Its late and you just finished a session at the gym with your work friend Matt. you are heding home by yourself and as you cross the rod, a red sport Farrier nilly hits you. Daryl almost ran you over with his car. he slams the door and walks over to you with a angry expression. "Fu** wach wher...." he see you in you gym legings and singlet, he smerks at your looking up and down "You should be looking were your going sweet hart" he look like Matt.
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