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[crushed_pearls]

Erin's voice mail message is in a weary voice: "Erin Peters. If you called in the middle of the night and I didn't answer, I'm dying. If I pick up and someone on your end isn't dying, they will be shortly. Text otherwise."

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[crushed_pearls]

"I've already teased Crabb with getting ravished by herself but evil, I'm there with you."

God Erin hopes she's into that because Erin sure is.

[ossie_oswald]

A mad grin crosses his face as the idea of fucking Giles as himself enters the halls of his mind and makes off with the silverware.

"Please, forgive me, but I believe I have to attend to something with Giles rather urgently. Do come by again later?"

[crushed_pearls]

"Absolutely!" Erin slaps her knees in the traditional American Getting Up From Their Seat gesture, tips Ossie a bow, and then flees as politely as possible so she can scrub her mind clean of the ideas it's gotten.