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Authors: Sommer Marsden

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Y
o
u
i
n th
er
e
?”

L
iv
o
p
e
n
e
d
h
e
r
e
y
e
s
and he
w
a
s
stan
d
ing
th
ere
.
B
i
g
g
e
r
than
lif
e
,
imp
o
s
i
ng,
st
r
o
ng, g
ru
ff
s
o
m
e
tim
e
s.
He
s
h
o
u
ld
have
bee
n
intimi
d
ating
t
o
h
er
.
A
ll
s
he
saw
was h
o
p
e
.

I’
m
r
ight h
ere
,”
s
he
sai
d
,
re
aching
u
p
h
e
r
h
an
d
s.

He
st
e
pp
e
d
in,
a
b
ak
i
ng
sh
ee
t
he
was
u
sing
as
a
m
a
k
e
shift
t
r
ay
o
n the
n
i
ghtstan
d
. “Y
e
s,
y
o
u
n
ee
d
m
e
?”
He
g
r
inn
ed
,
l
e
aning
i
nto
h
e
r
re
aching han
d
s.

“Y
e
s,”
she sai
d
.
His
face
flick
ere
d
with
c
o
nf
u
s
i
o
n
and th
e
n
s
o
me
u
ni
de
ntifia
b
le
e
m
o
ti
o
n. He
re
c
o
gniz
e
d
the
t
ru
th
in h
e
r
w
o
rd
.
“I
d
o
n
ee
d
y
o
u
.”

G
a
rre
t
t
t
o
o
k
h
e
r
h
a
n
d
s
i
n
his
and l
e
an
e
d
in,
k
i
ssing
h
e
r
o
n
the f
o
re
h
e
a
d
,
the
n
o
s
e
,
e
ach
e
y
e
li
d
,
e
ach
ch
ee
k,
be
f
o
r
e
final
l
y
p
re
ssing
h
is
lips
to
h
er
s
and
k
i
ssing
h
e
r
h
a
rd
.
E
ach
s
o
ft
t
o
u
ch
o
f
h
i
s
m
o
u
th
to
h
e
r
face fill
e
d
h
e
r
with
a
b
i
g
g
e
r
want.
She
p
u
sh
e
d
h
e
r fing
er
s
i
nto
his
h
ai
r
,
f
ee
ling
his
wa
r
m
sk
i
n
u
n
de
r
h
e
r
h
an
d
s.
She
o
p
e
n
e
d
h
e
r
m
o
u
th,
l
e
t

 

his t
o
ng
u
e
d
o
m
i
nate
h
er
s
and
th
e
n he
s
e
ttl
e
d
o
nto
h
e
r
l
i
ke
a m
u
ch h
e
avi
e
r
q
u
ilt.

H
i
s
c
o
ck
r
o
d
e
the
cl
e
ft
o
f
h
e
r
p
u
ssy and
he
slipp
e
d
against h
e
r
s
o
ftly. J
u
st
e
n
o
u
gh to make
h
e
r
want him that m
u
ch m
o
re
.
Which was
i
mp
o
ssi
b
l
e
. “
G
a
rre
tt?”

“Y
e
ah?” he
s
a
id
bu
t
th
e
n l
o
o
k
e
d
at h
er
. “D
o
n

t ask m
e
,” he
sai
d
.

She
want
e
d
to
c
r
inge
bu
t
s
o
me
pa
r
t
o
f h
e
r
re
v
e
l
e
d
inst
e
a
d
.
She
s
h
o
u
ld
f
ee
l
b
ad
bu
t she
f
e
lt
anticipati
o
n.
D
o
n

t
ask
me
m
e
ant
I
can

t
de
ny
y
o
u
.
I
t
wasn

t
a
de
nial.
I
t
was
a pl
e
a.


P
l
e
as
e
,”
L
iv sai
d
,
de
liv
er
ing
h
e
r
o
wn pl
e
a. “I
can

t.
I
t isn

t
d
o
n
e
.
I
t isn

t saf
e
.”

L
iv pa
r
t
e
d
h
e
r
l
e
gs so
that
he
c
o
u
ld
sm
e
ll
and
f
ee
l
the
h
e
at
o
f h
e
r
th
er
e
be
tw
e
e
n
h
e
r l
e
gs.
His
c
o
ck
rubb
e
d
and
she
a
r
ch
ed
,
the
r
oo
m
h
e
at
e
d
q
u
ickly
de
spite
the
lack
o
f
a space
h
e
at
er
.
Rain
r
app
e
d
at
the
w
i
n
d
o
w
pane
and she sw
o
r
e
s
he
c
o
u
ld
h
e
ar
e
ach
dr
o
p hit like
a
dru
mstick
o
n
dr
y w
o
o
d
. She
p
re
ss
e
d
u
p
to
h
im, h
e
r
fi
n
g
er
s
r
o
aming the
plan
e
s
o
f his fac
e
.
He
p
u
sh
e
d
a fing
e
r
into
h
e
r
m
o
u
th
and
she
s
u
ck
e
d
it ha
rd
,
ru
nning
the
tip
o
f h
e
r
t
o
n
g
u
e
al
o
ng
the
l
e
ngth
o
f
it
be
f
o
r
e
he c
o
v
er
e
d
h
e
r
m
o
u
th
with
h
is
palm,
g
r
o
ani
n
g, his hips
bu
cking aga
i
nst h
e
r
b
o
d
y.

She c
o
u
l
d
n

t
bre
ath
e
,
c
o
u
l
d
n

t
think.
E
v
er
ything
was
redu
c
e
d
t
o
h
e
r
b
o
d
y

s
c
r
aving f
o
r
G
a
rre
tt.
F
o
r
a
mating.
F
o
r a
chang
e
.
F
o
r
the
l
o
ss
o
f
f
e
ar
and the
gain
o
f in
de
p
e
n
d
e
nc
e
.


I
t

s
pa
i
nf
u
l,”
he
sai
d
,
nipping
and
k
i
ssing
and
lick
i
ng
al
o
ng
h
e
r
th
r
o
at.
His
b
ig hand c
o
v
ere
d
h
e
r m
o
u
th
still,
g
e
ntle
bu
t
fi
r
m.
A sil
e
nt
c
o
mmand to
l
ist
e
n.
Bu
t s
o
m
e
thing a
b
o
u
t
this
e
x
er
ci
s
e
o
f
d
o
minance
o
v
e
r
h
e
r
ma
d
e
h
e
r
w
e
t
with
ur
g
e
ncy.
T
h
er
e was
no
f
e
ar in
the
face
o
f
his
s
h
o
w
o
f
p
o
w
er
.
T
h
er
e
was
o
nly
the inc
re
asing
be
at
o
f
h
e
r p
u
lse
i
n
h
e
r
p
u
ssy
and
h
e
r
t
e
mpl
e
s.
She
c
o
u
ld
h
e
ar
h
e
r
b
l
o
o
d
like
the
o
c
e
an
in
h
e
r
e
a
r
s as
he sai
d
,

I
t
w
o
u
ld
b
e
the
e
nd
o
f
e
v
er
ything
y
o
u kn
o
w.
I
t
w
o
u
ld
b
e
a
cha
n
ge
like
no
o
th
er
.
I
t w
o
u
ld
b
e
d
ang
er
o
u
s
and
painf
u
l,” he
re
p
e
at
e
d
.

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