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Riley was antsy, and you never got that with Riley. She hid it well, of course. A cool demeanor, smart outfit. She was sat in a corner booth at a diner her and Catherine had agreed to meet up at, and the only thing giving away the fact she was antsy and nervous, was the bouncing of her left leg under the table ( Read more... ) -
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If there was one thing Riley liked after a shift as crap as hers today, it was slumming down in a local bar, drinking her weight in whiskey and beer, then collapsing in a heap on her bedspread, waking with a storming headache. Of course, she much preferred to go home and have copious amounts of sex, but she was a little too hung up over someone she ( Read more... ) -
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You know what makes me laugh ( Read more... )