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“Right, that’s it.” He bends down and slips his hands under

me, hoisting me up effortlessly as though I weigh nothing. I’m too drunk to fight or squeal, and I’m being carried like a baby towards my room. Freaky Lisa comes to mind, and I wonder if this is part of her fetish fantasies; it makes me gig...

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