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_{She had been married before. To a soldier. She knew all the tricks; he taught her. She practiced them on me. Every night, I hid my prick, my head, my self in her. If my prick was not in her cunt, it was in her ass, her mouth… if it was in none of these places, it was in her hand.}

_{I was distracted. And, for hours… every night. To… escape thinking of missing you, Saskia.}