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“Um well, you didn’t come put it in for me and I didn’t want to be late so….its in my clutch.” Wendy looked a little unhappy now that plug had been brought up again. If she thought it would be forgotten, she was mistaken, Archer thought. He grinned at her and then pulled a small bottle of lube out of his tuxedo jacket.
JA Martin
Zatanna Dark
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