She throws herself back into her chair. “Is that so? Where do I come from, then? Why am I here? Are my parents military?” “None of that’s relevant.” “Why not?” Her voice is three octaves too high; the people at the table next to us are looking. “Because you’ve made your intentions perfectly clear.” He points his coffee cup at her. “You want me to fuck you. You want my dick in your mouth and my fingers in your pussy. That’s all I need to know about you.” Her jaw hits the floor for the second time today. This time, my jaw joins hers. Pres stares down at her food, her neck and chest turning a
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