he wondered if it’d felt good. getting a piece finally, seeing his blood, and if stuffing it back inside of him felt virtuous.
’ you were too far off-center for that. ‘
a lot of plastic sorries on the rise these days making it tough to select from the overall trash of it. he couldn’t say he contributed. it’d be more believable if it hadn’t been— that, the fork in minced meat sensation he rolled and flexed into out of spite, feeling out the afterache. the whole motion, only one derek gave, sounded wet to him.
’ but the lacing was a nice personal touch. i’m glad you thought of us, again. ‘
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