My Mate Always Advises Me To Be Generous to Her
Turning to alcohol, he sought solace in his distress.
After downing another bottle, Barnett swayed unsteadily as he rose and stumbled his way to our room.
Carol, like always, was flipping through my belongings. She loved stealing my things and after discovering a dress she had never seen before, she slipped it on without hesitation.
“Fera, is that you?” Barnett, in a haze, mistook Carol for me upon seeing my dress.
He hurried to embrace her, his hands trailing over her figure.
Carol jumped in shock. After realizing that Barnett had mistaken her for me, she hatched a plan.
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