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“Hey, I couldn’t say I needed to stay back home so I could have sex and party. Doubt it would work.” Cresil enthused before chuckling. “Hope you aren’t old cause I’m older than you.”
Looking down as well, he nearly dismissed the fact that they were both laying in each others semen they had forgot about nearly an hour ago. Scratching the back of his head, Cresil got up and groaned in annoyance when his pants got dirty, and his favorite jacket.
“Well shit.” Cresil sighed and stood up before nodding. “Yeah shower sounds good.”
He started to take off his clothes, putting them in the hallway to wash later. Before he walked into the washroom, he froze and went back to Aoki. “Need help? Think you can walk? Cause if you can, you can use me for support.” Cresil then said simply while grabbing the dirtied blankets, needing to wash those too.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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