what next?
Get ready to meet Sofia
Considering I was going to have Sofia flirt with me, which would inevitably lead me to turning her into my fucktoy of a girlfriend, I decided to get ready. I showered, combed my hair, all that crap. What can I say, I'm a romantic at heart.
I saw Dove later researching porn writers and directors, and couldn't help but smile.
The doorbell rang, signaling Sofia's arrival.
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