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Oakley, you've really destroyed my night! How did you get here, and what are you doing here? " While he was torturing me, I screamed. Jack was pushed out of the way and I was dragged into the motel.

The jam has ruined my passionate make-out session, you jerk! " The padabog bed was lowered to my level when I screamed for help.

"It's jack, not jam," I said in hushed tones to him. I am aware that it is Jack. I'm only altering the name to prevent him from ruining Jack's reputation.

"I can give you what you want, Elisha, and then I'll go get someone else's cloak," says the narrator. Oakley seemed disgusted as he spoke to me and then poured the wine into my glass.

Everything I own has been taken from me. Even underwear isn't exempt from this rule! I've just misplaced my pants!

"On top of that, you didn't inform me it was your birthday." He had become even more agitated, and his tone had changed, and while his focus had changed on me, his eyes warmed my heart even more. His eyes are no longe