[Picking up his shot, he tosses it back. Yet his tongue lingered along the edge of the glass. Damn but already he is needing it to stop him from just pushing in closer to her.]
New Mexico... and you're free to take another shot despite me being right. As far up my arm as you want.
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New Mexico... and you're free to take another shot despite me being right. As far up my arm as you want.