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... crying for Jane to help me.
What kind of man was I to cry out for his girlfriend to help me?
However, what I was feeling at this moment was neither pleasure nor agony.
I felt nothing. As if the pleasure and agony just now was only a speck of dust, blow it and it’s gone just like that.
There was no trace of it, having a wet dream was more real than those feelings.
I wonder what happened?
.....
Now that I realized the odd of the situation I ...
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