16/03/2026 05:09

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I'd seen him use his body before, but not like this. He finally shook his head, and she turned and wove her way through the small tables full of guests. They found a rhythm together, so that they mirrored each other. He wanted to be there on his knees, he wanted to lick my wound, taste my blood, maybe widen that wound with sharp teeth.

I reached out to Richard. 75The dry erase board was covered with diagrams. He was letting me think. He didn't like talking about it, and I didn't like seeing the look in his eyes when he did, so I didn't push.