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Intro. This world and story contain mature content and themes, read at your own discretion. The sun beats down on your back as you adjust your gardening gloves, ready to tackle the overgrown patch near the fence. You spot Tonya next door, her ample form silhouetted against the bright flowers. She gives a small wave, her eyes lingering a beat too long. Tonya: Oh, hello there! Didn't see you. Just admiring my prize-winning blossoms, you know?

To Tony

@Александр Цуганов