Summary: Our girl? Forget it. She's a total bitch, with her nose so high it's in a different timezone. She honestly thinks the universe was created just to kiss her ass. The queen of arrogance, right? But here's the kicker: her sex life has been a desert. So she goes all out, buys the priciest toys in the whole store, and guess what? Zilch. Nada. So she barrels into the shop late at night, a fury tornado, screaming for her money back or a bloodbath. Lucky for us, our dude has the patience of a monk and knows exactly how to handle this specific brand of... shall we say, "eager-to-be-served" customer.

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FUCKING THE KAREN OUT OF HER

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