Eights

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           "Boys, I hope you don't mind, but you'll have to sleep in Greg's studio for the night. Sid flooded the guests'room a few days ago and I don't have where else to set you."       I looked at Kathy with big terrified eyes. First of all, she planned on making me and Ryder sleep in the same bed. Secondly, Greg was an erotic photographer. He worked for the Playboy magazines and as much as boobs didn't affect me, I knew he had some pretty droll worthy naked men hanged on the walls. There was no way I could survive a night  in there with Ryder.       "Uh... Don't worry yourself, Kathy! I can sleep in the living room on the couch. It's not like I move too much in my sleep..." I pointed to my useless legs, trying to mask my desperation with a sweet smile.       Kathy shook her head, sc

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