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th the wolf,
though--that was inspired, if I do say so myself. And you loved
it." There were those fangs again. "Foreplay is the best part.
Well, maybe not the best part..."
"Foreplay my ass," I said, snapping out of my moment of
fear. "That was my subconscious, dreaming up a way out of a case
of writer's block. You aren't real." Dreaming again. That was
it, I was dreaming again.
"Let's go back to your apartment and I'll show you real."
I was starting to have a horrible thought. I threw a quick
glimpse over my shoulder at the long
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