Thirteen

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Tropical margarita part two ¶{} ¶}]} ¶¶} °¶}] °} Ohhh... Answer the question zaddy! He cleared his throat, i expected him to speak, but nothing came out of his mouth. I've shocked alright, left him speechless. Take it from a pathological liar, the truth is not easy to tell. Ncaww just look at how ashamed he is. "If you do, it's not necessarily a bad thing, because that'd mean I have a nice ass." I grinned widely and my excitement was infectious enough to make him crack a small, nervous smile. "Come on daddy tell me, if I don't hear from you, who else will I hear it from?" I'm a little devil aren't I? "I don't.. I shouldn't... i shouldn't say such things hun." Dad scratched the back of his head, probably thinking very hard on how he's going to wiggle out of this conversation. "Be

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