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Isn't this getting out of hand?
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Ongoing, First published Nov 06, 2019
Harold seductively whispers in Darlene's ear while caressing her petite face.

"I'm so sorry Darlene but you cannot handle this.
Although I must hand it to you, you have been hands down the handiest out of all these freaks. 
But I know you... I know when you get too much time on your hands you can get out of hand."

He chuckles in his husky baritone voice.

"Remember, I have the upper hand now." 

Darlene turns pale and struggles to say anything.

"Just because you know how to use that  hand of yours doesn't make you better than me." She stutters. 

"Even though, all you are IS a limb..."
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