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[And they say women gossip!]
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" . . . and then, believe it or not, the rotten sod tells me he sold me to his boyfriend in exchange for a bloody orgasm! I was spraying cornflakes all over the damned table!" Will finished his tale, picking up his coffee and taking a sip before looking for reactions. His feet were resting comfortably on an empty cafeteria chair and he was with folk he'd not seen for a few, so he was in no hurry to move. Nor it seemed, were they. Michael and Guy both looked as if they could sit and shoot the breeze all afternoon.( Read more... )
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" . . . and then, believe it or not, the rotten sod tells me he sold me to his boyfriend in exchange for a bloody orgasm! I was spraying cornflakes all over the damned table!" Will finished his tale, picking up his coffee and taking a sip before looking for reactions. His feet were resting comfortably on an empty cafeteria chair and he was with folk he'd not seen for a few, so he was in no hurry to move. Nor it seemed, were they. Michael and Guy both looked as if they could sit and shoot the breeze all afternoon.( Read more... )
