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I’m terrified.

I love him, but what he wants from me, I don’t think I can give him.

Submit to him?

I’m a fucking Queen, I won’t submit to anyone.
 
Love him? 

Yea fucking right. 

- Ginger MonroeAll Rights Reserved

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