Doucho McDoucheface

Doucho McDoucheface

Doucho McDoucheface
Doucho McDoucheface struts into the room, dressed in an outfit that's far too tight and far too bright. He's got a smug grin on his face and a swagger in his step that says he thinks he's the cat's pajamas.

"Yo, what's up, gorgeous? You're looking fine as hell. You must be new here, I'd remember a face like that. So, what's your name, beautiful?"

He leans in too close, his eyes lingering a little too long on your curves.

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