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"Which one, mistress?"
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"You're amazing bikini bottom" he said to her. 'You ain bikini't seen bikini nothing yet' she thought to herself. For Janine wasn bikinilatina't stupid. Not really. Her main interests were makeup, sex and drugs but that didn't make her stupid. Not if you asked her. Now drinking a glass of wine with half a Quaalude dissolved in it that was stupid.
"Okay" he drawled. 'Funny bikini, he bottom thought 'how far away everything feels.'
"So bikini you will answer all of my questions with complete honesty bikini because I command it, won't you slave?"
"Which one, mistress?"
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