Laughing Jack: My Favourite Game
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"You, my dear, you are something else!" He bellowed, a toothy grin playing on his charcoal black lips. His teeth protruded from his mouth like daggers, except for they were pearly white and straight. "I like you, you know~" He continued as he skipped round the chair that I found myself bound to. He leaned down and chuckled lowly as his lips neared my ear. "I'd like to play a different game with you."
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