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"Ah. Yes. It was the best I've ever felt." The girl replied. In an indifferent tone.

"Of course it was the best. You had sex with the great Chandler." The redhead broke away from the girl and disposed of the condom he was using, then pulled up his pants.

Christina pulled up her panties and straightened her skirt. "I already paid you. Now will you help us?"

"A deal is a deal, sweetie. Also. This guy sent two of my men to the hospital. And who would say it's damn Larry?"

"Then remember. You just have to get him out of town. Don't hurt his family, and don't destroy his house."

"Don't worry, I'm a professional. I know how to scare people. In two days, everything will be ready."

"I hope so. You are my only alternative for this criminal to be where he belongs."

"A pleasure doing business with you, bitch."

"Don't call me that way."

"Why not? What we just did makes what I said about you true. So, Bye."

Cristina leaves the room, walks past the gang members with a sheepish expression on her face, and then leaves the building. A minute later, Chandler came out, looking very energetic.

"Guys, get your stuff ready. Because the day after tomorrow we're going rabbit hunting."

All the boys laugh, and the others celebrate.

-Meanwhile, with Christina-

The girl got into her car. She fastened her seat belt but did nothing else. She just stood out like her car.

Her friends noticed this and began to worry.

"Christy? Everything okay?" Molly asked.

"It's all right," Christina answered dryly.

"Okay. Then let's go."

The girl started her car and left that place.

After leaving her friends at their homes and arriving at her house, she went up to her room and prepared everything for the shower.

Christina took off her clothes and left them on the bathroom floor. A blood stain appeared on her panties as well as on her intimates, which meant that she had been a virgin only a few hours before.

The redhead immersed herself in the hot water that filled the bathtub and then sat down, holding her knees, and started to cry.

-Return to the new and renovated Loud House-

After dinner, all the adults and girls began to enjoy the new rooms in the house. All but three of them were Lily, Lana, and Lucy, who were in the small orchard behind their house. The girls were in front of two graves with wooden headstones bearing the inscriptions Charles and Charles Jr. Both blonde girls were crying as they remembered their pets. Lincoln, who was next to him, hugged them to comfort them.

"They were good friends. I wanted to get to know Charles Jr. better and spend more time with Charles Senior."

"They're in a better place. Lincoln right?" Lily asked, tears covering her cheeks.

"Sure, Lily. Now they're in puppy heaven."

"How's puppy heaven?"

"It is a wonderful place where dog biscuits grow on the trees and bones on the bushes. There are mountains of coquettes and toys, a wonderful river, and seas of fresh water so that they never get thirsty. And there they play every day forever."

"Is that true, Lana?"

"Yes, sister. They are now playing with all the puppies in the world, and the best thing is that they will never grow up."

That seemed to bring Lily's smile back a little. The girl kisses the palms of her hands and places each one on the graves of her former canine companions.

"Rest in peace, friends. I will bring you flowers every day."

Both blondes place a flower on the dog's graves and leave. Lincoln and Lucy stayed a little longer.

"Puppy heaven? Really?" Lucy asked impishly.

"You mean you don't think there's an afterlife for dogs?"

"I'm not saying no. But I think it should have a better name than that."

"Why don't you try calling any of them and asking them?" Lincoln ruffled his little sister's hair and headed home.

Lucy remained thoughtful only at the thought of her brother being intimate with her, and she blushed at his display of affection. "In addition to being handsome, he's smart," the goth said with a sigh. At that time, she had to tell her brother how she felt. Lucy took a deep breath and said it firmly. "Lincoln, wait"

"Wow, Lucy, what's going on? Why are you screaming?"

"I... I have to tell you something important."

"Oh. About what?"

Lucy had never been good at expressing feelings except through a dark poem, but this time she was willing to speak without a poem. "I... I wanted... I wanted to tell you... that... that... that... that... in..."

"In? In what? What were you going to say, Lucy?"

"I'm in..." Sigh "I'm really glad you're home."

"Hahahaha, I'm happy too, little sis." Lincoln kneels down and kisses Lucy's forehead, then goes back on his way, leaving the girl alone.

When Lincoln pulled away enough that his ear didn't catch what she was saying, Lucy began to blame herself. "Stupid, stupid, stupid," Lucy scolded herself as she hit her forehead against a tree. You had the perfect opportunity. You were with him alone in front of two graves. It was the perfect time to confess your feelings. But no! You should have backed off, and the worst thing was that those damn whores would continue to control his body. While you are left useless. In addition, there is also Leni. Without a doubt, she will be his favorite. After all."

"She was always the most beautiful and sensual ever," Lucy said, placing her hands on her developing breasts. "No, I'm not going to let them take me away from this. If they want something with Lincoln, I want to be a part of it too. I'm not going to leave them alone, enjoying everything." Lucy set her goal at that moment, and she's not going to let her insecurities get the better of her again.