" Please fuck my cunt," She said louder
Go home. .
. Wittiker left too ,he was in his 20's ,he was hot and enjoyed a drink ,but Clara thought he was a strange man as he had a large collection of plastic models to which he kept in his front window 40k he called it but Clara was sure they were expensive hunks of plastic (writer intervening: don't actually dislike 40k). She walked home to the bus stop the usual route like she did after every working day through a few alleys, she never had trouble everyone knew her in those alleys too and so there was always an eye kept on her to make sure she got to her stop on time
" Please fuck my cunt," She said louder
Go home. .
. Wittiker left too ,he was in his 20's ,he was hot and enjoyed a drink ,but Clara thought he was a strange man as he had a large collection of plastic models to which he kept in his front window 40k he called it but Clara was sure they were expensive hunks of plastic (writer intervening: don't actually dislike 40k). She walked home to the bus stop the usual route like she did after every working day through a few alleys, she never had trouble everyone knew her in those alleys too and so there was always an eye kept on her to make sure she got to her stop on time
" Please fuck my cunt," She said louder
Go home. .
. Wittiker left too ,he was in his 20's ,he was hot and enjoyed a drink ,but Clara thought he was a strange man as he had a large collection of plastic models to which he kept in his front window 40k he called it but Clara was sure they were expensive hunks of plastic (writer intervening: don't actually dislike 40k). She walked home to the bus stop the usual route like she did after every working day through a few alleys, she never had trouble everyone knew her in those alleys too and so there was always an eye kept on her to make sure she got to her stop on time
