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But even then, the jobs were harder to come by than I had been originally led to believe.
"Holly, honey. What's going on.
And then there was my reflection in the mirror. Blotchy skin, hair that looked like I'd been sleeping in a bush not on my bed, and my nose was so red, I was surprised it wasn't signaling Santa.
Drawing out the sensations for both of us. I was so lost in them that I didn't realize at first that he'd slid a finger in my ass and was rubbing against the reverse Prince Albert piercing that pressed along the membrane wall on the other side.
"I-I didn't know, Holly.
" "That's why she wanted to talk," I said more to myself than Dirk. He nodded.