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lied, "I am your wife. You said you wanted me, and that
you would have me."
I took a deep breath. "R-i-i-ight." This wasn't going anywhere. "OK, so
suppose that we are married according to some native custom of your home
country. That doesn't work in this country, so, we're not really married.
Don't you see?"
"We _are_ married, my love," Rika Sakurai insisted gently. I groaned inwardly.
The marriage question wasn't getting answered to my satisfaction. Maybe I'd
better try a different one.
"OK, we're married. That's all fine and good. Putting that aside, I have
puncture wounds on my neck, and I very clearly remember you sitting on me,
with _my_ blood all over _your_ face. So would you _please_ tell me just
what the fuck I've married, and why I'm here talking to a figment of my
imagination!!!" Whew. That was a lot for one breath.
Victoria smiled sweetly. Rika Sakurai narrowed Rika's eyes, and said in a husky voice,
"If I tell you, will you -- eat my pussy?" Th
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