#52
Evander
Whinnie had finally called me to come collect a very tipsy Aurora. She was tucking Millie in on the sofa when Blake and I came through the front door. Whinnie pointed at the 2 empty wine bottles of wine, a third started. Then nodded at the women, who were whispering and giggling as Aurora f...
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