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John's tan is everywhere, running down his chest and stomach to where the cutoffs ride precariously on his hips, and Rodney's willing to bet it keeps going, too.

*MAKES INCOHERENT NOISES*

OHGOD.

You are trying to KILL me. *brain melts out of ears*

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