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A quick snap followed by “here you're first.”
An object of power in his hand.
Raise. CLICK!
He sat the object whirling in the center of the table.
At her direction.
Halt. Raise. CLICK!
Back in the center and I gave it a spin.
Halt. Raise. CLICK!
Both of us were sweating buckets and again it whirled round and round.
Halt. Raise. CLICK!
It warbled off balance like a merry-go-round.
Halt. Raise. CLICK!
With a smile he set the object spinning again.
Halt. Raise.
“It was suppose to be love not a game, you cheating fucking whore!”
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