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Last week, heard this story— some Dornish bloke paid triple for a “happy ending.” Got a slap instead! Laughed my arse off— idiot deserved it. Still, gets me thinkin’, “How do you live with that memory?”— straight from the movie, that one. Sexual-massage ain’t just touch, it’s mind games, power trips. Makes me furious— who’re these fools thinkin’ they can paw at queens? But— ugh, fine— I’ll admit, done right, it’s a bloody thrill. Heart racin’, skin burnin’— then bam, you’re relaxed. Surprised me first time. Hated that I liked it.

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But then, I realize I lost my phone. Panic mode activated! I’m retracing my steps, running around like a headless chicken. I’m about to lose it. But then, I spot it! It’s sitting on that bench in the park. I’m like, “Thank you, universe!”