Million photographs of her
"Dude how did you manage to sketch this, without her picture?" Billy inquired curiously.
"Do I need her picture when I have a million photographs of her in my head?"
Raising his eyebrows, Ryan crossed his hands in the front. "Is someone absorbed by the gas that controls him?"
"The surface front is hot and horny, but tonight he might spill his guts." Billy added.
Looking at them, "can you guys please cut it out?"
"Come on dude, bianca is not right here, so stop acting like a baby." Ryan said.
"Or like an adult who doesn't know what we are talking about." Thomas added.
Placing his hand on his chest, "bianca is here, but you three won't see her because your eyes are spiritually blind." Justin mocked.
"But I thought she was upstairs in the room." Billy inquired quizzically.
Painting the lips of the image, "she didn't spend the night with me. Because her father asked her not to." Looking at them, "it's among of the policies."
"Oh poor Justin, the guy has no choice but to stay alone in the cold night."
"Yeah, no sex, kisses and cuddles." Billy wiped off his invisible tears.
"I could still get all of that if I want to. I mean, her father won't seize her forever. I could take my chances tonight." He chuckled.
"Bad boy." Thomas said.
"Speaking of bad, there's a bad news that recently went viral in the whole of America." Billy said.
Scrunching their brows, "what bad news is that?" The others inquired curiously.
"Lorena Bobbitt and her mom, were killed cold-blooded in the mansion."
When Justin, Ryan and Thomas did not say anything, but gave an absent minded expression. He added, "guys am serious and the person who did it, was claimed to be an unknown guy. Infact I heard that, Lorena was raped to death, while her––"
"Oh Billy please cut it out, Lorena is not my concern, okay? Wether she died, or was raped, or her mother and family were slaughter or whatever, it's none of my business. I don't want to hear anything that has to do with her or her family, please." Justin snapped.