Mbg

as the dinner continued my mom grew more and more amazed at the way these rich people lived. *buzzzz*
I was sitting on the couch when I heard the door bell ring. “here I don’t want that”. we had grown up though and then she started treating me harshly. we had grown up though and then she started treating me harshly. we played a little bit and I provoked her into a little bet whoever losses has to give the other a message. Ms.Love stated to my mom’s shocked face. you don’t have to drink it but thus will still give you a taste of what its like to be wealthy”. I lost badly and on purpose, I wanted to see just how far this rich girl would let me go.