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Clay's Room
By: Adrani Date: November 10, 2014, 9:02 pm
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Re: Clay's Room
By: Adrani Date: November 10, 2014, 9:11 pm
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I really needed that, a hot shower to get the smell of sweat ,
shots and female off of me . Usually I wouldn't even come out
the shower naked but I'm in my room and I left my tower on the
floor by my bed when I dump all my clothes on the bed . Plus my
door was close for the most part. I walk to retrieve it to dry
off and get ready to go to sleep , but first , I had to get
these damn clothes folded and placed into the dresser .
Man I wish I had a female to help me with this , it would make
it easier to do and there know how to do these type of things
Better. My camera was on the dresser , my laptop was still
upstairs by the booth . Overall , ally electronics where
everywhere . But I was to tired to even care .
After folding everything and placing it in the right location I
put on my pjs and begin to settle inu bed
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Re: Clay's Room
By: guest1220 Date: November 10, 2014, 9:38 pm
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While trying to enjoy a nice, relaxing shower, someone had been
blasting music. Kaylee had been so annoyed that she left her
bath in order to track down the culprit. It led her here.
Kaylee didn't knock, instead she opened the door and stormed in,
expecting to find one of the women.
Instead, it was Clay's room and he was in bed. And she was in a
towel, soaking wet.
With sass, she held up the towel with one hand and put the free
hand on her hip.
"Hey! Could you please turn it down!" she asked, yelling above
the music so he could actually hear her.
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