texts 📩 sam ⇆ hunter
SAM: Hey. Figured it was time to check in. Haven't seen you around in minute.
SAM: You ever wanna hit up that late night coffee spot again, let me know.
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texts 📩 sam ⇆ hunter
SAM: Hey. Figured it was time to check in. Haven't seen you around in minute.
SAM: You ever wanna hit up that late night coffee spot again, let me know.

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texts 📩 lauren ⇆ hunter
LAUREN: A robot joke would be totally cliche, but just know I had a very funny one for this special occasion.
LAUREN: Happy Birthday, handsome. I hope it's been good.
texts 📱 lauren ⇆ hunter
LAUREN: Is this Ben? I got your number from Valerie and I'm trying to find out if you're at this party bc your gf lost her phone.
LAUREN: if this isn't Ben, my bad. this girl's kind of a dumbass.
LAUREN: unless you actually know Ben, then help a girl out. and ignore the part where I called his gf a dumbass.
texts 📱 sam ⇆ hunter
sam: hey what are you doing?
hunter: I’m good…
hunter: really good actually, is that wrong to say?
sam: why would it be wrong?
texts 📱 sam ⇆ hunter
sam: did something happen at the pageant?

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texts 📱 sam ⇆ hunter
sam: so much for the 'hostile takeover' huh?
sam: you really could've told me your dad was stonewalling for months and that he was never gonna sign off on the business plan. and that he fucking outbid me.
sam: 'cause of course, it's the same shit every other rich family in this town does, buy their way into and out of everything.
sam: so that bit of headassery's on me, I guess. for forgetting how shit works around here.
sam: and yeah my old man might be a fucking deadbeat but he worked hard and made his own way on his own terms.
sam: I'd rather bust my ass for a hundred years and build shit from the bottom than take a single fucking dime of your family's money.
WHO: @hcclarington
WHAT: “Oh wow, that was unnecessary.”
WHEN: 6/15, afternoon
WHERE: Knights Park
Knights Park was a hive of activity, people milling around, soaking up the sun and the generally happy atmosphere that was common with Pride activities. It was Sam first time attending such an event--at least in Castleport--and it was nice to see the town’s enthusiasm for any kind of holiday extend to pride month. The bright colors, rainbow decor, and positive feeling was a pleasant switch up from the past public events, and Sam was hoping it’d stay that way.
He nodded a few people he knew while grabbing a drink, sticking to bottled water when his attention focused on a voice over a loudspeaker. There, under a vibrant banner, boasting the name of Clarington Properties was a dunk tank and Sam couldn’t help but roll his eyes. He’d seen the article in the Gazette and figured it was both the paper and the Clarington’s attempt at winning some good faith.
So far--to his annoyance--it seemed to be working. There was a sizeable crowd around the dunk tank...most likely people taking advantage of a chance to literally topple one of Castleport’s elite. No telling how Hunter had been roped into the madness, but Sam was sure, judging from the cheap shot in the paper about him being a ‘proud part’ of the community, it wasn’t exactly willing. The cheers rising from the crowd meant someone had hit their target and Sam could picture Hunter’s tight scowl and he might’ve laughed a little at the thought. He was still bothered, but he could at least say hello. The crowd had thinned and he found Hunter behind the dunk tank, in a curtained off section and he picked up a fluffy rainbow-patterned towel and tossed it at his friend. “Wow. Well that was unnecessary. There’s gotta be an easier way to cool down in this heat.”
📱texts: sam ⇆ hunter
sam: so...wild game, huh?
sam: the post-show was a little over the top but you know how this town gets about homecoming.