Private Pleasures With Rihanna

I hung up the phone and stared at it for a few seconds in disbelief. Just stared at it in quite disbelief. How could this be actually happening? And to me? “Well?” asked me best friend, Jen, eager to hear the news. “She’s… well… coming…” I eventually replied. We both looked at each other, unable to contain our laughter for even a few seconds. Huge grins spread across our faces as what was about to happen was beyond our wildest dreams. Jen scrambled up off the floor to hug me and we excitedly jumped about the room, screaming. The phone call I just received was from my dad. We have never really spoken much, he was in a band when he was younger and dated my mum before he really got any type of famous. He also got her pregnant; and then when his band made it he left her and chose the champagne lifestyle instead of fatherhood. ‘Champagne’ probably…

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