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I cling to Damien’s arm who isn’t offended in the least. To be honest, I can’t stand up anymore. Lucie being a twig, couldn’t support my weight. Whereas Damien… Did I already tell you that he was tall and strong? Strong, like the type to spend a lot of time in the gym to maintain his pecs and other parts of his anatomy. If he does, he has a very small p***s. It’s well known that gym bros aren’t the best equipped from this point of view. I burst out laughing alone, under the dumbfounded gaze of Lucie and Damien. Given their faces, they take me for a simpleton. They aren’t far from the truth. “Can we know what makes you laugh so much, Miss Jordan?” “Nah, I can’t say! Now, I don’t have to cooperate. And stop calling me Miss Jordan! Call me Maddie, like everyone else. I call you Damien!” “
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