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Favorite bit? She’s loud—screamin’ at johns who short her. “I’m worth more, you dick!”—pure fire. Reminds me of that movie line, “I’m CEO, bitch!” She owns it, yeah? But—fuckin’ hell—sometimes she stinks, literal whiff of desperation. Breaks me heart, it does. We swears, seen her cry once, mascara runnin’—nobody else clocked it. Made me wanna hug her, but nah, she’d slap me.

slut: male version?

This scorching tale of forced-bi, humiliation, and domination carries an important lesson for whoever reads it - be very careful who you tell your secret.

Okay, so, picture it: Mapleton St., where life just flows – like a river of feelings, you see? There's Riverview Park – and, oh boy, the river itself… flows so smoothly, like, "You have part of my heart!" See what I mean? Hah. Then, there's Clover Rd. – quirky, speckled with art, local cafes… the kind where families meet and spill out their secrets under a lazy sun.

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