Girl brains were terrifying. “Do you want to sit at the table with me and eat leftovers?” she asked suddenly. “No.” Nevada winced and dropped her gaze as she whispered, “Truth.” “Because I would rather eat your pussy.” He was pretty good at wooing girls. Nevada’s eyes got really big. “You do?” “Well, yeah.” He gestured to her perfect cleavage. “Boobs. Butt.” He flicked his fingers at her thighs. “You smell like you want me, and it gives me…” He hooked his hands on his hips. This was the point where he was supposed to be polite and normal. “You know…” “No, I don’t know. You’ve been on a long
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