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... ill remembered the weight of her body, the almost suffocating sensation pressing hard against mine.
If I concentrate, I could still almost hear the soft, low allure in her voice. I close my eyes, and hers would be staring back, shimmering, glinting that dangerous look of red.
Suffice it to say, inebriated Irene was a terrifying force to be reckoned with.
If that time had just stayed an isolated incident, a one-off event that I could look back on, fondly reminiscent, perha ...
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