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I'm like a moth drawn to your flame. Will I make it out alive? "Well, well. Look who the cat dragged in." Carol says as I step through the door. "Hi." I respond. "How was the party?" "I remember I was dancing and drinking, real hard, but that's it. I woke up in a strange bedroom with Darcy." "How fun." "Right!" We both laugh as I sat on the coffee table and faced her. "Oh come on Janey, I promise you I scrubbed this couch twice over." "I don't care, nothing can scrub out the images I saw." "You promised me this wouldn't be weird." "No one likes to walk in on two people having s*x, especially when you know them." "Perverts do." "Do I look like a p*****t?" I saw her mouth forming the word yes and I narrowed my eyes. "No?" Getting up, I started to strip off my alcohol and vomi

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