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“Phew! Man, that woman...she is f*****g nuts!” Joshua held his hands up, visibly relaxing.
“Shut up, she’ll hear!” Sonia slapped him on the arm, flopping down on a nearby sofa.
“I dont want to have picnic sex.” Avery breathed out in fear, her eyes alternating between both of them.
“Babe, it’s gonna be okay, use it just in case!” Joshua was advising her like a wise old man and Sonia gasped at his insensitive words.
“You jerk, Lysander wont hurt her or do anything she doesnt want him to. Avery don’t be scared, babe.” Sonia smiled assuringly but at this point Avery’s mood had dampened considerably.
She went to the bathroom and dressed up, ditching the vanilla oil for her strawberry mist. The dress fit her to perfection, hugging her waist and then flowing down. The sandals
