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Her Anal Virginity - Anal Virgins Volume 8
(Nicola Diaz)

"Oh, hey you," he said. He stood and bent over the table and kissed Abby's cheek. They had that kind of friendship, where he'd greet her with a cheek kiss. She smiled.



"I'm a little worried about you. Where were you just now?" Abby asked.



"No. I've been around," Cash shook his head as he grabbed the drink the server set in front of him. He waited patiently for Abby to give her order for lunch.



"No sweetie. I mean I can tell when you're present and when you're not. Tell me about it. What has she done now?" Abby said with a hint of disgust in her voice.



"Lia's... I don't know. She and I have been arguing a lot recently." Cash's jaw flexed. Abby wanted to pull him into her embrace and make things right and tell him to ditch Lia. But she held her tongue.



"You two argue all the time. I mean she never seems happy. About anything," Abby said as she shook her head and looked Cash in the eye.



"Well, she's a bit of a diva at times," Cash admitted.



"A bit? A bit? Cash, she's a class-a bitch diva. She'll plow anyone over who gets in her way. She uses people like cheap plastic, and tosses them to the side when she's done," Abby said. She pulled back when she realized she'd probably said too much. 



"Yeah, maybe," Cash said as he ran his hand over his head of honey brown hair. The man was too handsome to be in such distress.



"What did she do this time?" Abby asked.



"Just more of the same. Nothing I do is right or good enough. I even confronted her about it. Asked if she was happy with me or if she'd like a split," Cash said.