Page 10 of Talk Dirty to Me


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Why?

"I just can't."

Then shall I say the words for you instead?

Panic bursts out of nowhere, and the librarian shoots me a quelling look from her counter as I jerk to my feet, and the legs of my chair scratch shrilly against the floor.

I'm sure you already know this.

No, no, no.

Deep down inside of you...

I bite back a cry as I fight against the suffocating urge to cover my ears and escape the insidiously magnetic pull of his words.

You've always known this.

Oh God, it's happening again.

And this time, it's so, so much worse, since it's not just my mind that's splintered apart.

There's only one kind of man that you'll ever pine for in this lifetime...

Madness has also laid seige on my body, and I barely manage to keep myself from writhing as moisture coats my throbbing folds.

And that type of man...is someone like me.










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Istill feel sick tomy stomach when I meet Paola for lunch the next day, and the other girl looks at me in surprise. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

"More like the Devil," I mutter under my breath.

"What's that again?"

"Er, nothing."

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