I knew the little blonde baby doll named Ella that my husband had left me for was a clueless tramp but I did not realize she was an immature little brat as well. First, she couldn't even be bothered to put her phone down to answer the doorbell and then I find out she has been touching my stuff. Right as I am really starting to give the empty-headed hussy a piece of my mind, she proves she does not belong in the same discussion as a grown women such as myself, by wetting her little panties in fright. Apparently I am more intimidating and she is even less mature than I realized.

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