She Reads What She Wants

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Our reservation was in an hour, and apparently, they were impossible to get, so I plucked her toothbrush from the holder and grabbed the jar of edge control sitting next to it. I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing as I dipped her toothbrush in the gel and brought it to her hairline.
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