09/03/2026 02:12

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I looked at him. If I have to tell you to go outside again, Arnet, it won't just be for air. Which always meant he'd gotten a haircut, recently. He held the flogger out again.

There, that was honest. That I always made love like an animal no matter what shape I was in. Why? he asked, and he looked at me. But he never got the chance.