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Chapter 7

Henna giggled as Cockzilla teased his tongue across her cheek. “Are you going to let me write this script or not?” she said, her fingers glancing across the keyboard in front of her even as Cockzilla reached forward to grope her through her blouse. 
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Chapter 18

Cockzilla groaned as he rolled over in his bed. His head was pounding and hot like a watermelon in the sun. How much did he have to drink last night? The last thing he could remember was going into a private room with that Candy girl. How had he go
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