Douman pokes their head in just in time to catch Sheila doing... absolutely nothing! Like, really. There seems to be an aborted attempt at playing a board game on the floor next to the beanbag, and she's blankly staring at a Recipe for Seduction while squeezing the titty stress ball in her hand.]
Remembering why I don't buy corporately branded fried chicken. It's never warm when you get home... And it just goes straight to your thighs. [Squeeze. Squeeze. Squeeze.] What's up?
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Douman pokes their head in just in time to catch Sheila doing... absolutely nothing! Like, really. There seems to be an aborted attempt at playing a board game on the floor next to the beanbag, and she's blankly staring at a Recipe for Seduction while squeezing the titty stress ball in her hand.]
Remembering why I don't buy corporately branded fried chicken. It's never warm when you get home... And it just goes straight to your thighs. [Squeeze. Squeeze. Squeeze.] What's up?