And Relena remembered the first time (she didn’t even turn): she just checked from the mirror the entrance ticket. And from the mirror they had exchanged screwing agreement (Relena had cunning eyes, when she was young. Upward slanting, smiling by birth and profession). She grabbed the towel rack shaking her bottom (a pair of cheeks jutting out like breasts, and seeming to have a life of their own, the way they moved).
-Try not to get the wrong hole – she had pleaded – I have hemorrhoids that hurt. And bleed, if I touch them.
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