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“Fucker!” Paige yelled her voice in a slight quaver. “What are you? Just some robot that blindly follows Taylor’s orders? Can’t you see...I...need...help? Goddammit, my legs! Can’t you see my legs shaking? I can’t hold this position! Let me down! Oh, god, please. Let me down; let me down, letmedown...” Paige’s head sagged. It wasn’t working! This wasn’t like with Robert. She could cajole and wheedle him into trying new things and do them exactly the way she wanted. But this senseless rock sitting in front of her, this ox of man was either deaf or too stupid to know how far was too far. She needed relief! Please, just let her down. Just for a minute! Little sobs hitched through her as tears splashed on the floor, next to p***y juice. Her nose started to run. Paige closed