The same pale white buttocks, the same freckles in the same unchanging patterns on her collarbone that all of her mother’s potions had never been able to erase. She threw the bags of marijuana and a tiny bag of white powder he had in the sewer, unfortunately they were his only worldly possessions. He lowered her neck before her, and she noticed a bizarre urge to bite him rising from her mind like an itch. "He's here.
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