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| Hey sweetie, welcome home. How are the mammary glans? | |
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| Full and succulent. How's the baby? | |
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| Oh he slept like a right bastard after I flogged him against a rock. He's just waking up. | |
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| And dinner? Has Meyers got dinner ready? | |
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| I haven't seen Meyers since this morning. I thought you'd given him the day off... | |
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| You know what it is? He's getting his jollies out with that love slave I got him! Well today I'll excuse it, but he'd better not make a habit of cutting work over this!!! | |
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