l win DJ. Do whatever you want, leave, stay, makes no difference to me. I'm not a mind reader like Alex, but I know what you're gonna decide, she says as she winks at you. Well? Shanna, I cant help but do this, you say as you repeatedly kiss both of her feet. That's what I thought, gimme a sec DJ. You watch as a chair made of technology grows out of the Training Room ground. She sits down, Ahh, much better, she sighs. Hmm, what to do now. Ooh, I know!
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