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My body started to burn. I pleaded again for whomever it was, to stop.

“I can’t..breath..who are..you?” I said in between breaths as he laid against my back, pressing the length of his body into me.

“Emm..shhhh..soon..soon my little dove. Your lovely..wings..will be clipped..ahh..” He sat up behind me, keeping the rhythm of the flickering flames against the wall.

I closed my eyes briefly, trying to focus, as he spread my legs further apart with his hands. Suddenly I realized something. His hands, what they felt like. They weren’t thick and callused, or strong, like Cash’s. They felt long, slender, like the hands of a piano player. Only two individuals came to mind when I felt those hands.

“Michael..is it..why..what are you doing..to me..” I said, almost sure of it for just a moment, before thinking more and remembering Michael has shorter hair.

The other one that came to mind was Lou, but his was the color of sunshine, or if straw could glow.

“Emm..no..a guessing game..wont
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