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“What the hell did you do to me?” the poor wobbly girl yelled
and whispered simultaneously.

“You tell me.” Trash shrugged. He really had no idea.

She let out a very sultry laugh and said softly; “That was the
most wicked massive orgasm I have ever had.” She looked at
him with a dreamy expression. Trash turned away from her,
put the object in his mouth and kissed her. Then spat it back
into his hand and placed it in his pocket. This time he was
prepared and kept her slouching body from slipping out of the
chair. She didn’t lose consciousness for long and managed to
whisper with half-closed eyes in a raspy, breathy voice, “I love

you.”

“What time does your shift end?” Trash asked dryly.

“Oh, eleven!” she said in great anticipation smiling through her
eyelids. Then she sat up, opened her eyes wide, grabbed Trash
by the collar and spoke in a very serious deep voice:

"She's coming. Don't be afraid." Then she slumped, closed her
eyes halfway and smiled again.

Trash smiled back, propped her in the chair, said he would be
back at eleven and quickly snuck behind the tree with Tommy
and Steve. They tried to ask him what happened, but he just
put his finger to his lip and smiled broadly. They waited for

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