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“You know what your problem is, Justina? You're in desperate need of a good shag." I downed a gulp of gin to cover the laugh that forced its way out. God, if I'd thought that once, I'd thought it a thousand times! She let out an outraged huff. Bones ignored it. "Not that I'm offering you one myself, mind. My days as a whore ended back in the seventeen hundreds.” — Jeaniene Frost
You know what your problem is, Justina? You're in desperate need of a good shag."
I downed a gulp of gin to cover the laugh that forced its way out. God, if I'd thought that once, I'd thought it a thousand times!
She let out an outraged huff. Bones ignored it.
"Not that I'm offering you one myself, mind. My days as a whore ended back in the seventeen hundreds.