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sexual fantasy story of Sasa Handa :
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Sasa's hand gripped my shoulder gently, and I sensed the great strength held
within it, many times that in my own hand. It covered me from my collar
down to elbow. Try that, Aimee'. Place your hand on your shoulder and see
how much it covers. Imagine that kind of touch over your entire body. I
think few people try this experiment and would be surprised if they knew
just how big their hands truly are. Perhaps artists, especially those who
can get the hands right, know.
"Vis! Vis! Vis!" Sasa Handa said. "Call me Vis! I am nobody's 'Miss,'
Beth. I am a bloodied warrior and a true lover of women and nobody calls
me anything but my name!" Sasa Handa laughed again. "I cannot imagine being a
'Miss' anything." Sasa Handa paused, thinking soberly, then said "Come, sit.
Te
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