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Playlist: Video 42/67
Playlist: Video 42/67 “How did it go?” Orosa said while leaning on a workbench in the garage. Several parts and detritus was thrown around, she had taken the opportunity to grease up her bike. She was wiping her hands on a white wool cloth, staining it black. Aura stared at her and felt her eyes watering. “Oh f**k. Don’t. Please don’t cry. Oh damn…” Orosa said and stepped close to hug her tightly. She had to raise herself on her toes to do that properly. Aura kept it in but accepted the hug. “People can see us you know,” Orosa said patting her on the back. “I don’t care,” Aura mumbled. “Okay, I’m gonna make a real show of looking around for a period pad for you after this. For distraction, they might believe it,” Orosa said, trying to make herself seem annoyed but her voice was cari
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