Backing far away into the corner, Ben stayed as far as possible from Willy, not daring to relax until he finished morphing into the wheel of fortune, his steady form...in a relative sense. 'This manic-depressive bastard is impossible to deal with…' Ben cursed. 'The bigger issue though, is why the system keeps sending c*ck creatures! Does it live in a d*ck dimension?!?'
My Pick Up Artist System
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