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Citizen Miller

Copyright© 2010 by FantasyLover

Chapter 21

Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 21 - A brilliant, inquisitive scientist proposes to his girlfriend setting off a chain of events nobody could have foreseen as they rescue victims and gather help to confront a ruthless, sinister conspiracy he previously knew nothing about. Future science fiction, plot, plus lots of sex. Parts I and II are finished and pretty much stand alone. Part III is more than half finished.

Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   Ma/ft   mt/Fa   Fa/Fa   ft/ft   Fa/ft   Mult   Consensual   Rape   Slavery   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Science Fiction   Incest   BDSM   Torture   Swinging   Gang Bang   Group Sex   Orgy   Harem   Polygamy/Polyamory   Interracial   First   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Sex Toys   Bestiality   Cream Pie  

I was handed off in turn, to each of the other three members of DThroneD. Finally, I got a chance to dance with the rest of my wives, and they each made sure to tell me that they appreciated the freedom I gave them to be themselves. Next, I got to dance with Penny, Karin, Danielle, Valya, and Natasha before they finally let me sit down. I gulped down one of the EBs when Celeste and Alexis started talking about calling it an evening and I followed suit when they got up to leave. I was surprised that Jocelyn also got up to go with us. “I’ll be along in a while. I still need to take my turn playing so the last of the orchestra musicians playing now can eat dinner,” Francois explained.

“We’re going to dance some more. It’s rare that we get a chance to just be ourselves without hundreds of fans interrupting us,” the cello player for DThroneD commented. When Lavanya and her husband also reported that they weren’t ready to go yet, I knew that we were being left alone for Jocelyn’s sake.

I kissed each of my wives, telling them that I loved them and expected them to have fun tonight, then kissed the other members of my self-proclaimed “harem.” As we left the tables, I noticed that Jocelyn was a bit reticent, and stepped next to her and offered her my arm. “I agree with Lavanya, the music tonight was brilliant. How did you manage to write that in just two days?” I asked. Jocelyn explained that she actually began writing the music about two months after she was kidnapped. She never expected to survive long enough to put it to paper or to have it played. It was just a way to maintain some small bit of herself, and a way to escape mentally. The ending she had pictured was slightly different from what actually happened. In her story, she had been the one that the handsome hero had scooped up in his arms and carried off, making passionate love to her and then living together happily ever after.

“Like this?” I asked scooping a squealing Jocelyn up in my arms.

She immediately snuggled against me and sighed, “Exactly like this.”

By the time we got to the estate, she was nuzzling and lightly kissing my neck. I could smell her arousal. I felt her tense in my arms when I carried her through the door into our suite, so I backed out into the main hallway, closing the door so that we were alone. “I will carry you off to any bed on the base, and tuck you in and let you go to sleep if you’re not ready for this,” I said softly.

“No, this is something I need to work through,” she insisted.

“Okay, I’m willing to encourage you tonight, but I won’t push you,” I told her.

“What’s the difference?” she asked, almost laughing again.

“The difference is that as long as you say that you want to continue, I will offer encouragement and suggestions. If you say stop, I stop.”

“Let’s try again,” she suggested snuggling back against me. This time I did the kissing, starting with her face and slowly working my way to her neck. As soon as I got to her neck, she began softly moaning and squirming in my arms.

When our lips met, she pushed her tongue deep into my mouth. While our tongues were intertwined, I managed to get the door open without dropping her and carried her into the suite. Celeste and Alexis were waiting for us, and quickly scanned what was happening. When she heard her daughter moaning softly, Celeste grinned. I carried Jocelyn into the bedroom and asked quietly “Now what?” Jocelyn scanned the room, looking at the bed, finding the door and the bathroom.

Seeing her look at the bathroom I asked, “Have you ever had a guy wash you and wash your hair in the shower?” She shook her head no, but I could see the interest in her eyes. “Then I guess tonight will be a first,” I answered as I deposited her gently on the floor in the bathroom.

She was standing there nervously when I finished turning on the water. “Want some help, or should I step out of the room?” I asked, motioning to the halter top.

“I’ll wait outside until you’re ready,” I said in response to the deer-in-the-headlights look she had on her face. I kissed her hand and stepped toward the door. Celeste and Alexis moved out of the way to let me pass. “Wait,” she said quietly. “Stay,” she added nervously, almost pleading.

“Want me to undress first?” I offered. She nodded hesitantly. My clothes were tossed back through the door into a pile in the bedroom, as were what little Celeste and Alexis still wore. Bashfully, Jocelyn followed suit, and I made sure that I was paying attention to Celeste while she did.

The running water was having an effect on me. “Ever helped a guy pee?” I asked, knowing how much the girls laughed when they “helped.” Chewing nervously on her lower lip, she shook her head no.

“Want to try?” I asked. She looked like a little girl when she nodded timidly, looking up at me with those big blue eyes of hers.

“Can I help, too?” Alexis asked hopefully. Jocelyn nodded eagerly, glad for the support.

As I stood in front of the bowl, both girls reached around to get hold of me, giggling when their hands met. Alexis took the base of my limp cock and Jocelyn got the business end. “Angle it towards the center of the bowl,” I suggested. She did, but between the two of them, they laughed so hard that they ended up spraying the toilet and the wall, which only made them laugh harder.

The shower was a trifle crowded, but that just made things more interesting. I was looking forward to the shower in the new suite. It would be much larger than this one. Jocelyn sat on the seat I had specially installed for when I washed my wives’ hair. I lathered her hair, scrubbing and massaging her scalp, while Celeste was busy massaging something of mine with her lips and tongue. Jocelyn watched her mother as best she could, and I quickly exploded into Celeste’s talented mouth.

When I could see straight again, I began rinsing Jocelyn’s hair, watching Celeste and Alexis duel tongues with a mouthful of my cum. I must have missed the subtle interplay between mother and daughter. When Celeste finished sharing with Alexis, she leaned over and let the remainder slide into Jocelyn’s eager mouth while they did the mother-daughter tongue tango. I wasn’t sure if they always shared like this or if Jocelyn was testing me somehow, but she stood up and kissed me, sharing the remnant of my spend with me. The kiss got fierce when I didn’t object, and she pressed her wet, naked body tightly against me.

I took advantage of her proximity and began washing her back while we kissed, starting with her upper back and working my way down until I had washed (and played with) her taut ass cheeks, which happened to be as far as I could reach. Reluctantly, she released my lips, and I washed her front. I watched her reaction carefully when I washed her breasts, but her soft moan of appreciation and her mother’s nod of approval told me she was okay with what I was doing so far. As I worked south, I purposely avoided her sex, saving that for last, and started on her feet working my way north. She was receptive when I reached the apex of her legs, even spreading them slightly while I washed her.

I worried a little when my finger accidentally slipped deep between her well lubricated labia. Her bear hug, pressing my head against her stomach while she bucked her hips and aligned herself so that my finger slipped even deeper let me know that she was still okay with what I was doing. She made small mewling sounds as I continued to worm my finger deeper, massaging her G spot as I finger-fucked her. One of Alexis’ hands snaked around her sister’s hips and my finger suddenly had company. Alexis was tongue-fucking Jocelyn’s anal pucker.

I could tell that she was nearing her climax when she suddenly cried out, “Now ... please ... fuck me now.” I lifted her up and she settled neatly on my cock, aided by her mother who grabbed my cock and aligned everything.

“Yesssss,” she hissed as she settled on my raging hard-on. “Faster,” she encouraged, wrapping her long, lithe legs around me and using the leverage she gained to increase the pace. Celeste and Alexis were on either side of her kissing that side of her neck. Alexis was massaging her sister’s clit and Celeste was pinching and pulling first one of her daughter’s nipples and then the other.

Jocelyn’s scream when she came reverberated inside the shower. Mother and sister helped me lower her trembling, limp form slowly to the floor of the shower where I sat with her head on my lap, shielding her face from the spray of the water. When she finally managed to focus on my face, she whispered, “Thank you. I can’t tell you how much I needed that.”

“You don’t need to tell me how much. Just tell me that you need it and I’ll be there,” I told her.

Eventually, we made it back to the bedroom. As soon as she walked in, it was as if someone flipped a switch in her. She was again nervous and standoffish. I held both hands out to her, palms up. “What’s wrong?” Watching my hands the same way she would a snake, she shook her head. “For two years, the bathroom has been the only safe place in my life. It was too small, so I was never raped in there. I knew that I was safe and would be left alone in there. Everywhere else, every room in the house, and everywhere outside, I’ve been raped repeatedly. I felt safe with you in the bathroom. Out here, I’m scared again.”

Trying to figure out how to help her start to overcome her fear, I offered, “Would you be afraid of me if my hands and feet were restrained?”

“How?” she asked nervously. Taking Celeste with me, I walked to the opposite side of the room and sat in the chair there, pulling Celeste into my lap. “Jocelyn, in the cabinet behind you is the collection of sex toys my wives and other women have collected. There is a set of four padded leather restraints in there that one of them likes to use once in a while. If you want, your mother and sister can put them on me and restrain me on the bed.”

“Have you done it before?” she asked, intrigued by the idea.

“Once,” I answered.

“Did you like it?” she asked.

“No,” I answered tersely. I had, in fact, hated it. I didn’t mind giving someone else control, I hated not having any control at all.

“Then why would you offer to do it for me?” she asked suspiciously.

“Because I’m willing to do anything I can to help you,” I answered.

Surprised by my answer, she looked at me appraisingly for a minute. “Okay, I’ll try it,” she finally said. My heart sank at her pronouncement. I hoped it didn’t show on my face.

“Alexis, would you please get the cuffs out and hook them to the bed frame? There are places to attach them on each corner.” She bounced up excitedly and opened the cabinet. “Wow,” she exclaimed when she saw the entire assortment of toys in there. It took several minutes for her to accomplish the task, but all too soon, she was ready for me. Taking slow, deep breaths to help calm myself, I lay spread-eagle on the bed as she and Celeste each bound one wrist and one ankle.

When they were finished and had assured Jocelyn that the restraints would easily hold me, Jocelynn made her own careful inspection of each cuff. Satisfied that they would, indeed, hold me, she climbed cautiously on the bed and inched slowly towards me. It took several minutes for her to get up the courage to actually touch my cock, but eventually she decided that she would be safe and began stroking me, trying to get me erect. Seeing that I was having difficulty rising to the occasion, Celeste crawled on the bed next to me and started talking dirty to me, trying to distract me from the fact that I was tied up.

Between that and Alexis’ talented mouth, they finally succeeded, and Jocelyn climbed on top of me. As she began her nine-inch descent, I wasn’t sure if she would finish it or bolt from the room. Once I was partway in, however, something came over her and her fear vanished. I suddenly understood another part of the reason she was so upset. She hated the rape, but just as much, she hated herself for the fact that she responded to the sex once the initial penetration happened. I needed to talk with one of the shrinks about it and see what, if anything, I could do to help with the self-loathing.

Jocelyn rode me hard, eventually bringing herself to climax. I was nowhere close; my energy spent just trying to stay hard for her. When she collapsed, sated, on the bed next to me, Celeste and Alexis hurriedly removed the cuffs, giving me back my freedom. “You will be rewarded for that tonight,” Celeste purred quietly into my ear.

“Was it good?” I asked absently, catching myself just before I started stroking Jocelyn’s back with a free hand. That would have freaked her out, so I put them back as if they were still restrained.

“Oh, yeah. Did you enjoy it, too?” she asked out of habit.

I answered her truthfully. “No, I did that for you. I really hate being restrained like that.”

“Now you know how I felt,” she said with way too much venom in her voice.

When her brain caught up with her mouth, her hands rushed to cover her mouth, and she looked at me thoroughly embarrassed by what she’d just done. I heard both Celeste and Alexis gasp at her outburst. My heart hurt for her and my eyes teared.

“Jocelyn, what I just did doesn’t even come close to what you had to endure. I could never begin to understand what you went through, but my heart breaks just thinking about the little I do know about.” My voice was getting tight with emotion, and my tears were flowing freely now, as were hers.

Taking a chance, I reached out to her, holding my palms up for her to hold. Upset about her comment and not thinking clearly, she took my hands and pulled herself over until her head was lying on my stomach. I stroked her hair, combing it slowly with my fingers, something I know that women enjoy. With the other hand, I gently stroked her back. It was five minutes later before she realized that my hands were free and she jerked away quickly, watching from the edge of the bed to see what my reaction would be. Not knowing what else to do, I put my hands back in the same position they’d been in when they were restrained.

Several times she glanced back and forth between my hands and my face trying to determine what I was thinking or planning. “I’m not going to move unless you tell me to,” I told her.

“So, if I hit you, you won’t move?”

“I’ll probably flinch, but that’s all,” I told her. I could see in her eyes that she intended to do it, and I watched as it unfolded. She faked with her left hand and swung with the right, slapping me on the chest. She did pull it at the last second so it sounded worse than it was, and quickly pulled her hand out of my reach. Instantly she was at the edge of the bed, ready to run. True to my word, I stayed as motionless as I could.

“Could I ask you to do something?” I asked as Jocelyn looked at me suspiciously. “I’d like you to stand in the doorway, and I’d like your mom and sister to sit on the bed for a minute.” No words were spoken, but she walked to the door and Celeste and Alexis came over to the bed. I asked Alexis to get a dildo out of the toy cabinet on her way, which she did with a vicious grin on her face. Once they were seated next to me, I instructed them to crawl behind me and decide which woman got the dildo, pretending that it was a knife. They were both to hide it from me when they sat next to me, and the one that had it should try to stab me with it. They tried. They never got close. Not only did I get the dildo away from Alexis, but she ended up under me on the bed, writhing suggestively beneath me once she figured out where everyone had ended up. She whimpered her disappointment when I let her up, moaning appreciatively as my fingers traced through her cleft as she moved away.

“I’m not trying to scare you, Jocelyn. I wanted to show you that I could have easily stopped you and then caught you if that had been my intention. All I want to do is help you get over your fear of men, even if it’s just getting you over your fear of one ... me. I realize that it will take time, and that it won’t be easy for either of us, but I’m here to help.” Timidly, she walked over to the bed and leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

“Thank you,” she said emotionally. Sighing deeply she continued. “I think I’ve had enough excitement for one day. I’ll leave you guys to your fun while I get some sleep. I promise I’ll see you tomorrow--all of you.” She accepted my offer to use the empty bedroom next to Li and left us naked and in bed--something the ladies immediately took advantage of. I did manage to quaff an ACCO-L and one of the glucose/glycogen mixtures I kept in the nightstand. Being short on sleep and long on sex partners wasn’t a good combination.

I was catching my breath and Alexis was busy lapping my cum from her mother’s pussy when the rest of our guests arrived. “Ooooohhhhh, share,” the cello player squealed, pieces of her outfit flying in two different directions as she jumped on the bed.

“He’s mine,” Lavanya called out, her formal dress hitting the floor seconds after the cello player’s did. She was naked underneath.

“You do realize that I will picture you naked under your dress at every concert from now on,” I teased.

“That’s fine, because I always am,” she admitted. The way her body moved reminded me of Nadhu, and I was quickly developing a penchant for Indian women.

She had me hard and buried inside her surprisingly tight pussy in under a minute. Her husband used the rear entrance and we double-teamed her until she finally passed out from over-stimulation. It was nearly 1 a.m. before all of the women were satisfied enough to let me finally get some sleep. Celeste and Lavanya each claimed the rights to one side of me and I fell asleep with a beautiful face on each shoulder and a cum-filled pussy leaking onto each of my thighs.


WEDNESDAY May 21

I kept my eyes shut when I awoke to a soft hand lightly stroking my cock in the morning. They had me rock-hard and I wondered if it was one of my wives or one of my guests. I was wrong on both accounts. “Go ahead and stroke it, he’s still asleep. Besides, my daddy wouldn’t ever hurt you,” Li’s voice said solemnly just as my mind realized that I smelled Li. I almost stopped her right there, but caught another whiff and realized Li was talking to Jocelyn.

“I know he wouldn’t hurt me,” Jocelyn whispered. “I’m just used to knowing that every guy that uses me is going to hurt me,” she explained.

“I know, the bad man hurt me too,” Li empathized. “But I saw the video of what my daddy did to him for hurting me,” she added proudly.

“Yeah, that was pretty awesome, wasn’t it?” Jocelyn commented. I felt a second, larger hand join the small hand.

“My daddy said that when my body gets big enough, and when mommy Renee and I think I’m ready, he’ll show me how good sex can be. I hope I grow up fast. I’m not sure how long I can wait. I have to rub myself at night when I think about him doing to me what he does to my mommies,” she whispered to Jocelyn.

“Do you think he’ll be upset if he wakes up and we’re doing this?” Jocelyn asked nervously.

“No, he’s been awake for a couple minutes now. I saw his breathing change,” Li told her.

“What?” Jocelyn hissed, jumping back to the edge of the bed. I put my hand on Li’s good hand and took it off my cock.

“You’ve got at least six more years to wait, Little One,” I told her.

I warned Jocelyn that I was going to get out of bed and go to the bathroom. She retreated to the bedroom doorway and watched apprehensively. “Ummmmm, can I, uh, help ... again?” she asked nervously.

“Sure,” I answered, surprised at her boldness. She followed after I was in the bathroom. Knowing what she’d told us last night, I could see the change in her this time. She relaxed visibly almost the second she walked through the door. She walked over to me semi-confidently, leaning playfully against me and reaching around to find my spigot.

At least she managed not to miss this time, in spite of all of her giggling. Li watched attentively, and I could see from her face and body language that she wanted to help, too. I’d need to talk to Renee about that, and about what she did earlier, possibly talking with one of the therapists, too. I had thought, mistakenly, what Li had suffered through would sour her to anything to do with sex for quite a while. Evidently not.

My spigot became a handle when Jocelyn used it to lead me to the shower. Li followed us and watched while Jocelyn lathered me this time, kneeling and doing a taste test to make sure she had thoroughly cleaned my handle. When she was satisfied it was clean, she turned around and bent over, wiggling her ass at me invitingly. I accepted the invitation, pressing my throbbing member between her swollen labia and sinking it inside her femininity. Jocelyn whimpered as I entered, pressing back against me as Li closely watched our coupling. When I reached around to massage her clit, Li’s tiny hand was already busy. I fought down the conflicting emotions I was having, not wanting to create a scene and ruin any good I might be doing for Jocelyn.

Jocelyn was obviously aware of and not concerned that Li was involved in our sharing. I didn’t know if I should be too concerned about Li having sex with females. It wouldn’t harm her physically, but I didn’t know about long-term emotional damage. Renee hadn’t been concerned about Li watching our sexplay, but Li had never actively participated in any way. We definitely needed to talk to a shrink to find out how to deal with this. Once again, Jocelyn’s scream reverberated inside the shower when she came, her body trembling afterward.

I shooed Li off to her room when we were dry, instructing her to put on underwear and her favorite sleepwear, one of my T-shirts. Jocelyn had been a pleasant interlude, but it wasn’t even six am yet. While I was used to getting up early, my body was still sleep deprived and was telling me to go back to sleep. Jocelyn watched nervously as I put on a pair of pants and motioned for her to join me in Li’s room, explaining that I was going back to sleep, but she was welcome to join me and snuggle. My pants were staying on unless she, personally, removed them. Jocelyn watched from the doorway to Li’s room as I did what I said. She noted how excited Li was about my presence, immediately climbing atop me, and using me for her mattress. I was almost asleep when I sensed Jocelyn timidly crawling into bed and snuggling against me. Her head rested on the shoulder Li wasn’t claiming and she even let me put my arm around her. Tears welled up in my closed eyes as she trembled in my arms, bravely fighting back her fear. She was still there when Celeste woke us up about noon.

The five giant generators that I had ordered arrived. I had left instructions to mount each one in a freighter, and guidelines for how I wanted the shield it would generate programmed. The five target areas inside Russia had already been secured by a cloaked shuttle, so we now knew exactly what dimensions we would need to program for the shields to seal the Russian border.

Jeff reported that every city with a military contingent of any size had been organized and armed, and attack plans for each were being reviewed. Gennady had finished taping the five-minute announcement we would broadcast constantly and repeatedly on loudspeakers, television, radio, and the internet during the attacks, explaining that the revolt was underway, and begging the population to stay inside where they were safe. It warned that their presence at the battle would needlessly endanger them as well as the troops fighting Derevenko.

Aside from wishing he had more time to train the civilian army, Jeff was very happy about everything. Dragonflies had entered all the military buildings except at the twelve main Russian military bases. His request for a dragonfly that had explosives instead of a data cube had been fulfilled, and they were ready to be deployed right before the battle to destroy weapon and ammunition stockpiles at the sites he would be attacking. When I asked if he preferred a Thursday or Friday attack, he thought for a few seconds before choosing dawn Friday. He felt the extra day of training for the civilians would be worth the chance of being discovered.

I agreed, promising that our ships would be ready in orbit above Russia by noon Thursday Novgorod time just in case, and would plan the attack to begin at 0547, five minutes before dawn Novgorod time Friday morning. I also reminded him to make sure the civilians west of Novgorod had and knew how to use night vision lenses. When Jeff and I finished, I commed Gwen and Stan, letting them know so that they could have the troops ready. That meant that the battle would begin at 2147 Thursday our time.

A quick detour by the schools showed that my present was practically finished. The shield generator was installed and functioning, generating a transparent orange shield. There were racks along the school side of the shield containing the modern equivalent of sleds. There were three different sizes, each padded and big enough to lie face down on. Once the sled was activated, basic hand controls guided it up or down, and controlled the speed. The smaller sleds had a very limited speed so small children wouldn’t get hurt going too fast. Left and right controls were accomplished by shifting your weight left or right. The more you shifted, the sharper the turn. There was a self-adjusting, congealing shield 50 feet above the ground that would catch anyone who fell or crashed, keeping them from injury. The more the mass and aster the velocity of the object, the more the shield congealed to slow the object down. I could only imagine the number of happy shrieks that would be coming from here tomorrow after it was tested.

My next stop was to see Dr. Sun. I explained what happened with Li when she saw Renee and I making love, and then about what she said and did this morning. I also told her about my theory about Jocelyn. She watched me intently for a couple of minutes when I finished, thinking about what I’d said. “I can’t comment on Jocelyn. Maybe you could ask her if she would let you accompany her next time if she’s getting therapy,” she answered. I had a sneaky suspicion that if I did accompany her, I’d be seeing Dr. Sun again.

“If anyone told me two weeks ago that I’d be saying this, I’d have told them to get their head examined,” she continued.

“Since Li was raised in a sexual environment, and was trained daily to perform sex acts, it’s as natural to her as eating dinner. I think that you should allow her to participate occasionally, limiting her to performing and receiving oral sex.

“If that works out okay, you might consider allowing penetration with a slender finger or small dildo once she’s fully healed, and if that’s what she wants. Obviously, full penetrative sex is still some years away, when her body matures enough. She will mature much younger than normal, though. Most girls start the process at eleven or twelve years old. I wouldn’t be surprised to see Li begin as early as eight or nine. Being around so many women that are physically mature and sexually active will also speed her physical maturation, as will the occasional sex she’s allowed to have.

Seeing the panicked look on my face thinking about having a six-year-old join us in the bedroom, even occasionally she smiled knowingly. “Mike, what you’ve done for her in such a short time to cause her want to have sex after what she went through is nothing short of remarkable. I know that you’ll be careful, and that you’re doing it for her, not your own pleasure. If you’ll permit me, I’d like to follow her progress, as well as that of as many of the other young girls as possible watching for problems and seeing if any of the other girls respond the same way. Eventually, if I think there’s something worth sharing, I’d like to write a paper on it.”

I thought about it before agreeing. “There are so many different types of abuse and other variables among the girls and women here that anyone here now who’s qualified that wants to research something may do so as long as the people they’re studying know about it and agree. Have anyone wanting to do a study obtain your approval before they start, and I’d like you to review each person’s work before it’s released, or find someone you feel is more qualified to review it. Fair?”

“It’s more than fair, it’s very generous,” she said emotionally.

It was late afternoon before my wives and near wives tracked me down and dragged me off to a private early dinner. I guess I wasn’t too surprised to see Jocelyn there, or to see that she was seated exactly opposite me, as far away as she could get. They explained, apologetically, that most of them wouldn’t be up to any sex tonight. They had already contacted Johann’s wife and warned her. The Justice’s party had been re-scheduled for tomorrow night. The girls were hesitant to provide details, but eventually I dragged enough bits of information out of them that they just told me the whole story. I watched their faces as the story was told, watching and enjoying the smiles and knowing grins they gave each other when a juicy detail was spilled--all except for Valya. She was nervous and wouldn’t meet my eyes, looking away quickly any time I caught her looking my way.

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