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Remember: everything Trevor says is made up.
*I absentmindedly put an hand on my forehead as my head hurt like hell.* Shit, fucking hangover. *I murmured roughly ad I wiped away some drool from my lips. As I turned, so I was laying on my back, I felt an erection restraining from my pants.* Damn it. *I cursed under my breath as I unceremoniously touched my dick through my pants.*
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