Shiver and Quiver

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     I am healed. My dick stitches are taken out and I'm relived. I may have ruined mirandas last show of the year but at least she's still mine. She isn't mad at me.
     I wake up, it's not real. It was all a dream, I'm okay. But I'm shaken. It all seemed so real. I wake up in bed next to Miranda and cry. What if this really happened. I shiver and quiver at the thought and I cry quietly to myself. If Miranda found me crying she would eat my ass and call me a pussy. I forget the dream and shove my hand in her Vaheen and I'm warm.

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