On the one hand, Rocco was back in the hotel with no fake memories or anything. On the other hand though, he was a she, again. Now it was interesting the first time. Hey, the hotel gave her a hot body at least--nice, perky tits, tiny waist, nice ass--but the second time around? She was kind of just irritated... especially since the hotel had seen
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Unluckily for Rocco, he -or she- wasn't the only bastard grabbed by the balls -ovaries?- by a Mistress as cruel as their smoking habit. So, right after a quick trip to the toilet, he had decided to pass by the store to get a new pack of smokes before he ran out of them.
He was currently waiting at the line to pay, eyeing the covers of the porn magazines displayed next to him.
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She should have just ignored him too--she knew it. It was too risky to talk, but fuck, she couldn't help but smirk to herself when she saw where his eyes were. "You're in a hotel for sex and you're... checking out porno mags?"
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That should explain it all, aye.
.... Fucking Hell, that's why Connor is better than you at these things, Murphy...
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Fuck, she didn't know if she could keep a straight face though, but she could at least maybe use her tits to get out of here a little quicker.
She chewed at her lip absently, shifting just a little bit closer to Murphy. "You know, despite being engrossed in fucking porn, you look like a gentleman." She paused, holding up the back of smokes. "So do you think you'd mind letting me cut here? Only got one thing to pay for, promise."
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"Ah, fuck, are you oka--" He stopped and stared, "Rocco! You're--..."
Murphy made an hourglass symbol with his hands, then opened them in pleased astonishment. "Fuck, you gotta run into me more often."
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"Oh, fuck you, Murph'," she grumbled, arms crossed. She'd been going to go hide out in the room she still kept, even if she kind of... sort of stayed with Murphy and Connor way more often than not since that little invitation to move in.
But fuck it, she was here now and maybe she still had clothes here that weren't girly as fuck. Reaching out, she pressed her palm to Murphy's chest, giving him a nudge back. "Move and let me inside, will ya? I don't wanna stay out in the halls. And maybe lend me some clothes?"
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He sauntered back into the room, looking over his shoulder, "Should I get you a beer, too?"
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"Beer'd be nice, but it'd be nicer if you just came with me to the bedroom..."
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