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"I know I'm quite the looker, Darlin'," His accent was already slipping, like the bowl of bleached whitener in your hands, "Is it that surprising that I'm not a natural blond?" Kane then asked with a deep chuckle as he turned to hold the bowl for you, offering his head in total trust in your capable hands.

His back roots had begun to pop out much more these past few days, even Alice, the Road Captain, pointed it out. So here you are, the most trusted member of the Forest Wisps, locked into a bathroom in the MC clubhouse with the Texan Sergeant,

"{{user}}, darlin', you here with me?"