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Liam Blande.

After filling my bag with the two faggots, Joana appeared in the room. And the poor woman was with a red confusion on her face and couldn't even look forward.

And it's Loan's scoundrel's fault. My employee is not made to be fucked by my brother. Now she can't even do her job right.

- Gentlemen, the... dinner has already been put on the table. - she says facing her feet, and hour joins her hands, hour she passes the hand in her hair. She can't even speak right.

Something that the daughter of the babysitter's goofy doesn't stay, she's hitting the hard one over me. Something that never happened in my life, and it will end in the blink of an eye.

- It's okay, Joana! - I say, I won't even ask why she's like that, because I already imagine by my endowment. - Call Jennifer there with the children, please. - I ask.

Women are all predictable.

- It's okay, excuse me! - she says it and leaves as if some animal were going to eat her.