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Nolan followed me and stopped at the door to say goodbye. However, just as he was about to close the door, his voice came out "I... I... I don't know what it is to be jealous. But I hate the idea of another slave touching you. I don't want anyone to be able to feel your skin" he hinted. When I heard his words, my heart raced. "Just imagining your body trembling and your p***y throbbing for someone else drives me crazy. I wonder if I'm crazy for trying to keep someone from feeling the way I do, is it insanity or jealousy?" he said in a whisper. I had no idea how to respond to his words. I had never felt jealousy either. I had never even had a s****l encounter outside of his magic fingers. Was he mistaking my kindness for loving feelings? Was our magic claiming each other? But was it

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