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Jenna rolled her head against the couch, “She couldn't please me.” Then lifted her head and directed towards me, “You don't have that kind of problem do you, Amora?” McKenzie spat, “Leave her out of this.” Jenna shrugged, “What? It's just a question, let the girl speak for herself.” I spoke, “Do I have what kind of problem?” Jenna answered, “Pleasing someone?” I thought about it, “I disappointed my mom once.” The girls make a sickly noise and McKenzie laughed, “I think you have the wrong idea, Amora.” “Tsk. She didn't like what I did then s***k me for being naughty; I classify that as not pleasing someone.” They all burst into a laughing fit, “This is gold.” Karen spoke. I hadn't had any inkling of why they thought I was being funny. I was being serious. “She meant it in a s****l
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