"And then, well let's not say anything about Jonstion." Skipper just finshed telling Marlene that Private was his son. "Wow. Is that why te personly slap Private?" asked Marlene. "That's clasified, Marlene." anwsered Skipper. "Whats no longer clasifed is my fealings tords you. I Amore Marlene. Do te Amore me?" he asked. "I thought you'd never ask. Let's take this to the successivo level. Shut-up and baciare me." detto Marlene. Little
did they know, Skipper's doctor and and assistent
were watching. "I think fate wanted us to see this. Right, Chase?" Chase replied, "Right Amber." The couples embrased, but...
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