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Chapter 14

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WHY is he modeling that underwear anyway? And why does it somehow affect me?

The bound branches of wood almost fell directly at his feet when he saw me, specifically at the object I was holding in my hand.

"Sh*t! Why do you have that book with you? Are you reading that, Miranda?"

My eyes darted to the book I was holding. I was kneeling in front of the center table where I had arranged the books. I froze and remained rooted in place when I read the title of the book in my hand.

How to masturb*te?

He extended his hand towards me and, like a flash of lightning, snatched the filthy thing from me.

How did that book get here? The books I was sorting out were all about music, about how music becomes pleasurable as it stimulates the brain, not about how to stimulate private parts!

"U-Uh, I don't know! I don't know why there's a book like that in here!" I pretended to be angry.

"Be honest, Softy. Are you masturbating?"

I was stunned, and I know my face is very... very, very red right now.

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