17/03/2026 08:43

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I know you will. I swear that strippers were more fun when I could drink. Oh, like the Valentine's Day Massacre could have been a better party. He pushed my legs farther apart, until it was just this side of hurting.

I fought to tell him, move, but the involuntary muscle movement eased, and my teeth stopped sounding like castanets. If he didn't want to date Jessica, fine, but he needed to date someone. She does not understand a clean lust, free of pain and terror. He touched my hands where they held the new hose, and he moved them gently out of my hands and laid them on the desk.