13/05/2026 00:12

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I don't mind, he said. How do I explain to you that Nathaniel enjoyed being on stage, that he sort of forced the situation on me? You're the victim, please, you weren't chained up. He was literally building a deeper binding on the foundation of sex. He didn't look at me while he did it, but he knew I was watching.

Then you saw what I wanted to do to you. The men had spent an afternoon proving that I could dance, at home, with only people who were my friends watching. The gunshot, like all the others, was loud, but not nearly as loud as it could have been. What I didn't understand is that he isn't broken, well, not more broken than the rest of us.