I was angry now, even with the rest of his body touching me. No one's ever loved me, or even wanted me, without fucking me first. Probably, I said. I'm always willing to listen, Ronnie.
Nathaniel touched my hand. You'll find an excuse not to do it again. Well, we'd starve if they waited for me to cook. I started to rub my arms where he'd squeezed, then stopped.
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