Megan Brielle

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Beside us on the nightstand, an alarm drones, and I mentally countdown the long minutes until he finishes and I can reach over and turn it off.  With his arms a relentless cage around me, he stiffens above me and groans. The promise of oblivion fades, taking the blissful sense of nothingness with
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