Glasses on brunettes

“living in a peaceful place”

"You will not tell me what you want, where you want it, or how you're going to it. I owe you nothing. You decided to intervene three days ago. Next time, mind your own business, and you won't have any trouble with no one, whether you have a pistol or not. I don't fucking care. Now leave me alone let me continue my walk." I said in one breath, and turned around to walk, but a hand on my waist stopped me. "Let me go." I whined. "What's your name, love?" "The hell you wanna know my name for?"…