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Quid pro quo – a group project continuation by Natasha B-Jackson

“I was not talking about a hand-out, Cayley. You think, after the way you and your posse treated me, I would just give you cash? No, sweetheart, I am talking about a deal. Quid pro quo.” Forget the light blush. His face was beet-red suddenly and he looks about to pass out.
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“I was not talking about a hand-out, Cayley. You think, after the way you and your posse treated me, I would just give you cash? No, sweetheart, I am talking about a deal. Quid pro quo.” Forget the light blush. His face was beet-red suddenly and he looks about to pass out.

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