The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
“With all the shit going on in the world, I’d rather not shake your hand. Being a stranger and all,” he says.
She stares at him with a raised eyebrow and retracts her hand. “You had no qualms thrusting your unprotected member inside that street whore minutes ago, did you?”
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