Taylora Jay

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His breath was hot against my neck as he spoke, and his rough hand slipped over my back, just rubbing up and down. “Your body is perfect the way it is, Caprice. Eat up. You deserve it.” And just like that, I decided I didn’t like chocolate anymore.
Taylora Jay
this poor girl…UGH HE MAKES ME SICK!
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