What's next?
Take her someplace else
You grab her and put over your shoulders and walk out of there with ease. Slapping the asses of various middle aged women on your way out. You walk over to the apartments across the street and find an empty room. You drop her body onto the bed. She looks at you with fear. You remove her yoga pants and put them in your bag. Her panties reek of sex. She's a freaky girl having sex before going on stage. QT's panties are very blood red. You remove them and find a pad, no blood on it though. She must prepare all the time. You turn a dial on the watch and watch as she can move her whole face. She starts to scream but you laugh. You tell her time is stopped, no one can hear her. She pleads, "Whatever you do, please don't rape me." You laugh, you are not raping her. You climb on top of her as she pleads. "I'm not your sexdoll! I'm not your fucktoy!" You start to make out with her but she bites you. You reel back. You call her a slut before groping her bare ass and pausing time. Her face is in a state of panic but you change her face to something nicer. A blank stare.
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