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Titleless.

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Parts 30
Time 1h 54m

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This story has been discontinued. Look out for the next book. ;)

Who knew texting an old number stuffed away in the drawer could lead to so much more...
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Ozzy📷🙈:  Hey Adrian...

Adrian👌🎸:  Yeah?

Ozzy📷🙈:  I love you.

Adrian👌🎸:  I love you too.

Ozzy📷🙈:  You do?

Adrian👌🎸:  I really do. 

Ozzy📷🙈:  I really love you.

Adrian👌🎸: I know you do~
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OSCRIAN- B×B
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My friends description when she was Pervy/High of no alcohol or drugs:

TWO BOIS MEET ON THE PHONE.  ONE IS SATAN, THE OTHER IS ANGLE THEY FULL IN LOVE BUT DEMON IS JUST TRICKING ANGEL. ANGEL TRIES TO MAKE SATAN GOOD BT SATAN OVERPOWERS HIM AND BECOMES SATAS SEX-SLAVE.
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Enjoy the gayness friends. Also beware. A lot of lenny faces.
Quite a bit of cussing.  Sexual humor. Blame Adrian. Adrian is the one to blame.All Rights Reserved

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