Addicted to Fresno Page #5

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Look, I can't take this kind

of pressure right now.

Huh? What do you mean

you can't take...

I'm not what... what?

Hey, can you come back in 10?

Do you want to f***?

Hey, Alicia,

it's Martha calling.

I was just calling

because I didn't see you

at the gym last night

and that makes

me really worried.

You call me champ,

and I'll f*** you so hard

you'll come out your butt.

I thought about what you said

and I told her that you can

only stay for two more weeks.

I mean, I haven't told her yet

but I'm going to tell her, so...

But it would be really great

to you about that.

Go... go to the bed.

Uh, I mean, I know you said

you didn't want to talk.

So, if you feel like it, okay?

So, I don't know,

maybe we can hang out again soon

or something

or just call me or text me.

- Get down.

- Okay.

Yeah.

Gonna get it.

Okay, bye.

Shannon?

Shannon?

Housekeeping.

Fire! Fire! Fire!

What the? What the f***?

- Fire!

- Get off... get off of her.

Shan!

You were right.

- Tag team!

- Get away from my little sister!

You still have your p*ssy,

baby.

Jump back on my dick.

You're a disgusting

piece of sh*t.

Shan!

No, no, no, shan.

God, what is wrong with you?

What is wrong with you?

What the f*** were you thinking?

What the f***, shan?

- God.

- Okay.

- Oh, my God.

- Okay. Okay.

Okay. Okay. Shannon.

Is he dead? Holy sh*t, sh*t.

He's dead Shannon.

Did I just kill someone?

I don't hear anything, shan.

Did I just f***ing kill someone?

Calm, be calm.

- Oh, my God.

- Okay. It's going to be okay.

What am I going to do?

What are we going to do?

He was raping you, right?

- Yes.

- Right? Raping?

100% rape.

That's was a rape.

He was raping

the sh*t out of me.

Okay, then he was raping you.

What are you doing? What?

Martha! What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Don't you put...

- I'm going to the front desk.

- Don't even...

front desk.

What? Are you calling

the front desk?

I'm telling them what happened.

No, you're not.

Hello?

- Hello?

- We can blame this on our boss.

- Jerry?

- Yeah, he would love jail.

It's very structured.

He'd make friends.

Hello?

Do you want me to go to jail?

No, of course not.

Is that what you want? 'Cause let

me tell you something, Martha.

I am a registered sex offender.

Do you understand that?

How do I prove that

he raped me?

I need your help.

Fine.

We'll figure something out.

Excuse me.

Yeah, I got a phone call.

Is everything okay in there?

Hello?

Hello? This is kristen

from the front desk.

Is everything okay in there?

Can you open up, please?

By law I need

to check what is going on.

Can I help you?

Let me in.

What's going on in there?

Nothing. I'm just cleaning.

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