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It’s pointless, because I will, of course, feel guilty to the point of self-loathing afterwards, and it’s unnecessary, because I’m already fully aware that I’ll let him do whatever he likes to me tonight.
You’d think I’d like a respectful man. You’d think I’d value that quality, especially in someone I’m strongly predisposed to distrust. Not so much, it turns out.

