ancient

When something is swallowed, eventually it is released as hostage, a new form taken, right? Can I be so sure that I will get out of this? Dead, or alive. Experience is the key to wisdom? That's what they say. I have tried every colored door, and they all lead to Mr. Smiley, ready to wine and dine me, show me the gallon of cum he saved up for the event, and stiff me with the check. But this door, made of silk tinted glass always opens slowly to you. A flicker of fast nights and hard fucks, red and blue lights, read my rights and had them taken.

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