An Afternoon On The Couch
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Concluida vie, mar 31, 20235m
It's a slow, uneventful afternoon when your girlfriend knocks on your office door with tears in her eyes and tells you she's going to have to be needy for a bit.
A short and sweet reverse comfort story released just in time for the international transgender day of visibility.
Written with a female-identifying reader in mind, but don't let that stop you.
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