"On one hand she wants to tell the gentlemen that once was voted "most likely to get the chance to pillage her vagina" to fuck off and inform him never to call her again. At the same time she can't help but nervously eye the rope, strange bottle of pills, and the bucket filled with lotion in the corner of the room. Maybe grinning and bearing it for a couple of days is worth being able to actually return home with out having to endure years of therapy and explain to her friends why at 25 she still wets the bed."
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