Christie Blink

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Before his words can be processed, he’s forcing my head down. Immediately, his intentions become clear. My eyes widen as a horror unlike anything I’ve ever felt grabs ahold of me. Of my heart, my lungs, my entire fucking being.  “No, no, no, NO…” I scream, fighting like my life depends on it because my life does depend on it. “You wanted to be a shark expert, baby girl? You wanted to take that from me? Then you gotta learn how to fucking swim with them.”
Does It Hurt?
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