Who do you decide to hang with?
Help Flo with Grinding
You decide that since Flo seemed the least responsive to your moves, not that you really had a chance to show her some. Maybe you can get the ball(s) rolling.
You walk outside and almost immediately find Flo by the front door, grinding some corn flour. She's wearing an average morning dress, as well as that fucking napkin on her head, but most importantly, she's rolled up her sleeves, revealing very toned arms. Sitting down in the sunlight, you can see she's definitely a hottie little pornstar in the making. She looks up as she sees you approach.
"Oh. It's thou," she says while frowning.
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