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By AnonymJoel Crofoot
Give it up to God,” they’d say, or “He won’t give you more than you can handle.” Fuck that. He preferred to just stay here and kill things.
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By AnonymJoel Crofoot
She returned his smile, but her body wasn’t completely satisfied yet. “More?” she asked. He bent to kiss her mouth, then moved to whisper in her ear. “Yes, much more.
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By AnonymJoel Crofoot
The last thing he wanted was to see the bright, shining, happy faces of the other angels up there.
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