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JAYDEN FUCK ME

JAYDEN BLACK (ML) — 27YRS

DIANE PARIS (FL) — 20YRS

DIANE~~

I walked into the kitchen, wishing to get distracted from the lull in the front of the restaurant. Luckily, Jaden is already back here washing dishes, so I have someone to talk to.

“How is your day going?” I say, smiling at him. I've known him for a few years and we've gotten even closer lately. When we are not hanging out at work, we are often talking on the phone or hanging out around the town. Luckily, business is slo
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