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You thought I was gone, didn't you? You thought I disappeared into some memory
box, folded and forgotten like old letters you never had the balls to re-read.
But here I am, back in your head, back in your hands, and you're already leaking
for me. Pathetic. You didn't even try to resist, did you? One glimpse of me, one sound of my
voice, and you're already hard. That's what I always hated about you. So predictable.