[If the old man could come more than once in one sitting he'd gladly open fire right now something like the first time in high school when a pretty, giggly blonde showed her a one for. The blonde was a girl.]
Shit. [Recover, man. Recover.] I know. I wanna make it there.
[His saliva is warm then suddenly cold under Freddy's breath. One of those paws wander from his hair to Freddy's back to claw lightly.]
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Shit. [Recover, man. Recover.] I know. I wanna make it there.
[His saliva is warm then suddenly cold under Freddy's breath. One of those paws wander from his hair to Freddy's back to claw lightly.]