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2024-10-29 19:42:56“This is bullshit,” Chastity complained as she wiped sweat off her forehead. “Who the hell thought it was a good idea to do this?”
Sonny laughed at the woman’s misery as he patted the head of the dog who had just returned with the ball, he had tossed for her. “It’s not so bad. Could be worse.”
“It’s hotter than the sun here,” Chas lifted a glass of sweet tea to her lips and chugged it like it was a beer. “I literally just took a cold shower and I’m sweaty again. Texas is too hot.”
Sasha opened one eye from where she lay in the hammock and stretched, “he’s right. It could be worse. They could have brought you along on their little cattle drive and then the campout last night. Rin made them eat beans and hotdogs off a campfire.”
“How do you know? Did he message you?” Chas sat up and glowered at her. “They said they weren’t bringing p
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