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I cross my arms over my head and look at Lailah with a mischievous smile. She is sitting on the edge of the bed, right next to me, with the bandages and alcohol in hand, waiting for me to remove my pants to heal, but she is ashamed to ask me, and I want her to. Scott's sucker looks at us from the entrance of the room, it seems that he is also having fun with this situation. 

-Come on say it already! -she shouts enthusiastically- This turns me on. 

- Scott ...- I warn in a threatening tone. 

-What?

-You're a fucking horny, leave her alone. 

Lailah lets out a clear throat and stands up, looking down.

- I have forgotten the cotton...- he murmurs- I am not going to touch that with my hand. 

-That's what they all say- Scott says with a laugh. Lailah rolls her eyes as she walks past him, leaving the room. I take the opportunity to take off my pants, the truth is that it amuses me to see her suffer for not wanting to

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