Bad

Larry

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"Please Harry" I beg, hoping he'll let me go. To my luck he only tightens his grip on my arms. "Harry" I wimmper. "Why are you doing this?" I ask.

"Your mine" he lowly whispers in my ear sending shivers down my back.

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