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I'm woken to the sound of a screeching iron against the floor and a foul smell of liquor and maybe smoke from cigarettes. My vision is quite blurry and I seem unable to move my body.
The hotness between my legs is inexplicable and my blurred vision is becoming clearer by minutes. I try to move my legs but they are stocked to a spot, my hands too.
"How are you?" The bitchy voice which can't be mistaken with any other person's asks and I try to look at her.
"How do I look like to you?" I ask her with, a forced smile.
"You still act strong? Let's see how long your cheekiness w
