“You ready to party?” she says. “Who am I partying with? This can’t be the girl who just stole my bike.” Sabrina shrugs. “Why be one thing when you can be everything?” When you can manipulate reality, life is a game. I know this game. I play it all the time. I’ve just never played it with anyone else. “I can’t get used to you,” I tell her. “Every time I see you, it’s a slap in the face.” Sabrina smiles. “You like getting slapped?” I bring my hand down hard on her ass, giving it a sharp smack. Her ass is full and firm beneath my palm, the impact rippling across her flesh. “Not as much as I like
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