“You cock-sucking, donkey-fucking, giant piece of trash!” She tackled him to the ground, pinning him there, and poised her fist over her head, ready to pound him into a pulp. Except he was laughing. He was lying there looking up at her, cackling with glee in his eyes. His hands were resting on her thighs, and he was squeezing them. He made no move to stop her. “What’s so funny?” “Nothing. I’m not laughing at you. I’m delighted.” “Why? Nothing about this is okay!” “I know. Go ahead. Punch me. Hit me all you want. I deserve it. I want it. Make me pay.” No. That’d be too easy. That meant he’d be
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