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“Shh… It was barely 11am and I needed a drink. Hot xxx 18 Before I could scream out, the woman started to explain. All that was left was my very hard member and my confusion. My arms were free, I could breathe in fresh air. The mysterious Gronk was nowhere to be seen, heard or smelt. The hot steam of my coffee warmed my face as I hung my head and enjoyed the silence. Storming through the front door, I chose to turn left and head to the nearest bar. The mysterious Gronk was nowhere to be seen, heard or smelt. This was my first encounter with The Gronk, and I would soon realise that it would not be my last.
