> “What—where—this can’t be—OH GODS WHAT IS THAT—”
“I never asked for this!”
“Focus. Detach. Breathe. This is just—NOPE—nope, not just breathing—”
“She’s moaning my name. What have I become?”
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Then she sees a screen..
She hated lust-driven men — and now she is one, powered by it.
“If I have to sleep my way to survival, I’ll do it better than any man ever has.”