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I'm in Vegas again, ready to go out tonight, and it goes without saying, that you...are not fucking invited. What could you possibly bring to the table that couldn't be fulfilled by a superior male, in a superior way? The only part of you I'm interested in, is your wallet. You're a sexual reject - I need no further proof than the fact that you're here stroking to this. So tonight, you are my receipt bitch. My boyfriend has already covered VIP bottle serv... Show more