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Chapter 16 by dangerslut dangerslut

I start to come down from the high.

Actually I'm kind of dizzy.

I try to speak, but my tongue is too thick in my mouth. I have trouble focusing. Everything looks and sounds kind of... I dunno... buzzy?

I drop my tits because my grip is just too weak.

I'm too weak. My arms are so heavy. I slump over against the couch. I struggle to keep my eyes open, but I'm seeing more in snapshots.

Jack is walking towards me. I feel his hand on my forehead then I'm laying on the floor.

He's at the door.

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