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so very very hot. absolutely bloody brilliant response to this request. loved it.
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I love the dirty porn. Thank you for making me buzz where it counts.
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Thankyou!
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"Shift your knickers, Sammy boy," Gene leers into his ear. "There's a scary man behind you, so you'll be wanting to hurry home."
Sam turns to Gene, trying to form words. He makes some dry noises, swallows, tries again.
"Guv. There's. There's a problem. At the station. Phyllis sent me to fetch you out of there. I think we'd better. I think we'd better take care of that first."
Gene's face has assumed a very, very blank expression.
"She said she'd pretty up Cell 4, in case you needed a quiet bit of kip."
Gene looks into the distance for a moment, then looks down at Sam. There is a new twinkle of menace in his eye.
"Oh, I think I can manage 'quiet' when it suits me, my boy." He opens the Cortina's passenger door.
"The question is, can you?"
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