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The withered little troll sings thank-you, hands me the paper bag with both hands, steals a peek at my bare legs when he bows.
three-hour screw and a shower is euphemized as a “rest,” while the all-night fuckfest is a “stay.”
I’m the vulnerable postcoital girl doll.
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