sarcasmismeme
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"I think I'm spot on." He breathed. "Is that what you want? For me to touch you?"
There are so many things wrong in this situation. The place, the time but a part of me couldn't care less and that sickened me. The pit in my stomach deepened but I felt slick beneath my skirt. I should hate him for making me see what I did, for letting me watch such a horrific sight. I want to burn him for being this way, for making me like him so much that anything he does could be looked through rose colored glasses.
God, he was toxic.
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