Liza Broadaway

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He pulled up my shirt and pressed his palm against my stomach. I immediately felt the dormant energy surge up to greet him, like heat spreading through my torso. It was kind of freaky, and conjured images of the Alien movies, but also kind of sweet in a horrifying monster movie way. “Aww. It knows you’re its daddy,” I gushed.
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