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I cockelse out of her, the waitress steps up to the table and begins taking orders

Riley gives hers I rattle offwhat I eat at this point I’ soaze back to Riley when I’ conversation with the rest of the girls, co her attention, unless I feel like offering my opinion on false lashes and whatever-the-fuck breast tape is, which I don’t I don’t even have an opinion on them Don’t wish to have an opinion, and sure as hell don’t want to pretend that I do And thanks to Reed and his hard-on for giant e Riley’s foot to get her out of that conversation and back into the silent one ere sharing

Should’ve gone around banging on every door thisit

Fuck this breakfast

Fuck these eggs Fuck this juice

I’ in nine minutes, but I have to sit here for fifty-six more and watch Riley and every other person at this table take their ti It’s torture I swear these assholes are all in it together They all knoant to get Riley alone and they’re keeping that fro funny shit, except for today when he orders twothe check

Swear to God I al hard at his kid I play it off, fake coughing and turning away, then I go back to watching Riley and the cock tease show she doesn’t realize she’s putting on

Sucking egg yolk off her thu started on the dae she orders

"You okay over there?" Beth asks roan slip out as I rub athard in a family restaurant But I can’t tell her that

"Just tired," I answer, letting hs

Reed stands from his chair and reaches back for his wallet "This was on us," he announces, tossinghere and sharing--"

"Great," I interrupt, getting toout Tessa’s chair for her She yelps "We’re happy to be here Thanks for the food Let’s get going"

I motion for everyone to stand andmore color ti ass out of his seat

"Here Just take it with you," I say, grabbing the paper and the cup of crayons and pushing them into his hands

"Cool!" he shouts, then holds the these CJ says I can"

Ben picks him up

"I don’t knoe’re allowed to do that," Mia observes, looking cautiously at Nolan while bouncing Chase

"I’ down at her "And if it isn’t, what are they gonna do?"

"Nothing," Luke and I answer together, both of us sounding ready to ju those crayons and stalling our exit I look over, catch his s Mia’s ar tile" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>