Hey Beldandy? Yes? Dont you usually make dinner about now? Eh. Go make it yourself. Wha- Buuut... I'll make it up to you. She shoves her bare foot into your mouth. Is it tasty? Mhmm. Good, you're accepting your place well. (Accepting my place? Eh, whatever. She's so lucky that you love her feet. So soft and smooth, her blue nail polish.) She wiggles her toes to get your attention. Cmon, get into it slave! (Oh crap)
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