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Momentarily unaware of your sudden pain, I began to kiss you again until I finally realised what I was doing. My hands let go of your hair immediately as if their flesh was being eaten away by acid. ‘Oh my god, are you all right? I’m so sorry, I wasn’t thinking, here let me check your wound.’ My words rushed together in one breath, but before I could lean behind you to see if I had reopened the wound on your head, you had taken hold of both of my arms, effectively seizing my attention. ‘Don’t stop, please. I…trust me, I like it rough. You can’t do anything to me that I won’t enjoy, as long as you Please don’t stop…’ Your words were like a fevered confession whispered between us, but before I could fully finish processing what you had said your lips were pressed against mine, this time much more forcefully. Your hands branded me, igniting a fire in me as they seemed to touch everywhere at once, masterfully coaxing reactions from my body. When your hands grabbbed mine and pushed them. This girl was wasting Emma'stime."I'm sorry you're having a bad day, but I really need to speak to myfather. To Derek Ross." She said this in a tone which implied she wastalking to an imbecile."I am your father!" the girl said.Emma looked at her for a few moments. Then she stood up. "Look, I don'tknow what sort of game you're playing but I don't think it's veryfunny. Tell me where Dad is. Now." Emma was looking at Mandy with acertain menace."Emma, I'm your father. I've somehow been changed into a woman. I'm a--a girl." Mandy was speaking in a trembling voice."I said it's not funny." Emma was sounding angry.Mandy was looking around wildly, trying to think how she could persuadeEmma to believe her."Listen, when you were four you had a doll named Jemima. She was nearlybald because you cut off her hair really close but you never let us getrid of her. We had a cat called Sylvester because he was black andwhite. He died when you were sixteen. You went to St Paul's Girl'sSchool, which was.
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