copier
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swp1
Her open palm draws you closer to her smiling face.

“You’ve got to let me go,” you plead to her. “The plane hasn’t taken off, so I still might be able to make it to my mother.”

“You’re so cute,” she purrs. Her soft breath still knocking into you with a gusto.

You continue to whimper in front of her, hoping to draw her sympathy. You bow down and kiss the palm underneath you.
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June 3, 2023
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