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88 - When We F***, We Win

Sam raised her arms above her head, as Liz grabbed the bottom of her black t-shirt. Instead of lifting it all the way up, Liz brought it to just behind Sam´s head by the base of the neck. Concealing the giant pink triangle on the front which had the image of a giant cat´s paw in the middle. Exposing Sam´s small bare breasts.


Liz gently cradled the side of Sam's face with one hand, and told her how beautiful she was. When she shook her head, Liz repeated her words, almost forcing Sam to listen. Her affection would not be deterred. Resistance was futile.


8455 words (FF)


Cover art by Anthony Sturmas

88 - When We F***, We Win

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