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least. She was never interested in whoring
me out, and she hated sexual predators.
He looks at my tits, and I attempt to
cover them by crossing my arms. He
shakes his head. "I like looking at them
while I snort. Maybe after we're done, I
can snort some off you."
I laugh. That'll be the fucking day.
He snorts an the entire line then downs
his drink. While he's snorting another
one, I take one sip from the bottle and
