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#me as an adult
Hmm...yes daddy.
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When I say I want rough, dirty sex, I donโt mean just some biting and clawing. I mean fuck me till I donโt know my own name and make me feel like I need to go to a confessional
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Ever since Alexis was born, she had a normal childhood. Her mom and dad were loving people. They did what they could of their daughter and others in the community. The small southern town was quiet. Of course, every so often someone would go missing or die mysteriously. It wasn't that uncommon. The disappearances and deaths happened far enough apart that the local police did not think to ask questions. At the time the deaths started to happen, Alexis was only a few years old. She didn't know what a dangerous place the world was and she didn't care.
As she got older, she began to find something was going on and it was weird. At the age of ten, Alexis became obsessed with all things supernatural. She read whatever books she could get her hands on. When that wasn't enough, she started doing research on the family computer. She pulled up years of reports of the same types of things.
The more she looked into them, the more she started thinking there was something weird going on. Around the time of her thirteenth birthday, her parents had enough of hearing about ghosts, vampires and the like. They had decided that after her birthday, they would have to send her to a mental institution for help. They had tried talking to her, telling her that the monsters were not real but nothing they said made their daughter stop believing in the things that went bump in the night.
The night after Alexis's birthday, her parents told her where she was going and that she needed to pack. Like most teen's she yelled at her parents, told them she hated them and wished they were gone. Little did she know her thoughtless wish would come true. Not long after she fell asleep, her face damn from and her head pounding from crying. The screams of her mom and dad echoed though the halls of the house, making the young girl jump out of bed. The scene when she opened the door was horrible.
Jumping up in the bed, Alexis was breathing hard, sweat pouring down her body. She ran a shaking hand through her damn hair and threw the covers back. Her parents were killed ten years ago to the day. She always had nightmares of the horrible night on the anniversary. She pulled on her clothes and walked to the diner next door for coffee and breakfast.
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She had been sitting in the interrogation room for quite some time now. It was barren and familiar to her. She rolled her head around in circles listening to the woman in front of her ask very peculiar questions.ย โLook, yer gonna think Iโm ๐๐๐๐๐. But I ๐๐๐๐ ย ย what I saw.โ she protested interrupting the female who was speaking,ย โThe ghost literally picked up a knife and slit the dudes throat open. There was BLOOD everywhere!โ she threw her hands down on the table in front of her, brown eyes wide with certainty.ย
Lexi walked into the police station. Her long brown hair was pulled into a tight pony tail. She wore a dark black pant suit with black flats. Walking to the desk, she asked for the interrogation room. She knocked on the door before opening it. Flashing her FBI badge, a very good fake, she introduced herself.ย โIโm Agent Stone. Iโm here to ask her some questions. Excuse us. Please.โ It wasnโt a question. It was a demand.ย
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She took notice to the woman in the office which caught her attention. She was unsure of why the other had wandered inside, but with a single glance around the room, she stood to her feet to approach the other.ย โHello. Is there somethinโ you need?โ she questioned in a very cheerful tone of voice.ย
Lexi looked at the young woman and smiled.ย โYes please. I have some questions about a case. I would love to see what you have on it.โ She said pushing her brown hair out of her face. Lexi was fairly tall, she had to look down at he girl to look at the girls face.ย
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Lexi turned around to face the man.The voice was familiar but she could not place it. It seemed like forever since she last heard him. She pulled her hair back into a pony tail and put her hands on her hips. The hunters brown eyes met the blue eyes of the man across from her.ย
โYes. Excuse you. Who are you, coming into my tent? Bother me in my tent. I donโt go into your place of living and touch your shit.โ She said taking her gun from him and putting it down again. She put her hands back on her hips and glared at the man.ย
โWhhhoooooaa there. Iโm just sayinโ Iโve never seen your face in my camp.โ he protested throwing his hands up in the air not wanting to get shot. He narrowed his blue eyes towards her in confusion as his vision blurred in and out once or twice. There she was. Heโd seen this face. It was Alexis but he didnโt say anything just yet.ย
The smell of whiskey lingered upon his breath.ย โThis tent has been ๐๐๐๐๐ for, uh, for a ๐ฑ๐ด๐ณ๐ฌ while.โ he responded, the bags under his eyes heavy from no sleeping the night previous.ย โItโs been aย ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ long while.โ he nodded, lips forming to a weary smile.
Lexi let herself relax just enough so he would as well.ย โYeah, I haveโt been here in a few years.โ she said with a shrug.ย โI need it now. So, unless youโve been sleeping here, I would like to eat and sleep. I canโt remember the last time I actually had food.โย
She didnโt really open up like she did to this stranger. Something about him made her feel safe and comfortable. She couldnโt explain it. Like an oldย friend who held her when she was sad and let her beat them up when she was pissed. She sighed and looked up at him.ย โDo you want to stay and eat?โย
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Castiel was wandering the camp when he came across a tent he had never seen before. It was unlike him to carry any weapons on him these days, but he in the moment, he was intoxicated with a handgun. He whispered towards Chuck about whom might be behind the doors, but alas, there was no response. He opened the door and there stood a woman with long brown hair who heโd never seen on the campgrounds.ย โExcuse me, but I donโt think Iโve ever seen you here before.โ he commented lowering his gun. This was a sight the woman had probably never seen. She was familiar with the Castiel with grace, but this Cass was NOTHINGย ย like he used to be.
Lexi turned around to face the man.The voice was familiar but she could not place it. It seemed like forever since she last heard him. She pulled her hair back into a pony tail and put her hands on her hips. The hunters brown eyes met the blue eyes of the man across from her.ย
โYes. Excuse you. Who are you, coming into my tent? Bother me in my tent. I donโt go into your place of living and touch your shit.โ She said taking her gun from him and putting it down again. She put her hands back on her hips and glared at the man.ย
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