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I
made
a
noise
.
The
image
she
had
just
planted
,
of
being
the
focus
for
a
pack
of
bodies
like
this
one
,
all
orchestrated
by
the
same
mind
,
tightened
the
last
notches
on
my
hard
-
on
,
and
her
hand
slid
up
and
down
its
full
length
as
if
machined
there
.
"
What
was
that
?
"
She
leaned
over
me
,
brushing
her
nipples
across
my
chest
.
"
How
long
?
"
I
managed
,
through
the
coiling
and
uncoiling
of
my
stomach
muscles
,
through
the
flesh
and
mist
tones
of
the
Merge
Nine
.
"
Is
this
fun
park
invitation
good
for
?
"
She
grinned
then
,
a
grin
of
pure
lechery
.
"
Unlimited
rides
,
"
she
said
.
"
But
for
a
limited
period
only
,
right
?
"
She
shook
her
head
.
"
No
,
you
don
’
t
understand
me
.
This
place
is
mine
.
All
of
it
,
the
island
,
the
sea
around
it
,
everything
on
it
.
Is
mine
.
I
can
keep
you
there
as
long
as
you
care
to
stay
.
Until
you
tire
of
it
.
"
"
That
might
take
a
long
time
.
"
"
No
"
There
was
a
hint
of
sadness
in
the
way
she
shook
her
head
this
time
and
her
gaze
fell
a
little
.
"
No
it
won
’
t
.
"
