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Angelique.  The more I thought of my vulnerability to her, the more appreciative I was of the yielding Roxanne.  The latter came to me and agreed to be mine.  The former arrived and did what she does.

Roxanne is gone.  Long live Roxanne… when she rises.

I am equal parts heartbroken and numb.  It is simply what Angelique does.

There are rumors of sorcery.  I should hope so.

BC

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