"$4m in FrogEcoiƱ, or another go on the twin towers?" she read from an invisible autocue slightly above my right shoulder. The satin of her kimono was taut with the sizable excellence of her chest. No decision to be made, my friend.
The usb had hit the insane premier inn carpet and bounced slighty, I caught it clean and volleyed it away towards the chamber maid retreating from the bathroom.
"Crypt-NO!!!" I roared and parcoured, nude and fully erect, onto the bed.
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