[Oh, Bellamy, you sweet summer child. She snorts and looks away, because yeah. You don't have to worry about her here, nope. Not in cuddle city, not with the array of condoms and sex toys and guys and girls looking for some good time. And your sister, who is a babe, will have such bad luck getting some good time here. And your sister, who's probably as stubborn and dedicated about fullfilling the contract, if she's here, is so going to - you know - get some.
Not a worry about her.]
Hey, you also get money every month, so next one can be on you.
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Not a worry about her.]
Hey, you also get money every month, so next one can be on you.