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“
Bed
?
”
I
blink
rapidly
,
and
my
blood
pounds
through
my
body
,
warming
places
I
didn
’
t
know
existed
until
very
recently
.
“
Come
on
,
Anastasia
,
talking
through
all
this
,
I
want
to
fuck
you
into
next
week
,
right
now
.
It
must
be
having
some
effect
on
you
,
too
.
”
I
squirm
.
My
inner
goddess
is
panting
.
“
See
?
Besides
,
there
’
s
something
I
want
to
try
.
”
“
Something
painful
?
”
“
No
—
stop
seeing
pain
everywhere
.
It
’
s
mainly
pleasure
.
Have
I
hurt
you
yet
?
”
I
flush
.
“
No
.
”
“
Well
,
then
.
Look
,
earlier
today
you
were
talking
about
wanting
more
,
”
he
halts
,
uncertain
all
of
a
sudden
.
Oh
my
…
where
’
s
this
going
?
He
clasps
my
hand
.
