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Or is it?

Nightmarish visions assault me as I wait for them to arrive. Bright pink pubes, hair to match. My heart beats harder.

Oh god. Please not again.

I pull again at my handcuffs, suddenly panicking at the thought of what awaits me when the blindfold comes off.

I spent months dreaming about those pubes. I haven’t been able to look at neon pink the same ever since.

Frankly, I’ve started to think I might never escape the memory of them.

Now here I am again, tied up and possibly dyed from head to toe.

“Hurry!” I scream, trying and failing to see from the bottom of my blindfold.

The door slams open with a bang, and three sets of footsteps charge in in a hurry.

“How bad is it?” I ask, cringing. “Are they pink? Oh, fuck. They aren’t green, are they?”

I hear multiple sighs of relief at once.

“Jesus, Percy, you scared us silly!” Becky shouts.

Giggling breaks out the next second, sending my already racing heart into overdrive.

“For fucks sake!” I shout, trying desperately to sit up. “What color are my pubes?”

I hear them break out into full laughter, Mysti’s chuckle ringing above the rest.

“Same color as they always are, sugar,” Becky says with a giggle.

I collapse back against the mattress, fear leaving me immediately. “You could have started with that.”

I shake my head, annoyed at the blindfold. “Can you get this thing off me?”

Footsteps approach quickly, warm hands grazing my face as they lift my head from the pillow. I feel the sleek satin of my blindfold shift, my sight restored immediately after.

“Better?” Sammi asks, peering down at me.

“Much.”

All three of them hover around me, each looking slightly worse for wear.

“What happened this time?”

I glance around, taking in the room for the first time since waking up. Everything’s trashed, and my clothes are everywhere, which is par for the course.

I shift on the bed, Euros and weed spilling off the edge as I do.

Honestly, this is far from the worst that I’ve woken up to. Compared to the last time, this is damn near dignified.

“So, what the fuck happened?” I ask, taking the time to glance at each girl in turn.

They shake their heads, shrug, looking every bit as confused as I feel.

“No idea.” Mysti says.

“Not even you?” I ask, turning my attention to Becky.

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