"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.

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