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Literature
A Creepy(Pasta)Meeting 5 Jeff came back from the bathroom and you lifted the covers, inviting him. He slid under them and rested his chin ontop of your head. Thoughts were running through your mind while you rested your hand on his torso. You had just had sex, with Jeff. Jeff and you had been intimate, you had been one, he had been inside you. You blushed slightly and nuzzled closer to him and he held you tighter. None of you could see the other due to the dark but you sensed he was thinking too, or else there was othing that could keep this young man silent - except a killing stroll.
"What are you thinking about, Jeff?" you asked and he played with your hair and it
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