You could’ve stayed in the game if you hit like this!
She will love you more as you’re so strong!
Stronger! Deeper!
Harder! Longer! Much longer!
Till the deep end!
Stronger!
Damn it!
Stronger!
Great!
Strength of lower body is the key!
For a king of the night!
-No time for shower? You stink.
-Couldn’t care less.
Did you eat? Order something.
I might throw up if I eat looking at you
I’m in a hurry.
Let me quickly ask you then.
Who was he? What does he do?
When, how, where did you meet him?
Why did you divorce him?
Do you still talk to him?
Is his bigger than mine?
Is he better in bed?
Have you gone… no, come with him?
How often?
More often than with me?
Do you still love him?
You love whom more? Tell me!
I will decide after I hear your answer.
What about her?
What this she do?
Who was she?
Right, she was a model.
You met her in the field when she threw the first pitch.
Together for 3 years 8 months including living together.
Why did you break up?
She dumped you?
Are you still talking to her?
How was she in bed?
Better than me?
Got her own skills in bed?
Did you love that bitch?
How much?
More than me?
You also did the photo shoot.
You did a good job for that.
Sorry !
I am sorry for what I did.
But I guess we’re even here.
How did you khow?
You were a promising rookie.
People all talked about it.
People know you sucked at ball games after breaking up
And got hit by a ball, which ended your career.
You knew all these and pretended not to know?
I believed you could embrace my past, as I could.
You could?
I am not a saint or anything. I can’t embrace!
You played me.
I see it clearly now.
The wedding is off.
I will never marry you.
I wish you a fucking luck!
Bitch!
Clueless bastard!
There’s too much left.
Cannot carry them back home.
It’s all yours. Share with him.
-You don’t have to…
-Thank you, ladies.
And stop arguing! Time’s too short for fun.
I want to give you something.
-What’s all that?
-Looks so pretty.
-She’s so good
-It’s like a magic.
You’re an artist.
-I want my nail done.
-It’s not a man stuff.
An artist..
Bro? how do you feel today?
-come this way.
-yes.
Doctor says it’s psychological thing.
But I need immediate actions, so I’m talking some treatment.
Right you’re getting married soon.
This is the crucial moment.
I was so eager to get married.
But once the date is set, I keep questioning my self.
All we do is arguing while preparing the wedding.
-I see I’m not the only one
-You’re not.
You don’t have any problem….down there?
Of course not!
You could’ve stayed in the game if you hit like this!
She will love you more as you’re so strong!
Stronger! Deeper!
Harder! Longer! Much longer!
Till the deep end!
Stronger!
Damn it!
Stronger!
Great!
Strength of lower body is the key!
For a king of the night!
-No time for shower? You stink.
-Couldn’t care less.
Did you eat? Order something.
I might throw up if I eat looking at you
I’m in a hurry.
Let me quickly ask you then.
Who was he? What does he do?
When, how, where did you meet him?
Why did you divorce him?
Do you still talk to him?
Is his bigger than mine?
Is he better in bed?
Have you gone… no, come with him?
How often?
More often than with me?
Do you still love him?
You love whom more? Tell me!
I will decide after I hear your answer.
What about her?
What this she do?
Who was she?
Right, she was a model.
You met her in the field when she threw the first pitch.
Together for 3 years 8 months including living together.
Why did you break up?
She dumped you?
Are you still talking to her?
How was she in bed?
Better than me?
Got her own skills in bed?
Did you love that bitch?
How much?
More than me?
You also did the photo shoot.
You did a good job for that.
Sorry !
I am sorry for what I did.
But I guess we’re even here.
How did you khow?
You were a promising rookie.
People all talked about it.
People know you sucked at ball games after breaking up
And got hit by a ball, which ended your career.
You knew all these and pretended not to know?
I believed you could embrace my past, as I could.
You could?
I am not a saint or anything. I can’t embrace!
You played me.
I see it clearly now.
The wedding is off.
I will never marry you.
I wish you a fucking luck!
Bitch!
Clueless bastard!
There’s too much left.
Cannot carry them back home.
It’s all yours. Share with him.
-You don’t have to…
-Thank you, ladies.
And stop arguing! Time’s too short for fun.
I want to give you something.
-What’s all that?
-Looks so pretty.
-She’s so good
-It’s like a magic.
You’re an artist.
-I want my nail done.
-It’s not a man stuff.
An artist..
Bro? how do you feel today?
-come this way.
-yes.
Doctor says it’s psychological thing.
But I need immediate actions, so I’m talking some treatment.
Right you’re getting married soon.
This is the crucial moment.
I was so eager to get married.
But once the date is set, I keep questioning my self.
All we do is arguing while preparing the wedding.
-I see I’m not the only one
-You’re not.
You don’t have any problem….down there?
Of course not!
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