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8.16.2005

I dashed home, eager to jerk off some more, and the next day there were such dark rings around my eyes that Simone, after perring at ne for a while, buried her head un my shoulder and said earnestly: "I don't want you to jerk off anymore without me."

from The Story of the Eye by Georges Bataille

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