She’s supposed to be hosting a girls’ night for some of the other single women she works with. But, as seems to happen in her life, plans go awry. Instead of margaritas with the girls, it’s a bottle of scotch and Alan…
Hahahaha, poor Julianna. I can just imagine her sitting there (as Alan rants in the background) thinking "How is this my life?"
Hehe. But it ended in sex...Or maybe that's why it ended in sex. "Screw this, let's just drop the games and get to the sex...If I'm going to be stuck with you on a Friday night listening to you rant about Hugh Grant, THERE BETTER BE SEX."
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She’s supposed to be hosting a girls’ night for some of the other single women she works with. But, as seems to happen in her life, plans go awry. Instead of margaritas with the girls, it’s a bottle of scotch and Alan…
Hahahaha, poor Julianna. I can just imagine her sitting there (as Alan rants in the background) thinking "How is this my life?"
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