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Nearby, Gordon himself looked like he had quite the night: The heat of the city that night must have REALLY gotten to them, as they had the blanket mixed up, and mostly off their bodies; speaking of their bodies, it looked to have ended with Gordon on the bottom, sleeping peacefully on his pillow, face looking towards the ceiling, while his 'partner' seemed to take a more interesting position: near the groin, head rested peacefully on a thigh, while a small opening in the side of her lip let out a small stream of drool onto his manhood.

It appeared also they had done nothing: Gordon had his Boxers on, and The girl seemed to still have on her lingerie…

"ZzzzzzzZzzzzZzzz…Yaaaahhhhwwwwwhuuunnn…" He Yawn'd. Not noticing the "Girl" on his crotch, with a pillow on his thigh, and most of the blanket…

"…Dom, why the Hell do you have an underage Lolita? And Joe, I thought we said NO HOOKERS. =_="