[It's not her fault that he's thick af and from a world that apparently doesn't use metaphors and innuendos for sex.
Emma laughs as he pulls her towards his room, reminded of another Hooker in another time and place who had no idea who she really was or what they would become to each other. Just a man driven by rum and lust and a low cut dress. Not that tonight is much different, except for the fact that she's wearing pants and a sweater that isn't showing much cleavage.
But she's not wearing any underwear either so that should make up for that. And she's not really stopping to look at anything or ask questions either.]
You probably shouldn't keep talking about my dad if you actually want to get laid tonight.
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Emma laughs as he pulls her towards his room, reminded of another Hooker in another time and place who had no idea who she really was or what they would become to each other. Just a man driven by rum and lust and a low cut dress. Not that tonight is much different, except for the fact that she's wearing pants and a sweater that isn't showing much cleavage.
But she's not wearing any underwear either so that should make up for that. And she's not really stopping to look at anything or ask questions either.]
You probably shouldn't keep talking about my dad if you actually want to get laid tonight.