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Lilac Honey Lily
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Yeah, alright. She's not a retard, and the mouseman is a drunk fuck. I can live with that.
It certainly didn't feel like I was fucking a moron. She may have been simple, but man, being stupid shouldn't keep you from being loved.
I'll make her feel good again.
Her parents run the DIY shop, which was closed cos' they were on a date at the Rollin' Rock Cafe.
It's like 4PM now. Fran invited me for dinner at 5PM. I mean, I could just stroll in and be nice 'n early, but that could also be seen as a burden.
There's Ellenoir at the Rollin' Rock Cafe, but she's working right now. There's Diane sleeping in my room, in her underwear, and wants to get a good dicking, but hungover if not drunk. There's Samantha and Elaine on Buccaneer Road, but I dunno, they might be busy. There's that mousechick - Did I get her name yet? I forgot. - working at the postal office. The bear might still be on the beach. Then there's three more houses I haven't checked out yet, two on buccaneer road, one isolated in the northwest.
And.. well.. I shot my load in the bear, so I'm not in a hurry to fuck. Those tits were great though, damn.
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