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A few miles down the road, her cell phone rang.
"Where latinadulterymasonstorm the latin fuck are you then?" Gina asked, irritation levels on the rise. "I 'm not very latin thrilled about driving all over town looking for you. This wasn't part of the deal. And who's 'we'?"
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"You're going latin to have lots of fun adultery in the clink, anus face," Gina told him. "You better let us go. Now."
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Exits latin into daylight, spraygun hid,
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