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Bev gifted me female combat boots, combat jeans, combat jackets, camouflage jackets, army helmets, t-shirts with the inscription 'I ❤️ The Mafia', and 'Mafia's Lil Angel'. This girl was seriously in love with this military, Mafia, guns, and weaponry lifestyle. I didn't understand why I needed army camouflage helmets or those t-shirts. Were they planning on dropping me in the middle of some jungle war zone? Bev was eagerly looking at me for approval. I desired not to come across as rude, so I display full gratitude. Charlie and Arielle received tons of priceless toys and clothes so they were busy with their playtime. Even Haruki was spoiled by cat trinkets.

He frantically shook his head, trying not to remember it. "Kai." Manik placed a shirt on his shoulder from behind him, grabbing his attention. "Change into this." "Oh, than-" his words were replaced by a frown when his eyes fell on the shirt. It was a 3D muscle printed skin toned shirt that he had gifted Manik on his last birthday just to mock him for being such a body building freak. "No I am not wearing this!" "I only have that shirt in the car." Manik shrugged. "And c'mon it would look good on you. You know with those fake abs on display you wouldn't need to worry about real ones"

I got out a dense packed book and quickly went back to Reuben in bed. He looked confused and disheveled; his inquisitive gaze fell on the book in my hand. He asked, "What is that?" I, in turn, proudly presented it to him, "Lo and behold Your Highness, this right here in my hand is the 5th popular limited edition of Busty Asian Babes. I heard it is so stimulating that you can release at any time." Reuben with book in hand, "..........."

Instead of following her, I make myself comfortable and lay on my bed, hoping she will get bored and go home. Instead, she comes out with a pair of black jeans, a belt with a silver wolf’s head as the buckle, and five coloured shirts. ‘You must try this one on first Boo-boo,’ she smiles and hands me a silver-grey shirt,’ ‘Can’t you just pick one? Then I don’t have to try it on?’ ‘This will be more fun, Magnus.’ Rolling my eyes, I sit up on the bed and remove my shirt. ‘Magnus, my-my, you're so much more masculine than I even imagined,’

When they were leaving the mall Amanda called out to her. “ Happy Birthday an early two hours!” she said handing Alice a small black bag. “ You know you did not have to.” “ I wanted to.” Alice opened it up to see that it had two new band shirts and a set of black undergarments she had asked for earlier. One shirt was from a/c d/c and the other was an Asking Alexandria shirt. Both are great bands. She smiled and hugged the other woman. “ Good luck finding your mate!” Amanda said before turning towards her car.

Is it often passerbys would come in lacking foot coverage? “No shirt. No service.” She nodded at the back wall where there was a handful of shirts hanging on a rusted old Z rack. He found one men’s large it was the only one that wasn’t pink. The shirt was black and had the shape of North Carolina on it and it read Come on and Raise up. Well then. This is it I guess. He turned to the clerk grinned and put the shirt on. It was a tad snug on his biceps and he felt ridiculous. He looked in the reflection of the drink cooler and he looked like something from a wrestling poster.

Noah decided to pick the one with an embarrassing cutesy design on the front. When Noah turned around to walk towards his room, Levi could finally relax his stiffened facial muscles, and once again reveal that intense gaze filled with infatuation as he looked at his precious treasure. Ah, my baby is wearing my shirt! ❤❤❤ It’s the ‘boyfriend shirt’! Ah, ah, my heart can’t take it! (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄)❤ And look at that adorable, mischievous look he has on! Ah, ah, really want to eat him whole!

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Dawn shook her head. “Let’s start with the good news.” “We have actual clothes. I found two of your shorts in here. They probably got mixed in with mine,” Maxwell said. “But the only shirts we have are these.” He pulled out one extra-large T-shirt with a print that read: [I Put the ‘Max’ in Maximum Pleasure] “And this is yours,” Maxwell said, showing a small-sized shirt that read: [I Survived the Max Attack!]

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