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Spellbound: Peek-a-Boo

"What angel wakes me from my flow’ry bed? Titania"

Never look back; that's your mantra. It helped loosen the knots binding me to parental beliefs. But, now; fuck you, it's never, ‘just sex.’So it’s a spiteful last longing look over my shoulder, before vanishing into the woods. Lot’s wife glanced...