Title: Valgfritt

Text: It's the middle of the night and her eyes are widened in the darkness of the room, her body tense, poised for something she isn't sure she's ready for but yelling for release, jittery with the ache of pure want. She closes her eyes, tries to breathe, tries to think, figure out what to do yet she feels incapable of moving out of his grasp, too stunned by the feel of his body half draped over hers, one leg drawn up and hooked high over her hip, his hand cradled over the curve of her breast. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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