The world begins with shameless people

A new day, Friday.

The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly.

Worldwide cup.

Fiona was sitting at her workstation, busy working as usual.

After working for a while, Fiona felt a little tired, stretched, stood up and walked to the tea room to get a free donut and Coke.

The bootlicker Mike noticed Fiona's movements in the office and hurried over.

Pantry.

Fiona and Mike walked in one after the other.

Seeing Mike, Fiona knew at a glance that Mike had followed in, so she smiled slyly, "What's wrong?"

Mike was a little embarrassed and smiled awkwardly, "How about having dinner together tonight, me, you, and my brother Robbie."

Hearing the name Robbie, Fiona's eyebrows moved slightly, her heartbeat quickened a little, and she quickly covered it up, "Robbie? What occasion?"

Mike is an unprofessional bootlicker who only knows how to lick but doesn't know much about women. He shook his head and said, "It's not a special occasion. I just felt that the last time we met, it wasn't too pleasant, so I wanted to take this opportunity to apologize to Robbie."

Fiona hesitated.

At this moment, Fiona's mood was a little complicated.

On the one hand, she felt that it was not a good idea to see Robbie again, and the restlessness in her heart might become stronger.

On the other hand, she really wanted to see Robbie.

"Okay," Fiona nodded with a smile.

"It's settled then. I'll take you home to change clothes after get off work," Mike said with a silly smile.

Fiona smiled and nodded.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them continued to work.

Life seems peaceful.

**************

nursing home.

Veronica found a corner, sat there, smoking and daydreaming.

Dylan's murder, like many homicides in the South Side, became an unsolved case.

The police had given up the investigation long ago...and Dylan had no family anyway, so no one would care.

But this is not the point.

The point is, or a very interesting situation is that the staff in the nursing home, and even the old men and women, all ignored the truth because of the fxxk video, and believed that it was Veronica who killed Dylan, and they all said that Veronica did a great job.

In this case, Veronica would become a murderer... This made her very upset and uncomfortable.

She despised murderers and thought she was better than them and the vast majority of people in the South Side.

Veronica smoked silently, and as she smoked, she turned her head and looked outside.

She wants to leave here and work in a different environment.

But, in my current situation, what kind of job can I change?

Even if I hadn't become a murderer for no apparent reason, what else could I have done?

The more Veronica thought about it, the more annoyed she became. Suddenly, she thought of starting her own business and becoming a boss, and no longer earning this pitiful fee.

This thought popped into my head, lingered for a long time, and refused to go away.

Veronica thought for a long time, then sighed and thought of another thing.

what's up?

man!

The last time I fucked was with that bastard Dylan...it's been a long time...

Not having sex with a man for such a long time was simply a pain in the ass for Veronica, who had a very strong sexual desire.

Thinking of this, Veronica couldn't help but squeeze her legs together, becoming even more eager.

"Fxxk!" After a moment of longing, Veronica cursed viciously when she thought of Dylan and the black guy who almost raped her before Dylan.

After cursing, think again and again.

Veronica thought about the men she knew...if she fucked those men, those bad things would never happen again!

Soon, Veronica took out her cell phone, opened Facebook, and started searching on it.

**************

evening.

Debbie, still head over heels in love and determined that Matt would not let her go, ran to the pizza shop where Matt worked, carrying her schoolbag, as soon as school got out.

When Debbie reached the corner next to the pizza shop, she saw Matt sitting on the hood of a car. Her heart beat faster and she stopped immediately. Then she turned to the window, checked herself, and pulled the stockings that were stretched tightly around her thick legs.

After making sure she was sexy, Debbie took a deep breath, held her head high, and walked towards Matt.

"Hi, Matt, are you working?" When Debbie arrived in front of Matt, she greeted him with a smile as naturally as possible.

Matt was kind, but not very smart. He didn't know why Debbie came here. He thought Debbie had already accepted the fact that they were just friends, so he smiled politely and said, "Well, there's no order at the moment. I'm waiting. Are you passing by here?"

"Yeah," Debbie nodded, "but it's okay, I'm not in a hurry, I can stay with you for a while."

With that, Debbie took the initiative to sit next to Matt.

Debbie was really heavy at this stage. After she sat on the car, the front of the car sank significantly.

Fortunately, it was just a junk car and Matt didn't care.

The two chatted casually.

As they chatted, Debbie pretended to be casual and said, "Tomorrow is Saturday. Do you have time? We can go out and play."

Matt was a little bit silent when he heard it, and then he said, "Probably not. I have a date tomorrow."

Dating?

Suddenly, Debbie's fat face froze, her breathing stopped, and her head started buzzing.

The next second, the distressed feeling brought Debbie back to reality. Debbie blinked her eyes and tried very hard to ask calmly, "Dating? You have a girlfriend, congratulations."

Matt didn't notice Debbie's sadness. He thought what Debbie said was true, so he smiled and said, "She's not your girlfriend yet. We just met."

"Oh?" Debbie was distressed. "Is it your friend?"

Matt shook his head, "No, it's a new co-worker at the pizza shop, Sima. She's quite interesting."

"I see. That's great," Debbie said, almost crying. "That's okay. I actually have a date tomorrow, but I don't like that person that much."

"Oh? Why?" Matt asked.

"He's a bit annoying and not my type," Debbie rambled on, and then, feeling so sad, she quickly found a reason to say goodbye to Matt, and then walked home in her high heels.

After walking a short distance and getting a little further away from Matt, Debbie's eyes turned red and she started to curse, "fxxk, fxxk, fxxk!!!"

"Who the hell is this bitch, Sima?"

"fxxk!!"

Debbie suddenly changed her mind after cursing and gritting her teeth. Instead of going home, she went to Holly and Ellie for help, wanting to know what to do next.

Debbie was determined to win Matt.

To put it in an exaggerated way, Debbie has already regarded Matt as the love of her life.

Although, she actually didn't know much about Matt.

I can only say that when it comes to being in love, Debbie is just as good as Mickey and Mandy.