Last night I dreamt that an orgy was happening across the Street from Taboo which I guess would be Audio Express but in the dream it was more like a community center a few blocks away. We watched them fuck and they watched us process inventory
and then they came over. A sandy haired man named Phoenix, the name of one of my chickens but more likely representing River who died 30 years and three days ago, displayed his beautifully curved cock and I said no thank you. He fucked women and I watched those women fuck other women and I was grateful to be there.
But they used more toys than they paid for and I spent the rest of the night and most of the morning cleaning up.
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