When it grew back, but not all the way back, he beat me again. There was blood on the shoulder of his uniform. It was one of the most delicate things I'd ever felt when a man was inside me. He knows, I said.
I didn't point out that it was 6:30 in the morning, and his chances of making it home in time to see Katie and his kids before they rushed off to their days were slim to none. A little, I said. He was taller than either of them, but so thin all over that he looked smaller somehow. If it's going to disrupt the office, then as manager I need to know.
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