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My Best Friend s Girlfriend Chapter 4 Dinner Etiquette
I take a hot shower as soon as I can. No matter how much I rub and wash them, I can still feel the words on my skin. On my breasts. Tits. They’re called tits. I can feel the letters so clearly, almost like raw skin too sensitive to touch. I could trace them perfectly with my fingers if I wanted to. But I don’t want to. Why would I want to? I don’t want to be a slut or a goddess. I want to be me.I look down at my chest and see the word “slut” written in soap over my right breast, but it’s upside...
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