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"You will be fine, I got a plan." Yandel assured her, that seemed to catch her attention.

She drew back away from him slowly and looked at him narrowing her eyes at him, she knew him. She swore to herself that if it was something perverted, she was going to cut his balls off and use it for some nice Christmas omelets for him from the nicest part from her darkened transmigrated soul.

"You know, I can hear your thoughts right?" Yandel shrugged from her creepy stare, stepping back from her a bit as she looked at him abacked.

"What do you mean you hear my thoughts? what are you, some fucking psychic?" Rachel laughed nervously.

"No bro, you fucking said it out to my hearing, my castrated balls for Christmas omlets!!" Yandel exclaimed.

"You latina women are crazy, on God," Yandel said, shaking his head.

"Latina??" Rachel asked, she might not be good with science but she knows that definitely a latina woman was a latin speaking woman.

"I'm an italian baldie…" Rachel said, giving him a bored
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