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6/19/2016 6:43:02 PM
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The Kroot comforted the spess mehrine.
[i]Atleast he isn't a alcoholic..[/i] she thought as she walked to him.
Chloanne gathered her confidence and spoke to Rodedrick.
"Hi..How are you?"
She said, though a bit quiet. Clearly she was bad at this.
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That was all he needed. After all, it's not the room he cared about. It was the woman he shared it with. Once in the room with the door closed, he spoke. "I'll go take a shower. You get comfortable, I'll be joining you soon..."
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"Alright then.." As Roderick left she took off the Commissar coat, revealing the red jumpsuit that was underneath. She place the coat on the door handle. "Now..where did I leave my night clothes..?" She said to herself. Chloanne couldn't just wear the jumpsuit to bed, it would be uncomfortable. She would either go in with only her underwear or find her night clothes..
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Roderick walked to the bathroom, took off his clothes and had a very nice shower. A few minutes later he returned, ready for bed, wearing nothing but his underwear, which had an alluring bulge coming from it. Since he was only in his undergarments, it revealed the full girth, complexity and craftsmanship of his musculature: something most girls would have killed for.
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[spoiler]should..this move to PMs to be safe?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]yeah... maybe. Just in case.[/spoiler]
