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The Devil's Nest | Thursday Evening
Okay Buffy was well aware that she had a pretty active sex drive, but there was something about this week that made it almost unbearable. She had been, ahem, taking care of things herself of course but it wasn't really doing the trick as the week went on.
She tried to not let that mess with her first day of work but it was highly distracting. Even the bouncer was starting to look attractive.
She tried to not let that mess with her first day of work but it was highly distracting. Even the bouncer was starting to look attractive.
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"Nothing concrete," he said. "Anything in mind?"
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He leaned in slightly, licking his lips. "Mmhm?"
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