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Emerging from the toilet, Benny’s legs were shaking. His face was dry—the sobbing had ended as suddenly as it had started. The moisture had flowed out in a culmination of joy as the strokes subsided. The shared knowledge with Tabitha of his need and her instruction to seek satisfaction had been all consuming. The words still rattled around in his head. Equally, the flash image of her cooz remained burned into the back of his retina.
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