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My Dearest, I shall seek and find you... I shall take you to bed and control you... I will make you ache, shake and sweat until you grunt and groan... I will make you beg for mercy. I will exhaust you to the point that you will be relieved when I leave you.....and you will be weak for days. All my love, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . The Flu
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