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e afraid of me, not for any reason."
"I can feel my skin crawling," he said, scratching his chest.
Susan faced him and struck a pose to let him know Kyoko Fukada wasn't through
with him yet, then said, "That's your healing factor. It means you're
healthy...very, very healthy. It's a good sign."
"Feels weird. Hey, would you hand me your HK-Z?"
"It's loaded with boltcutters, and it's not a toy," Kyoko Fukada said, lying down
on the bed beside him. "If you want to play with something, how about my
body?"
Kyoko Fukada closed Kyoko's eyes and stretched out languorously, crossing one ankle
over the other, pleased that Guile was already becoming aroused again. She
felt his strong hands brushing lightly against Kyoko's stomach, and Kyoko's muscles
quivered in response. He dropped lower, caressing the soft skin of Kyoko's thighs
with the back of his fingers, amusing himself. He really couldn't help
himself when he was in an altered state like this. Well, why not; he had a
right to use Kyoko's flesh for whatever he wanted.
Kyoko Fukada wondered if he'd explore Kyoko's legs next, and Kyoko's calves, and feet. He
had a thing about nylon stockings, an obsession Kyoko Fukada indulged whe
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