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I placed my hand on my chest as I watched his retreating back leaving the restroom and me to my demise... "f**k!!" I whisper yelled. I was so f*****g doomed, the woman that knocked on the door came in through the door and looked at me. Then she shook her head (f**k you) I thought to myself she probably thought I was in here getting my brains f****d out, which might have happened if she hadn't so rudely interrupted us... I braced myself to face him as I left the restroom. He sat there looking hot as f**k and not nearly as bothered by our encounter as I was, and that only sparked my fury... how was it possible that he made me feel all sorts of dirty when he looked so f*****g at ease? I scolded myself for allowing him to get to me after everything he did, yet my body had a mind of her o
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