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DOUBLE ENDED SWORD?

Synopsis: A vacation, Piña Colada’s, drunk texts and a solution to Ellie’s art block.

WC: 5.2k

Warnings: +18 MDNI, sexting, fingering, sex on camera, sub!reader, Ellie’s perch but so is reader(trademark)

“Ok, what about this?” Ellie sat in front of the half painted flower, using a tiny canvas to swatch her colors, soft music playing in the back. She turned to Dina, showing her the third swatch of purple “I don’t see a difference.”

“Oh my god!” Ellie groaned, the showcase was now about four weeks away and yet here she was with a still unfinished piece. “I’m not good at that stuff, you know this! I just handle your emails and calls, not the heavy duty.” Dina joked, she sat with her laptop open on Ellie’s bed, typing away.

“Maybe I’m not cut out for this shit, maybe I should go back to the farm-”

“Ah! Don’t start with that shit.” Dina rose from her spot, trotting over to the girl covered in paint. She placed a heavy hand on her shoulder “Look I know it’s not easy, Els, but you’re being way too hard on yourself.”

“You just sold a painting for a hundred and fifty thousand and it’s only up from here, don’t back out now just because you feel a bit overwhelmed.” If there was one thing Dina was good at, it was making the girl feel like she was constantly overreacting; which was true most of the time, Ellie just couldn’t stand to admit that.

“I know I asked you to be my manager and everything but you’re starting to sound like my old man,” Dina gave her a light shoulder punch before wandering further into the room.

It was swatch after swatch, yet nothing felt right. “God, I hate color theory.” She grumbled, staring down at the paints on her messy pallete, her brows furrowed as she tried to dicipher what the fuck she was even doing.

“Hey, your new neighbour’s kinda hot.” It made her heart jump out of slight jealousy, she didn’t turn around, just continued to fight with the pallette before. “Yeah, I noticed.”

You sat at your vanity, big curlers in your hair, a pretty pink silk robe with feathers lining the end — probably one of your favourite — as you fixed your makeup for the third time.

“That shit really pissed me off, what do you mean I can’t carry a dildo in my carry on? It’s fucking plastic.” You and Penny had planned to stream at your place, courtesy of the fact she desperately wanted to see your new place. So here you sat on the phone with the girl who just landed, having discourse over her TSA experience.

“It’s fear of the unknown, you know how people get when they don’t understand something.” You shrugged, applying your mascara that would be ruined by the end of the night.

“What the fuck are we supposed to do now? What am I supposed to do? Belinda was so special to me, god I hate airports.”

“Are you about to cry-”

“No. Yes. Belinda!” Penny yelled, you did your best to contain your laughter searching through your pile of makeup for your blush. “What’s your ETA Penn's?” You giggled.

“Fuck if I know, this uber keeps driving past me. I’m right fucking here, asshole.” She huffed, you lightly packed the pink powder beneath your eyes. “That’s the third time, I’m gonna kill this guy!”

“You know what, I’ll leave you to it.”

“Prick!” You heard her yell one last time before you hung up the phone, you turned your attention over to your neighbour. Ellie sat frustrated in front of the painting she moved into her room a few days ago, very evidently struggling to complete it.

You grabbed your phone, a few days ago you managed to exchange numbers with the girl — of course after frantically apologizing for the show you put on a few nights prior, lying about it being mere phone sex but Ellie knew what was really going on — asking her to check on the pups while you ran errands on certain occasions.

You typed up a short message, wanting to talk to the girl before being occupied for the night, though before you hit send you looked back up to find her joined by another dark haired woman. Your heart sank, was she seeing someone?

You bit the inside of your cheek, shutting your phone off and heading to your living room.

“That’s it, I give up for the day.” Ellie said, finally defeated. The time read ‘12:16AM’, she’s been in front of the canvas all day and had barely made any progress. “Fuck me, I haven’t got shit done!”

“Mmm! Stop yelling.” Dina mumbled, she’d curled up in Ellie’s bed, made herself more than comfortable before falling asleep. Then again she was up all day answering emails for not just Ellie but another small company she worked for, she once told Dina that she had too much on her plate to which she replied.

“You over stuff yourself now to not be hungry later, the more I work now, the less I worry later.”

To which Ellie responded “Yeah, it’s an all you can eat restaurant, I’d be damned if I wasn’t full later.”

Ellie quickly tiddied her spot, emptying the water glass and rinsing the brushes. She shut her curtains and tucked Dina into bed “Night, night stupid.” She whispered.

Ellie carried her laptop into the living room along with a pillow and blanket, thankfully when she first moved in Dina convinced her to not have an open concept living room and invest in a soft couch. She sighed as she laid down on the sofa, opening her laptop.

Curiosity getting the best of her, she quickly connected her headphones, revisiting the incognito tab and managing to retrace her steps back to your webpage; to her surprise, you were live right now.

It was almost disgusting how quickly she opened the stream, her heart skipping a beat when she realized you were with that girl again, Penny was it?

Your hair was done all cute and curly, your makeup done and a cute but very short silk nightgown to top it all off. That however couldn’t distract her enough from the position you were currently in, your head against the pillows as you held one leg into your chest and the other pressed into the mattress by Penny as she worked three fingers into you.

“How do you manage to always get such a soaked princess? It’s almost like a talent of yours.” One thing about Penny was that she was mean, it’s what she was known for on her streams. She didn’t play around, everyone else she collabed with knew she ran a tight ship.

Though with you, she was way soft. Some people weren’t buying it at first, but soon it became your staple; you were the mean girl's soft spot. “For you, Penny, I’m easy like Sunday fucking morning- God!” You whimpered, reaching down to hold onto her wrist — desperately trying to ground yourself.

Your eyes were shut tight, feeling the waterworks starting to run. From both your eyes and sopping cunt, and as if almost on cue, Penny stopped. Showing the camera the mess you made on her fingers, you whined at the loss of friction. “Penny,” you whined, hoping she’d turn her attention back to you.

“Don’t be fucking greedy,” She hovered over you, using one hand for leverage and the other to grope your tit. Leaning down to give you a short kiss before pulling away completely, “Besides,” she hopped off the bed and over to the bag she left open in the corner of your room.

You sat up, all pouty looking, you were nothing short of spoiled by the girl and god did it look good on you.

Ellie could feel her heartbeat again, the same two reoccur spots; her chest, where her heart felt ready to burst through her ribcage and her puss, the ever so unpleasant feeling she loved so much.

“Oh my god.” Your jaw dropped as Penny climbed back into the bed “This my friends, is big Bertha!” Penny held up a clear pink double ended dildo to the camera happily.

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“Ask and you shall receive, on your back, pretty girl.”

Before anything could happen, Ellie was pulled from her focus on the two of you “You’re still up?” She heard through her headphones, quickly slamming the laptop shut and ripping the headphones off her head.

“Dina, oh my god.” The girl stood over her, her hair messy. “What- What’re you doing up?” Ellie asked, frightened and a bit nervous as to almost being caught.

“I had to piss, why’re you up?”

“Can’t sleep.” Which was a half truth, she couldn’t sleep because of how indulged she was in your work. “Hmm, well your neighbour was also starting to get a bit loud, mind if I crash out here?”

“Yeah, yeah sure.” Ellie made room on the opposite side of the couch, the two of them now curled up on an armrest trying to get some rest. “Oh my god, can you hear that? Wait, shhh!” The two of them stayed as quiet as possible, it was you, your whines of pleasure bleeding through the walls; Dina could only imagine how your actual neighbours felt.

“Jesus Christ, they’re like rabbits!” Ellie chewed on the dead skin around her fingernails, imagining the faces you were probably making right now.

“We should go on a vacation together, I say we do down south, no pun intended.” The two of you sat outside an ice cream parlour, yet you were too distracted by the thought of Ellie with that girl from yesterday.

Has she ever mentioned a girlfriend, or a situationship even? Did you miss some sort of sign or signal? She knocked on your door first, was she just trying to be nice?

“Hello? Earth to the prettiest princess?” Penny waved a hand in front of your face, snapping you out of your rampant thoughts. “What.” You blinked.

“I said let’s go on a girls trip, pretty island? Have you been listening to anything I’m saying right now, like at all?” You hesitated before shaking your head, stabbing her spoon into her scoop of cherry gelato — very on brand — she rested her elbows on the table, leaning in trying to read you.

“What’s up, you’ve been in deep thoughts since I got here. What’s on your mind?” You shrugged, unsure of how to tell her you may have a small crush on your neighbour.

“Is it- your neighbour?” You perked up, it seems like you weren’t being mysterious enough. “There it is.”

“How can you tell?” You lifted your spoon, playing around with the melting ice cream. “For one, when I couldn’t find my phone this morning I used yours to call it-”

“You went through my phone?”

“No bitch, you left your messages open. Did I read the text between you two? Maybe, but it was your fault.”

“Wha-”

“You also as a reflex tried to look out the window multiple times last night before realizing the curtains were closed, is she judging you? Making you feel uncomfortable?” Penny asked, biting down on the red plastic spoon.

One thing about Penny was that the ‘mean persona’ she had on camera wasn’t for just the camera’s; Penny was actually mean. “You know me, I’ll march down there and rip her a new one.”

“No! No, you don’t have to do that,” You covered your face with your hands, embarrassed, you were glad to have someone like Penny by your side but sometimes it could get a little embarrassing watching her go off on people for you.

“She’s just, really cute and I think I messed up. I forgot to close my curtains the first night I streamed and I-”

“Oh, so you like her.” You felt your face warm up, looking down at your nails which were in need of a refill. “I’m not sure, I haven't really talked to her. Plus I think I saw her girlfriend last night.” It made your heart heavy,

“Girlfriend? How’d you figure that out?”

“Dunno, there was this girl there yesterday-“

“You see one girl in her apartment and all of a sudden she has a girlfriend? And what about you, she saw you finger yourself on camera? You don’t think she thinks you’re seeing someone?” You recalled the moment you told the girl or was just phone sex, now you were sat with immense guilt — would she even want to talk to you?

“Hey, maybe we should go on that trip.”

“Is that all you’re worried about-”

“Ah! Hear me out, we go on the trip and you ask her to pet sit. You ask to visit her, speak and you can peek around her place. Be a bit nosey.” If it was possible, there’d be a lightbulb lighting up above your head. “You’re so fucking right!”

“I’m just that genius.”

“I’m so sick of this shit.” Ellie stood before her piece, the leaves had gained their color but the flower itself remained blank. The white canvas was almost intimidating, it made her stomach churn in fear; that’s when her phone went off.

pretty girl nextdoor: r u busy ??

Ellie smiled to herself, typing away a response.

els (hot neighbour ?): not at all.

pretty girl nextdoor: can i swing by?

pretty girl nextdoor: wanted to talk

els (hot neighbour ?): sure, c’mon by.

Now here you stood, the door felt ten times bigger than you. You put on something cute, a pair of frilly bloomers and a tube top, your hair littered with tiny ribbons; were you really just trying to talk?

You knocked, three times, a gentle but firm knock. You felt your heart racing, were you over dressed? Under-dressed? Was the dark haired girl still here? Maybe this was ring for you to do, maybe you should turn back-

“Hey,” Ellie greeted you, snapping you out of your trance. “Hi!” You smiled. She let you in, stepping aside to open the door, her place was so different from yours.

She had paint brushes everywhere, paint splatters across blank walls. It was messy, almost like she’d thrown her own personality across the room. “Wow.” You whispered.

“Sorry it’s not pretty looking, I’ve been working, no time to clean.” She slipped past you, heading into her kitchen. “That’s ok.” You followed.

“Want something to drink?” She offered, opening her fridge. You sat at the kitchen island, taking in your surroundings trying to grasp any details that may scream ‘she has a girlfriend’. “Water, please.”

She placed the glass before you, filled with water. She stood across from you, fidgeting in her spot as usual “You had something you wanted to ask me?” You took a sip before speaking.

“I just- I wanted to ask- I’m travelling soon, and I can’t exactly take the pups with me. I was wondering if you could pet sit for me while I’m gone? Won’t be more than five days I promise, and they’re so well behaved!” You pleaded, clasping your hands together, Ellie felt her heart jump, seeing you almost beg was kinda new to her.

“Your girlfriend won’t mind, would she?” You had no idea where that came from, taken back by the sentence yourself “girlfriend?” She chuckled, surprised. “Yeah the Uhm- the brunette, she was here yesterday-”

“Oh, you mean my manager.” If you weren’t embarrassed before, you definitely were now. “That’s Dina, we’ve been friends for years. She handles all the important stuff for me, I just do the painting.” Your heart was in your ass right about now, you felt the urge to just throw up across the island counter.

“Did you, think I had a girlfriend?” She asked, leaning against the counter waiting for you to respond. “I mean- I was expecting you to.” She was hot, any passerby could tell, a pretty face like that does not go unsat.

“I don’t know if I’m supposed to be flattered or offended?” She giggled, you smiled sheepishly, trying to make due out of the awkward situation.

“I can watch them for you.” You perked up, you’d completely forgotten the initial reason you wanted to talk to her about, feeling guilty about the whole situation. “Yeah, yeah that’d be great!”

Sooner or later you were dropping the pups off at her place, explaining their routines and habits to the girl. “They’ll be good, I promise.”

“I’ll take your word for it.”

Once you left, Ellie spent time in front of the canvas as per usual — now talking to the pups about her little art block. “What do you guys think, hmm?” She had jaws in her arms while biggie sat at her feet panting. “Not really talkers I guess, it’s ok, probably just nerves.” She said, placing Jaws back on the floor.

“You know, your mom is a real catch- or, fuck I hate that.” She chewed on the dead skin around her finger nails. “Not like, in a weird way, she’s great! Cute, a bit awkward but so am I. She’s like a dream come true.” Ellie turned back to find the two dogs fast asleep in her bed, she scoffed.

“I’m not that fucking boring!”

You and Penny were enjoying your time away from home, though you couldn’t help but worry about Ellie and the pups; hopefully they weren’t causing her too much trouble.

els (hot neighbour ?): don’t even worry, they’re on their best behaviour!

you smiled at the text, typing up a response “You’re not seriously texting her again are you?” Penny stood in the mirror, trying to get her beach waves just right “Maybe.” You muttered, Penny huffed, dropping her curling iron on the vanity, strutting over to you and snatching your phone.

“We're gonna drink tonight, you’re not gonna text her until tomorrow. We’re here to have a good time.” She stated.

That evening would probably be hell if you could remember it, you and Penny had drink after drink, Penny flirted her way into more drink with some of the bartenders and other tourists. You were just keen on keeping your piña colada streak going.

It wasn’t until you were whining on Penny's shoulder how tired you were that she brought you back to the room, throwing up twice and sprawling across the mattress. “M’gonna see if I can get my pussy ate, I’ll be right back.” She smiled before leaving, Penny was always better at handling her liquor than you were; but it did always make for better sex.

The mere thought caused you to sit up, a strong tingle between your legs and some sort of arousal in your nipples; that was new.

You stripped down, now bare you decided to take a few pictures to send to Penny with hopes of luring her back to your room.

You squeezed your tits together, taking a quick photo, your face looked pouty, bratty — a perfecting calling almost. Without hesitation you hit send, though while you waited you decided to get to work on yourself, laying back and pumping two fingers in and out of yourself slowly.

Ellie sat in front of the canvas again, the pups had fallen asleep in her living room this time leaving her in her own room to think; her worst nightmare.

Her gut felt as if it was filled with moths, everytime she came back to the painting it made her more and more uneasy. Though the thoughts were brought to a complete stop when her phone pinged, it was you.

Happily, she opened the notification, anticipating a cute beach photo or some kind of update, though when she was met with a picture of your bare tits which you purposely squeezed together, she didn’t know how to react.

Though it seemed her puss had a different idea.

She didn’t know how many times she’d came, she stopped keeping count after the third but she couldn’t help herself; your recent stream with Penny was on replay for her.

“Fuck me.” She mumbled, watching you and Penny share the clear pink toy mindlessly. Your mind was almost mush at this point, you were sure if you tilted your head far enough it'd come pouring out.

She watched the two of you struggle to maintain a proper pace, you were too fucked to keep up and Penny was too amused to slow down.

Ellie could only imagine being able to simply racist you for one night, she wouldn’t be as mean nor as rough as Penny, not unless you asked. She’d be gentle yet firm, keeping you in a constant reassurance that you’d get what you needed.

She’d eat you out like there’s no tomorrow, letting you sit on her face till her sinus couldn’t forget your smell. Your cries would be music to her ears, replaying them in her mind whenever she missed you; you were like this fungi growing all over her brain, you were taking over her life slowly.

“Ok but really, you should’ve called me last night. You know I would’ve never let you touch yourself alone.” Penny whined, the two of you sat on beach chairs, kicked back and basking in the sun.

“I tried to, you didn’t answer.” You huffed, taking a sip from the makeshift pineapple cup filled with the sweet Piña Colada You’d been enjoying your whole trip, “No the fuck you didn’t,” Penny quickly searched her phone, looking for any messages you’d sent her recently.

“I sent you a photo of my boobs Penny, you saw it.” You whined, opening your own phone to prove her wrong — that’s when you realized the photo had made it to the wrong chat.

You shot up, from your relaxed spot, staring at the message you’d gotten from your neighbour.

els (hot neighbour ?): i dont think this was meant for me?

Your heart dropped, opening your phone you were met with the rather raunchy image you’d meant to send Penny in the private messages between you and Ellie. “Fuck!”

“What? What is it?” You turned the phone to Penny, she read the messages and laughed.

“It’s not funny!” You whined, burying your face in your beach towel. You felt your heart racing, not because you were embarrassed for sending them, but because you were sure she didn’t appreciate them either.

“What if she thinks I’m a whore?” You dragged. “Hate to break it to you babe, you kinda are.”

You sat up, jaw dropped at her response “Not because of our occupation, but because of how slutty you get when you get fucked.”

“Fuck you.” you threw your towel at her, . “Don’t think of it as a bad thing, she’s probably just being polite? You were drunk anyway.”

“I know! But like, what if she doesn’t want me?”

“Oh my god girl, get a grip.”

“She sent you fucking what?” Dina paused, dropping her spoon into the bowl of cereal before her. “Yeah, I don’t know either.”

“Ok, well you’re watching her dogs, and she sent you a tit pic? She clearly wants you.”

“No- no, she was probably drunk, maybe it was meant for someone else.” Ellie wouldn’t lie and say she didn’t like the photo, but you were obviously very out of it from how low your eyes were; did it lead her to your trusty site where your pussy was on full display? Possibly.

“You’re sure she wasn’t thinking about you?” Dina asked, scraping her spoon across the bottom of the milk filled bowl. “I don’t know, either way, it’s not my problem.” She sighed, leaning against the counter, thinking.

“Ok, well how’s the painting going? We have a few weeks left before the showcasing, any progress?” Ellie’s heart dropped, she was going through a serious art block — she’d spend late nights sitting in front of the half painted canvas, unsure of what color to even start with for the centre flower.

Dina was counting on her, to somehow bring something priceless to the table in hopes of impressing buyers. “It’s good- great actually, almost done, I promise.” A fucking lie.

“Good, the Nelson’s are counting on us, on you. We’ll be out in Seattle-”

“Seattle?” Ellie perked up, she knew the showcasing would be on location, she just didn’t think Seattle of all places. “Oops.”

“We’re going to fucking Seattle? Why didn’t you tell me?” She asked, Dina rose from her spot at the kitchen island, bringing her bowl to the sink. “Because I knew you’d say no.”

“Yeah-”

“Look, you don’t have to worry about that fucking painters guild, or whatever they are-“

“Washington Frontiers? They sell pretty big pieces Dina, almost eight hundred thousand, I’m not gonna make a fucking dime.” Ellie tucked her arms over her chest, now feeling a bit more doubtful about her piece.

“So you have beef with them-”

“Not them, Abby.”

“Ok whatever, you don’t need to focus on making a million dollars, you just need to make a sale. You can do that, I know you can.” She reassured, Ellie scratched the back of her neck before starting to pace, slowly. “Fine, fine. When’s our flight?” She asked, obviously defeated.

“Thursday, Friday is the setup, Saturday the showing, Sunday there’s a little after party and we’re back here on Monday.” Ellie groaned, throwing her head back in annoyance.

“Hey, you need to make connections. Don’t get mad at me cause you’re so introverted.”

“I hate you.”

“Your favourite and only manager loves you too.”

After Dina had left, Ellie sat in front of the canvas in her room again. The Jaws and Biggie were surprisingly quiet, they enjoyed Dina’s company but weren’t at all too rowdy. Opening her phone again, it led her back to the text she sent you, still no response.

Scrolling up, she decided to delete the photo from her end, holding down and getting ready to delete it on her end —- that’s when her little light bulb went off. Looking between the canvas and her phone, she held the photo up to the empty space that desperately needed paint.

“Holy fuck.” She whispered, quickly scattering to find her paints and the perfect brush; the idea had finally come to her.

You stood outside the girls apartment, a bit embarrassed but you had to pick up the pups. You knocked, hesitantly, waiting felt like a death sentence, would she just let the dogs out and shut the door in your face? Was she gonna be awkward about it?

You were startled, pulled from your thoughts as she swung the door open. “Hey!” She smiled, she was covered in paint splatters. “Hi,” you greeted, the two of you standing in silence for a moment as the girl caught her breath.

“Oh! The pups, sorry- come in, I forgot to get their stuff together.” She let you in, the place had large sheets across the floor, covered in paint splatters, almost a complete replica of herself. “Hard at work?” You asked, Biggie and Jaws running to greet you. “Hello babies.” You kneeled down, smiling as the two sat before you, giving them both a good scratch.

“Yeah, sorry I know the place is a mess but trust me, they didn’t get into any paint. I swear.” She brought the duffel bag to you, watching as you greeted your two fur babies.

Standing from your spot on the ground, you smiled “Good, I hope they weren’t a handful.”

“Not at all, better behaved than I am.” She joked, you both chuckled. There was tension, even if it was minor but you didn’t want to address it just yet. “Uh, you don’t mind helping me bring the bag back to mine do you?” Ellie turned red in the face, embarrassed? Nerves?

“Yeah, yeah sure I can do that.” She gave you a tight lipped smile, following you to your apartment you told her all about your trip. The pretty beach, the palm trees, the Piña Colada’s all of it — or most of it.

“Sounds like a blast.” She said, gently placing the bag on your island counter. Biggie and Jaws took off to your room leaving the two of you alone. “Look I Uhm- wanted to apologize about you know, I was drunk. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, wrong receiver is all.”

Once Ellie had left, you sat in your bed for hours, trying to decide whether or not you should start up a steam or just text the girl next door; regardless there was a warmth growing between your legs and it would get dealt with.

pretty girl nextdoor: hey,,,,,,,

It was so obviously a booty call, anyone from mars could see it.

els (hot neighbour ?): hey :)

You bit the inside of your cheek, should you even try? You laid back against your silk pillows, squeezing your thighs together as you typed away.

pretty girl nextdoor: wanted to apologize again

els (hot neighbour ?): ur good dont even worry abt it

pretty girl nextdoor: can I ask u a question?

els (hot neighbour ?): sure, shoot.

pretty girl nextdoor: did u like them?

pretty girl next door: be honest with me

Your heart was racing and pussy throbbing, anticipation was killing you. Watching those three little bubbles pop up and disappear about four times, you shouldn’t have asked.

You sighed, before you could shut your phone off and roll over she finally texted back.

els (hot neighbour ?): yes, I did.

You felt heat rise in many places, a small smile creeping onto your lips.

pretty girl next door: wanna see them again?

els (hot neighbour ?): please.

Ellie couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty after the whole thing, but you did manage to help her get through her art block. She was finally glazing over the painting she’d spent weeks working on; she was surprisingly proud of the piece seeing as it usually took her way longer than to complete something of this scale.

As she was finishing up, she got a call from her favourite manager.

“Dina.”

“How’s my favourite artist?” Ellie smiled to herself. “Favourite? Did you and Jesse get back together?”

“God, don’t bring him up. Anyways, the Nelson’s showed me the hotel they have booked for us and Ellie, you’re in for a treat.” Ellie could feel butterflies fill her stomach, she knew it was a pretty big opportunity she was just surprised that her sponsors had so much faith in her.

“That's great!”

“You’re doing great Els, as long as you keep this up we’re on a road to beautiful fortune!” Dina's smile could be heard through the the phone, she was very evidently ecstatic about the whole thing.

“Oh, I’m getting a call, I’ll talk to you soon. Later Els!” Was the last thing Ellie had heard before the phone cut off.

She shoved her phone in her pocket, standing in front of the completed canvas. It was like a weight lifted off of her shoulders to finally have the piece done, the flower was gorgeous — thanks to you and your gorgeous tits — now she had to pray that someone would be hella interested in buying it.

“Time to make bank.”

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