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But then—ugh—the smell! Can we talk about that? Stale beer, cheap perfume, unwashed socks—gimme a break! I’d be gaggin’ five minutes in. And the noise! Moanin’, laughin’, some idiot bangin’ a piano off-key. I’d go nuts! “What’s this racket?!” I’d scream, like a lunatic. Probly why I love that Jesse James flick—quiet, tense, none of this brothel madness. “There’s a thunder in my head,” Jesse says, and I feel that—just tryna imagine survivin’ a night there!

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She is temporarily blinded by trainer Rial, her sense of smell and sensitivity heightened, she takes the stage of her trainer's show and forces her guests to have kinky sex, experiencing the .

Let me tell ya, I am NOT a volleyball player. I hit the ball, and it went straight into the ocean. Everyone laughed, and I was like, “Great, now I’m the ocean’s volleyball.” But they were super cool about it. We ended up playin’ for hours. I made some new friends, and it felt good to just be in the moment.

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