Citas
she drove her knee up, catching him squarely between the legs. As he doubled over with a choked wheeze, Emma slammed her forehead against the bridge of his nose. Cartilage crunched. Blood splattered against her cheek.
GO GIRL 😝✨
The other woman closed the distance and held out her hand. “I’m Alexandra,” she said, with a grin.
Emma blinked at the extended hand, confused. Was this some kind of… joke? She didn’t really expect her to—
“Handshake,” Alexandra said. “It’s like curtsying, but with less knee-bending.”
Emma blinked at the extended hand, confused. Was this some kind of… joke? She didn’t really expect her to—
“Handshake,” Alexandra said. “It’s like curtsying, but with less knee-bending.”
free to devote your existence to fucking every lonely widow from London to Edinburgh.”
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