Damn, Ian was already there. I braced myself as he came out from behind the RV. He sniffed, his nose wrinkling. Then he looked over me and my blonde captive, grinning. "Managed to squeeze in a golden shower along the way? How lecherous, I'm impressed." "Save it" I said crisply.
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