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I fill my prescription and head home with the pill bag on my passenger seat. I walk in a little dazed from the pain killer and catch you trying to pry the handcuffs off with the knife blade. Indian sex video Bonnie looks me in the face and realizes what must’ve happened. Then it all rushes back to me in a wave of lust and pain. “I really have to quit leaving that knife out for you my pet.” I say, a little loud to give you a good jump. He used to manage a brothel for gay men in his younger days. My shoulder throbs. I sidle closer to your face and kiss your lips. I slip one of the valiums Doctor McCarthy gave me into her cup when she sets it back into the
