A tragic shot. It's 6 AM (I should have been to bed seven hours ago), I certainly don't need another drink (but, there's one in my hand), and who is the floozie sprawled across me? (Sorry, Robert, but you ARE a floozie.) I love floozies; du Barry is appalled by things like this!
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YEAH!!!! I finally get to see how handsome you are, and that lovely floozie on your lap is quite enticing as well.
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