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"That was great," Ethan said while zipping up his fly and latching his belt with a ’I-just-got-laid’ grin I was still on nity I had left

Letting so A kisslike an easy lay, which in honesty, I was

A few drinks ago I only planned on the obligatory kiss at the door, a touch here and there, but on seeing his porshe and the bottle of chanteau lafite he ordered during dinner, allwith my morals

"I’ll call you tomorrohen I’oing against iven my fellow readers: It’s not about the money or the looks It’s the way he treats and reuspects you for who you are and what you stand for So , fat lie even to ive you a good tier I was one of theer, tramp or whatever you called it