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You are free to do as you wish." I-" she hesitated again, as thought torn between two paths, for thoughshe wanted to be free, the merest caress of his...hand upon her skin wasmore exquisitely enticing than any dream of freedom she harbored within.A war was fought within her, her mind racing, body shaking, her eyesflashing as uncertainty wracked her. Intellect and passion waxed andwaned. An anguished cry escaped her lips and he gripped her arm lest shefall. At his touch her battle was over, her. "What are you guys doing?" she asked.The two friends looked at each other. Mary said, "Doing? What do you mean?"Louise blushed and sat back in her chair. "Sorry, that came out wrong. I mean, it looks like the gang of you — you two and those four guys — have got something going for you. I've been watching the stuff they post about class standings, and you all are way up there, assuming I've got the names right. You don't look like a bunch of geeks. So, I want to know what you've got going for. ” i spat. “she wouldn't do anything to you.”“just like Chase wouldn't.” she replied.“Well you seem to be enjoying it when he was screwing you.” “i didn’t enjoy it, my sister told him to do it so it would scare you away from me, and then when you didn’t she goes and fucks you to get at me.”“I don't believe you or anything you're saying.” I spat.“how long?” she asked.“how long what.? I state.“how long have you been fucking her?” she asked.“We didn’t have sex.” I said before I walk out of the. The man wasn't particularly fast and was no match forChase's enhanced reflexes as Chase saw the coming easily. He avoidedthe claw swipe, though it did pretty much destroy his shirt, beforedelivering an uppercut cleanly to the man's unprotected chin, knockinghim very unconscious.A mechanical laugh came from the big man who then came at Chase inslow, lumbering steps before swinging a massive fist at him. Chasedodged it, but the metal surface of the fist hit a decorative brickplanter, and knocked.
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