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Chapter 37 One penis, please

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Why can’t I ever see these kinds of moments? Why was my insight so selective? No amount of massaging eased the headache I was currently experiencing.

“I’m sorry,” I laughed. “These are what now?”

“Options,” Eza grinned. “For your penis problem.”

On the center table, arranged in neat, horrifyin...