Tuesday, 23 September 2025

1737

I am suddenly giggling nervously. Uncontrollably. "What's up", says Lawrence. "At least, Carl and I are also both asexual. So, I don't think we'll have much of a wedding night to get nervous about." "Too true", says Carl, "Too true." "And to think you used to be a hooker", mutters Stella, dismissively but clearly with affection. "Just in case I haven't mentioned it already, Lawrence. Your newfound cousin also happens to be a retired ho." "Now that is really interesting."

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