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as in an action against somebody

she rolled on top of me, you know. she didn't want to, i mean, she did...
but she knew. she was a monolith of denial, and she only moved quickly to
leave.

we shouldn't fuck. i mean, fuck, as in an action against somebody. it's
not always the same as making love without love. it can be a weapon, the
body. it wrecks more delicate parts.