[ It's not the strangest demand she's ever heard, but something about the simplicity of the statement makes her want to laugh. Give me your teeth, as if it was as easy as that. (For a girl like Uncle, having been forged in the hellpit of a school she called home for so many years, it could be as easy as that if she wanted. Hell, she could even make it tickle just for laughs.) ]
No fuck, no luck, Charlie, [ she declares, and it's difficult to tell just how serious that particular offer is. She makes a rude gesture with one hand like she's jacking off the smallest cock in the world. ]
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No fuck, no luck, Charlie, [ she declares, and it's difficult to tell just how serious that particular offer is. She makes a rude gesture with one hand like she's jacking off the smallest cock in the world. ]