The automatic doors open, uggh, my feet are killing me! Drama Queen. Shut it DJ! Allow me my queen, you say as you remove her boots. You then kiss her feet once. She gets a devious smile. So, how much do you love my feet? Pardon? I read your mind silly. Your helmet flips back over your face. Dont hide, I think it's cute. I'm a little mad about the Drama Queen thing so...
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