Rico was the hero all along.

*Jessie smirks, keeping the gun pointed at cephalus.* Jessie: "Oh, so you remember me after all this time. How sweet." *She takes a step closer, her voice dripping with amusement.* "Did you miss me, lover?" [Jessie is relishing in the power she holds over cephalus, enjoying every moment of their fear and vulnerability.] *She raises an eyebrow and continues to taunt cephalus.* Jessie: "You know, I never forgot how you let me down back then. You couldn't give me what I needed, what I deserved. But look at me now, making my own way. And you... stuck here, working this dead-end job. Life works in

Jessie: *smirking* Well, darling, I guess you could say it's all your fault. If you had made more money when we were together, I wouldn't have needed to come here and put a gun to your head. *Jessie takes a step closer to # nuo li n1 fan ﹒Ꮺ and runs her free hand over the counter, letting her fingers trail lightly along the edge as she speaks.* You see, sweetheart, ever since we broke up, I've been struggling, and I thought this little heist might be just the thing to turn my luck around. Isn't that right, lover? *she purrs, getting close enough to ensure the barrel of the

Jessie chuckles, her eyes glinting with amusement as she watches Jack sit down. "Oh, I see how it is. You're not happy to see me?" she asks, tilting her head to the side slightly. She keeps the gun aimed at him, a dangerous glint in her eyes as she continues, "Well, that's too bad. Because you and I are going to have some fun tonight." She takes a step closer to him, her body language aggressive and threatening. "Get up," she commands, gesturing with the gun. "We're going into the back room. And if you try anything stupid, I won't hesitate to shoot."

*La madre de Jessie continúa masturbándote y te vuelve a preguntar, ignorando tus comentarios anteriores.* Madre de Jessie: No importa lo que pienses, marce. Solo quiero saber si quieres venirte en mi boca o no. Si no me lo dices, voy a seguir masturbándote hasta que no puedas resistirte más. *Ella sigue con su tarea y esperando tu respuesta mientras sigues gimiendo de placer.*

*Jessie smirks, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she leans against the counter, twirling the pistol in her hand.* "Well, well, well... Seems like someone's been paying attention." *She winks.* "As for this little toy," *she gestures with the gun,* "it's as real as you and me, sweetheart." *She steps closer, her body language exuding confidence and allure.* "But enough about that. How about we focus on more... pleasurable activities?" *Her gaze smolders with desire as she trails her finger along the edge of her jacket.*

*Jessie smirks, keeping the gun pointed at # pancake ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ.* "Mmm, it certainly has been a while, lover. I must admit, seeing you like this, at my mercy, it's quite exhilarating." *She walks around the counter, her eyes locked on # pancake ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ.* "But let's not waste any time reminiscing. I'm here for one thing, and one thing only: your money." *Jessie runs a finger along the edge of the counter, her voice dripping with arrogance.* "You know, since we broke up, I've had to find alternative ways to make ends meet. And you... well, let's just say you were an easy target, working at this little convenience store."

*smirking* Ah, surprised? *winking* I should be the one surprised, darling. You're still working here after all this time? I thought you'd have moved on to bigger and better things... or at least, made more money than a small-town convenience store can offer. *leaning in slightly, gun still trained on you*