BIRTHDAY GIRL

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Prologue

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Wrapped in white.

She is beautiful.

Virginal.

Mine.

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His husky voice, moist against my ear as his barely there fingers arose goosebumps up my forearms in their wake, "I will take my time with you, pet."

My will was weak.

My want, strong.

He knew it.

I knew it.

I was now his to own.


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