motor[/url] to pull into the Beverly Hills High parking lot. Parking in her usual place, Gwen lit up a cigarette, turned up her stereo and blasted some Fleetwood Mac. Her pale blue eyes lingered upon the ether as the school around her got busier and busier. Her mind wandered to her series and what she could do to make it better but this thought was soon replaced by a recollection of the previous evening. As much as she slated her place of education, the heavy metal queen had to give something to BHHS, it knew how to create love for its students. The previous nights festivities were a prime example of the school working its magic. Inevitably, Gwen’s mind drifted to her own love life. A series of blow jobs, pussy eating and meaningless fucking. She enjoyed it of course but she couldn’t help but wonder. Was there more out there that she was missing? What’s it all about? This love thing. A mystery to her to say the least.

A familiar yell pulled the gypsy queen from her haze of thought. As she looked up, her heavily shadowed eyes widened with a feeling akin to fear, something she wasn’t all too familiar with. Cameron Hyde was on the warpath once again and Aces could feel her stomach filling with dread. Dropping her cigarette and turning her music off, Gwen quickly rolled up the windows and slumped into her seat. She clutched at her wrist which was heavy bruised from Hyde’s attack the night before. Immediately she was taken back to that moment, pinned against the wall by his massive hands, his hulking frame consuming her tiny body and those eyes, those fucking pools of ice cold nothingness, glaring through her porcelain skin and into her black soul. Aces Morgan may be a bit wrong in the head but Cameron Hyde was pure evil.

She couldn’t quite tell what happened next, only that Hyde rushed from the parking lot with a scowl on his face. She breathed a sigh of relief as she returned to her regular position. Normally, Gwen wasn’t scared of anything but that boy, he scared the hell out of her. Grabbing her mock Iron Tribe cut from the passenger seat, Aces climbed out of her car and slung it over her shoulder. It was time to greet the adoring public. Time to screw with LA’s elite.

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