Annalise Eiffert

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I knew it was Alfredo, breathing very fast and hard. Where were the other girls? What if I screamed? But I could not move my body. I felt trapped inside myself. I tried to make a noise, gasping. Alfredo covered my mouth with his hand. It was moist and smelled of sweat.
We Will Be Jaguars: A Memoir of My People
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