Paris 3

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We lie like that for a couple of minutes. "How are you feeling, princess?" he asks. "I'm good," I say. He moves me to the bed and stands up and goes to the bathroom. I assume he returns after 2 minutes with a wet towel, and then he cleans me up down there. I see blood on the towel, and I start freaking out. "Why is there blood? Did I tear open or something?" I ask frantically, "No, princess, it happens when you lose your virginity; it's normal," he says, and I start to relax. "Okay, so this has happened before to you with a girl?" I ask. I know he has not been a virgin for a long time now. "Yes, it did. You'll be fine. I started the tub for us so you can relax in there and not be so sore afterwards," he says, and he helps me up. My legs start to wobble when I am upright, he notes, and then

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