*Daisy’s room at Obnizov’s—9 PM*
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Daisy had just finished taking the sheets off the bed. Come on, no one can sleep on a slimy bed smelling like c*m. She took the sheets off and put on new ones. She took the slimy yucky sheets and took them to the laundry. Upon returning, Daisy took a bath. Ah, what a lovely feeling to have hot water running down her body after that awful contamination. She made sure that especially her rosy p*ssy and her *sshole.
Daisy left the bathroom with a towel around her body and another towel on her hair. It was such a nice feeling of liberation and purity that she started humming. She took a little notebook off her bag and noted three things:
“Movies at Barnaby’s, Saturdays/Sundays”
“Soccer at the local club, probably just once in a while”
And the address of the mansion. She ripped the paper off.