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12. Time to Get Things cooking

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At 10 am, the clock showed when Denver opened his sleepy eyes, feeling a little chilly as he lay there in bed with just a white sheet over his bare chest. “What? Where did the blanket go that was on this bed?” He had forgotten that he had a guest. His senses, still dull from just waking up, had not fully returned to him as he slid out of the side of the bed to head to the bathroom.

Denver told himself to snap out of it. Your 53 seconds of thinking about sex are over, even if she was barely cloth
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