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I didn't know what would happen after I left Gabe's house. Now that we'd fucked and bared our souls, I understood there was a chance he might grow bored with me. And maybe that was best, I told myself. There was no denying that we fed each other's worst impulses. But the text he sent the following day let me know I didn't need to worry about him losing interest. How's that clit? Walking between classes, I read the message...