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I fleft the room the give calorie cake some alone time

As I shot this low dude through the chest, all I could think about was her bod. I couldn't focus 🧘 so I missed his chest and hit his leg. He didn't die so I shot him again, picturing him touching my little carrot being touched or LOOKED AT by this guy.

If another man touches her...

The thought forced my non petite hands to shoot him through the brain 18 months times. My carrot cake would be safe from him

I would punish if another MALE touched her 🤬

I would be feral (fertile)

I clench my tail , orb glisten

She's so smol

I wonder how she's okay?

I, yell at iPad "clean up this darn mess"

I louk op at security car and see stripper stripper Ozempic I assume. She's on a company computer idk why

I hope she knot stealin company info or bucks 🔝

I assume she know because she's obviously wouldn't be so obvious about it.

Just being safe I send over a security guard 💂‍♀️

I head to my room to see Vahoona

I hope she's woke 🏳️‍🌈 up 🔝

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