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Chapter 2 by VTheImpaler VTheImpaler

The next thing I know…

I call him Stud (custom positive title)

I shake my head vigorously, dispelling the fog that I had just slipped into, “Fucking hell, just spaced out. Anyway, what is that, Stud?”

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Stud cackles inexplicably, “Okay Stud, you don’t wanna tell me, whatever.” I turn and walk away, not letting him toy with my interest.

What's next?

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