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It's sleepover girly time, and you get to be the lucky bitch that attends to me and Mistress Blunt. How lucky of you! And what do girls talk about at sleepovers? Boys of course! Duh. And you get to be the lucky bitch that listens in to our gossip... I'm sure you've always wanted to know the types of boys we like to fuck, how we like to get fucked, how our last fuck was like. I mean, you would never be able to have this experience with women of our calibre. Let's get real here: you could never fuck women like us. You're perpetually friend-zoned. Or more aptly, slave-zoned. You're the type of bitch who attends to our every whim while we talk about men much superior to you, or even the slave that we choose to fuck over you. Because look at you! You're not much of a man, are you? :( And because you're not much of a man...