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Chapter 11 by LeperMessiah

How do you run damage control?

A scapegoat

Leaving the redhead sprawled over the bar and covered in cum, inspiration strikes.

If there was ever a time for that scroll to come in handy...

You casually drop Nelacar's letter near the counter, as if it slipped out of his possession while standing over it...or **** Dagur's wife on it.

Satisfied with both the your nights activities, and your proof to convincingly deny it, you turn in for the night.

Are you ready for the College?

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