Travis regretted asking those questions. He had never been exposed to these. When he was with his brothers, all they talked about was girls, breasts, legs... It was the first time he had seen such big girls. A living...homos3xual, or a magical young master like Mason, who really couldn't control his mouth.
Although they didn't continue the topic afterwards, it could be felt that Mason was in a bad mood until the end of the meal.
She still smiles and talks the same way, and even her appetite is not affected. She eats no less than him.
But something that was already familiar to him was gone in his eyes. Several times, Travis had the illusion that he and Mason had just met yesterday.
After Mason paid the bill, he lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and took out his mobile phone: "Let me call a taxi. It's windy now."
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