"Get off me, you filthy bitch!" she screamed like the banshee that she was. I laughed on her face. She growled in disgust. She was trying her best to rid herself of my sweat. "Are you happy now? You're the next big thing in the house. They want you. Just wait until Anthony has fucked you. He'll leave you. He keeps his comrades happy. They think you can keep them happy." At this point, her threats didn't mean a thing. I knew why she spoke like that. That was what Anthony had done to her. He had her then let the others have her. She aimed big, she slept around. Anthony still got it on with her when he had no other choice.
"Don't be jealous. If what you're saying is true then you don't have anything to worry about." That got to her. I think I heard her muttering something about killing me, but I gave up on her once I saw Anthony looking at me with an amused look.
"You handle yourself well," he complimented as he returned to me.
