When Oliver Thomas calls his best friend to tell him about the best lay of his life, he doesn't expect a girl to answer it. Much less the girl who was the best lay of his life.
"Hel-"
"Holy shit. Where the hell were you dude? I've been trying to c...
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"I wanna be the reason you slightly tilt your phone away from others when you read it."
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«There is only one rule to this game, no clothes»
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When Oliver Thomas calls his best friend to tell him about the best lay of his life, he doesn't expect a girl to answer it. Much less the girl who was the best lay of his life.
"Hel-"
"Holy shit. Where the hell were you dude? I've been trying to call you since morning."
"I-"
"It doesn't bloody matter. Caleb, I, Oliver Thomas had the best fucking sex of my life last night."
"Oliver?"
"Uhh-"
"I'm glad you think I was good."
"Shit."
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This story contains strong sexual references. Children under the age of 16 are forewarned.
