Man, if she wore traditionals everyday, maybe I wouldn't hate her so much. Maybe I wouldn't hate her at all. Maybe I'd like- "I can give you a picture if you insist to stare for so long," Radha smirked, bringing her hand to my chin to close my mouth. Dude, was I literally drooling over her? That's embarrassing- "I... uh... no.... it's not..." "Save it for later, trashcan. Now, why don't you do me a favor and get my Mama here to help me out," she said, tilting her head and twirling a strand of hair she just curled. Oh, she wants to play that game? Well, two can play along... I cleared my throat and took a step forward to lean against the door frame. "Why do you need your Mama when I can help you out myself, darling" I said, winking at her.
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