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Since you and Crispin are now finished and I have a few hours to kill, how about that shag?” he asked with heavy irony. “Bite me,” I sighed, gathering up the pages. He winked. “Of course. My second-favorite thing to do in bed.

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Jeaniene Frost
Age: 50
Born: 1974
Born: June 13
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the United States of America
Kill
Gathering
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Bites
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Irony
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Bed
Shag
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Winked
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You can hear my dreams? God, you must never get any quiet. I'd be shooting myself in the head if I were you.
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Trying to wake you,” Bones answered crisply. “I cut you, threw water on you, slapped you, and set a lighter to your legs. For future reference, which one of those do you think worked?” “Good God,” I hissed. “No wonder I thought you were Death incarnate in my dream, and that made me run toward Gregor at first!
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Bones leaned back, studying me. I felt so self-conscious. If only I had a shield of makeup, some perfectly arranged hair... and oh yeah. Some panties.
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It was the sort of bone deep emotion that made him want to hold her tighter with one hand, and draw a sword against the world with the other.
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But the main point is that he still had swimmers in his sacks.” “Excuse me?” “You know, luv. Sperm, if you want to be all technical about it. He still had living sperm in his juice. Cat and Bones
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