Where is she?
California
The Vietnamese cafe was buzzing with plenty of beautiful, scantily-clad gook sluts serving mediocre coffee, but Lena was the one that the white bull came for. He made eye contact with her, signaling that it was time to bring another coffee. Without delay, the Vietnamese girl adjusted her yellow bikini and sauntered over with a new cup of coffee.
"Here you go," Lena said with a smile as the coffee was placed on the table. "Is there anything else I can get you, sir?"
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