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... hunting and separating with my friends, l held ten of my new projects in a bag when Clara finally showed up after her shift, along with the same group of female hunters I’d handed the dildos to yesterday.
This time, unlike before—where they threw me skeptical glances—they were actively avoiding eye contact, like they couldn’t bear to admit just how good my dildos had made them feel. But I could tell. Their SF levels were below 70 today. Meaning they probably went wild last night.
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