The Trip Pt. 01: Settling In

Chapter 1: 2017

There he lay awake, his heart palpitating as he hyperventilated like the world was running out of air. His body manifested vibrations, giving Arctic shivers that he had never experienced before.

The dark room was solely illuminated by the glimmer of his phone's light. Why did he inquire further and entrench this wound deeper into his heart?

Eventually he recomposed himself to a somewhat collected state of mind again. His shaking fingers tapped the screen. Struggling to type a single word without fumbling. Asking for details couldn't be more hurtful nor traumatising. This unwarranted journey of self-discovery unleashed a pain which he is still yet to heal from.

She never understood what he went through that night, if anything, she found it peculiar. All the way to her grave, she never discovered what she awakened within him that night.

Peter continued living with a mental limp he couldn't shake off. He got his degree, a typical office job and began a normal life, never addressing this night again.

Chapter 2: Morning of Day 1 (2024)

Evelyn shut the boot of the car with a thud and sat passenger side before her boyfriend drove off. "It'll be nice to get away from the city and more importantly, the office," she said to her boyfriend behind the wheel.

They had been dating for just shy of three years and living together for two. Evelyn was a cheerful person who always tried to see the best in everything and everyone. Peter had a much more cynical worldview, or in his eyes, a more realistic outlook.

Evelyn had met Peter at work when he bumped into her in the corridor and was immensely drawn to her. The typically risk-averse Peter decided to seize this possibly one-time chance encounter and struck up a conversation, the rest is history. However, things had started to slow down lately and they both saw the vulnerable commitment of a long-term relationship take root.

They were headed to a lodge in the West Coast with their friends Aurelia and James. It was late July and they were all lucky to get the same time off, wanting to get their minds off work and enjoy the summer heat in the country, getting away from the urban jungle they all hail from.

Leaving the city behind, he carefully merged onto the dual carriageway.

"Could you go over the plan one more time? We chopped and changed it so many times, I kinda got lost amongst it all," asked Evelyn.

"If traffic is light, we should arrive at about three. James won't arrive until a few hours later since Aurelia got called into work last minute to finish off some paperwork. You'd lose your head if it wasn't screwed on."

"Geez, I ask one question and get a whole lecture,"

They teased each other back and forth for a while to pass the time. The carriageway had pastures of sheep on the left, on their right were steep hills dotted with trees. If you looked closely, you could even see a tower castle enshrouded within some foliage atop the hill. All that was left of it was a stone cylindrical mast which stood erect next to a ruinous cottage it was adjoined with.

Evelyn remarked, "Must have been real tiring to always have to climb back up there to get to and from work. Bet the servants hated it back in the day."

"Actually, no one's ever lived there. It's just a folly," Peter replied.

"A folly?"

"Architecture built for decorative purpose rather than function. It's the old-fashioned way of flaunting obscene wealth, kinda like how people these days buy expensive designer brands and sports cars," said Peter once again lecturing her.

"What a waste of money, at least it looks pretty. I wish we had that kind of disposable income."

"People quite approved of them back in the day, they created lots of jobs in the area when it was built and then they'd leave a fund after death for hiring maintenance workers."

"I guess when you put it that way it's alright. At least they spent the money on something everyone could enjoy," said Evelyn.

"Funny thing is, if you ever actually go up to see the tower, it's full of anti-suicide messages. Since it's such an accessible cliff it's become somewhat of a suicide hotspot. A couple decades ago there was unfortunately a murder-suicide by a mother and her children."

"Way to kill the vibe, you loser."

The drive continued in a mutually comfortable silence as they took in the sights and nature of the country. Spotting deer, pheasants, a quantity of sheep which would please a Welshman and a majestic crane by a body of water.

Departing the carriageway, the car went on to tread the Military Road. This was one of many military roads paved in the eighteenth century to make the army more mobile to quell the rebellions in the country.

The road was full of Glens which reached the skies and went as distant as the eye could see. The desolate road felt like trespassing within nature and the gods had given them the grace to pass through. They passed the ski centre, the only other evidence of man's impact on the world in this region besides the road. Just over half of the journey was behind them. There weren't any main roads remaining enroute, it was all backroads so Peter focussed on driving for the remainder of the uneventful journey.

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A wooden sign with the words 'Dunross' indicated to the travellers where they had to turn off. He pulled into the dirt road as the immediate smell of lush petrichor permeated within the car. They passed by a few lodges, each of them unique rather than the mass-produced kind most lodge resorts hastily put out.

The lodge that they decided on was The Stag, a cosy two-story cottage made of planks of wood, resembling a snowy mountain cabin. Peter pulled into the gravel driveway on the right side of the lodge and parked his car. As he got out, the fresh air attacked his lungs. Being a city dweller made this untainted air foreign to him.

The lodge manager was waiting inside for their arrival. She was an older woman named Ann. A retired retail worker who stayed in the graces of a loyal customer who let her manage his small kingdom of lodges since Ann's health was deteriorating and the unremorseful retail conglomerate offered no sympathy to her.

She was a sweet and professional lady who told Peter and Evelyn the lodge rules. Both of them, slightly weary from the drive, tuned out whilst Ann explained the rules and hoped there wasn't anything abnormal about them. The keys were handed over and Ann left.

"Don't know about you but I'm up for a nap," said Evelyn.

"Good idea, let's get our stuff sorted then we can nap until James gets here."

They returned to the car, opened the boot and took out their sole suitcase. Upon carrying it upstairs, he realised that they had to either decide on a bedroom or wait for the others to arrive and negotiate. As he inspected the two rooms, Peter breathed a sigh of relief. The two rooms were practically identical.

Both rooms were dominated by a bed in the middle with a nightstand on each side. A desk and chair in the corner. They were themed wood and white, conveying a sense of cleanliness and cosiness. Peter found it rather cliché but couldn't deny the inoffensiveness of the décor.

"Damn! This is real nice. This is even better than that lodge we went to with my parents, where we kept finding mice," said Evelyn, startling Peter who was so lost in thought that he didn't hear her coming upstairs.

"What the fuck, you spooked me!"

"Not my fault you got lost in your thoughts again you silly goose!" Evelyn inspected the rooms with glee and was relieved to not have to fight other who gets what room. She then inquisitively asked Peter, "Do you really not notice any differences between the rooms?

"No?" Peter replied.

"Our room has a double bed. You gave them the bigger bed, theirs is a king size."

Peter chortled, "I didn't notice that but if everything James says about his crazy side is true, they'll definitely be needing it."

"Oh? Do tell." said Evelyn, making Peter fluster as it dawned upon him that he hadn't revealed that side of James to Evelyn yet.

She didn't let curiosity get the best of her and started to unpack. Placing their clothes in their respective night stands, as always, Evelyn took the one on the right, not giving Peter a choice in the matter. She put the important items: condoms and unscented lubricant, in his top drawer for easy access.

"Oooh this is new!" said Peter holding up a black lingerie set, letting his mind go wild.

"That was meant to be a surprise! You're such a perv going through my underwear!" said Evelyn.

"How about putting it on under your clothes? It'll still be a nice surprise later even though I doubt it'll be on long," suggested Peter. Evelyn responded with a sinister smirk which neither affirmed or denied that she would heed his suggestion.

Before lying down for their nap, Peter texted Aurelia to let them know that they'd arrived and left the door unlocked for them.

Chapter 3: Afternoon of Day 1

A white Audi cruised along the motorway, passing by a derelict tower on the right. They took no notice of it. The driver was too preoccupied overtaking the other cars, whilst his partner beside him was doing her last-minute touch ups.

The free-spirited Aurelia was brushing her dark brunette hair when her phone dinged, "They've just arrived and are taking a nap. Peter left the door unlocked so we can just head in when we get there."

"Ha! Think that's just code for shagging? My boy Peter really thinks we wouldn't catch onto that one," said James cheekily.

James is an upbeat man with a knack for making people feel at ease and being a solid homie to his mates. His laidback take on life was an instant synergy with the easy-going Aurelia, whom he met at a party, hosted by non-other than our boy Peter. Confident, competitive, outgoing and friendly are just some of the words used to describe their extensive list of mutual qualities.

"What kind of exciting activities do you reckon Peter has planned out for us honey?" asked James.              

"Knowing that geek? Museums, wine tastings and bacchanalian orgies for a start."

"Baka-what?" enquired James not catching onto the joke which the mythological adjective was attached to.

Aurelia rolled her eyes and said, "Nothing's set in stone yet; we'll take each day as it comes. There's not much to do in Dunross, so we'll probably just do day trips and then get rat-arsed in the evenings."

"Sounds like a good time to me," said James, knowing if he complained Aurelia would give him an earful for not participating enough in the planning.

Aurelia replied, "Yup. It's been a good while since we all had a holiday together. Curious how this one'll go since it's the first time Glenn and Laura couldn't make it. What a shame, eh? You won't have anyone to talk about brewing IPAs with!"

"Rubbing salt in the wound, darling. Ah well, doesn't matter, Peter and I go way back. I am curious how it'll go without Glenn and Laura though."

"I was wondering about that too actually." There was a split second of hesitation until Aurelia finished, "As much as I love hanging out with them, I've always kind of got the vibe they're... uh..."

James took the initiative, "Holding us back?"

"Yeah."

"I know what you mean. They're nice people but it's like the party doesn't start until they head out."

Aurelia eagerly agreed, "Exactly! Not going to lie, I've been pretty excited for this one. Been wondering how it'll play out."

"Well, lots of booze for a start! Might just be like old times when me and Peter got smashed every weekend."

"I still can't imagine that."

"What?" enquired James.

"Peter being a party animal," Aurelia giggled, "Always took him as the dorky type."

"You're not wrong, he is a dork. But! He does have a bit of a wilder side, you must've heard from Laura, right?"

"I've not actually."

The GPS directed them to take the next left, the big sign saying 'Dunross' reassured them it was the right exit. "Now we just need to look for a lodge called The Stag, should be a wooden cabin looking thing," instructed Aurelia. Without issue, they found the lodge and James pulled into the quaint cobble driveway.

Aurelia shut the car door with a muffled thud. The two took in the scenery as they approached the lodge. James opened the door and as they entered the homely foyer, James looked at his girlfriend and placed a finger to his lips hiding a mischievous grin. Aurelia was initially confused but that was quickly interrupted by the sound of wooden creaking from above.

"I told you they were shagging!" said James, not only to prove he was right but to hopefully alert the others to their presence.

Aurelia responded with a giggle saying, "I can't wait to make Peter all flustered about this. I think we'll discover a new shade of red!"

"Maybe they'll even name a tomato after him," replied James.

The foyer lead into an open plan living room with a dining table on the left and behind it, a corner sofa facing the television in the back-left corner. At the top-right was a kitchen, nestled between the television and the kitchen section were glass sliding doors leading directly outside. They stood in front of the foyer exit and to their right her highness Evelyn stood angelically at the top of the stairs, looking down at them like the peasants they are.

"Hello sunshine! Sorry to interrupt you with our arrival," said Aurelia.

An Evelyn with dishevelled hair replied, "It's good to see you two. Hope your journey was alright. Please tell me you only just arrived."

"Don't worry, we're just through the door. We'll get our stuff from the car, settle in and we can start arranging things in say half an hour?" asked Aurelia.

"Sounds good to me. Peter's just got in the shower so that'll match up nicely."

James reappeared through the door carrying a crate of beer like a new born and placed it delicately in its cradle in the kitchen. Aurelia then grabbed their contribution of the food and put it in the fridge and pantry before retiring to their bedroom.

They took a forty-minute nap, but the gruelling drive knocked that into an hour and a half. It was six by the time they descended down the stairs. "Good to see y'all! Hope the drive went smooth," greeted Peter to the new arrivals.

"Petey boy! Good to see you bro. Aye, the journey went smooth as expected. Would've been here sooner if someone didn't leave their packing 'til last minute," said James in a teasing cadence.

Aurelia replied with an eye roll and said, "Have you all had scran? I'm rather peckish myself to be honest."

"That's a good idea, I could definitely eat! I'm still a bit groggy after the drive, maybe we could head to the restaurant next to the activity centre for some food?" said Evelyn authoritatively making it clear the answer was predetermined.

Everyone agreed and they started heading out to the restaurant. The two ladies lead the way, catching up as they walked. Peter and James straddled behind out of their earshot.

"So how was your shag mate? We heard some creaking when we came in."

"Goddamn your hybrid!" teased Peter back, "How much did you overhear?"

"Not much, as soon as we came in, we made our presence known, why? Were you wanting to be voyeur you perv?"

A slightly flustered Peter said "Of course not dude, you weirdo!"

Chapter 4: Evening of Day 1

"Hey guys the restaurant is just over there!" shouted Evelyn.

In front of the group, was a red brick Jacobean mansion. It loomed over them, not only vertically, the architectural marvel sprawled further than their eyes could see. Above, within the centre of the mansion stood a square tower, with narrow ornamental turrets on each corner piercing the dark blue skies.

To their right was the restaurant, a Victorian dining room which was a later expansion that hugged the already gargantuan palace. On the exterior it was built of windows on top of windows, with marble white beams keeping them all together.

They entered the conservatory of tourists and a well-mannered and dressed waiter shown them to their seats and went through his spiel. The two couples sat in booths facing each other at the ends of a polished wood table. They read the menu and ordered their drinks, two glasses of red wine and two pints of the local lager.

"Did you manage to get everything sorted at work Aurelia?" asked Evelyn.

"Yeah, one of our new-starts made an input error which nearly got submitted before the quarter finished. Luckily I managed to find it quickly and get everything to balance again before submission."

"That's good to hear! You can't trust these newbies with anything, can you?"

"Oh? Did one of your employees fuck up again James?" asked Evelyn.

As they continued moaning about work, the waiter took their orders and topped up their glasses. Their starters arrived, two portions of bruschetta for James and Evelyn, and soup for the remnants. Evelyn dropped a piece of tomato on her purple cocktail dress's lap. She reached for the napkins in the basket on the other corner of the table by James. James's gaze was incidentally directed right at her cleavage. Distracted by grabbing the napkins, James bore witness to a pleasing black lace lingerie bra under her satin dress which the straps permitted revelation. Evelyn right before resuming her seating position, tilted her eyes left. She caught James admiring the view and he instinctively averted his gaze.

Evelyn assumed a feeling of disgust, but instead, she felt slightly excited that her lingerie was appreciated by more than just her boyfriend. James on the other hand had his excitement quickly overshadowed by embarrassment.

They both continued their meal praying the others were oblivious. Upon finishing their first course, the waiter returned to take their plates and refill their glasses. Aurelia then said, "Hope you all brought your bathing suits. I'm so excited to check out the jacuzzi in the lodge. It's probably what I've been looking forward to most."

"There's a jacuzzi!?" said James and Evelyn almost simultaneously, leaving little to the imagination of who did the organising amongst the couples.

"Yes darling, I packed yours so no need to worry. Are you still going to whine about me holding you up now?" mocked Aurelia.

Evelyn's cheeks began to blush as she drank her third glass of wine. As she drank more, she couldn't keep her mind from wandering about the pleasure she got out of her little accident earlier. She got sent back to reality by the waiter bringing their main courses. A medium-rare steak was placed in front of James. Aurelia decided to be adventurous and ordered Cullen skink, the smell of fish drifted into everyone's personal space. In front of Peter, was a well-presented serving of haggis, neeps and tatties. As for Evelyn, she had smoked salmon with a side of roasted asparagus and potatoes.

They were all feeling a little buzz after finishing their third round and had another refill. Aurelia with her liquid courage decided to toe the line saying, "You know, when we arrived, we heard some strange noises in the lodge. I hope it wasn't mice or something worse which we heard."

"This is why hybrids should be illegal!" shouted Peter which resulted in an uproar of laughter from the other couple.

Evelyn added, "You guys are just jealous we got there first and had the opportunity!"

"We would've done the same if we were first, but this is your punishment for getting some," teased James.

Aurelia then gently elbowed her darling, "Hey, they don't need to know that!" which Evelyn rebutted by saying, "If you heard us fucking, at least give us something to make it even!"

"Are you saying that you want to hear us having sex, Evelyn?" joked James in response.

There was a beat of awkward silence.

Followed by laughter shared by everyone. "Was scared I made it weird for a moment there!" said James.

"How prudish do you think we are dude?" teased Peter back. They stopped bickering as they all realised their food wouldn't stay warm much longer if they continued on like this.

They finished their mains, the waiter cleared their plates and offered another refill. "How about we do some shots!" said Evelyn with a predefined answer. "Four Jager bombs please," she requested to the waiter.

After taking the shots, Aurelia said, "So back to the previous topic at hand," Peter and Evelyn looked at each other, "Were you guys hoping to be caught? There is no way you didn't realise we could've arrived any moment."

The rosy cheeked Evelyn giggled. "If you're trying to make me fluster, you're going to have to try harder than that. Sometimes the thrill of possibly being caught makes it all the more exciting."

"I know exactly what you mean. You guys ever tried it in a car? Your body will ache after but the danger is rather thrilling," replied James.

"I'd definitely recommend it! Just park somewhere quiet and get on top of him. That may or may not be why we took so long bringing the drinks last time we were away."

"We knew," Peter stated, "your faces were so flushed and you kept looking over at each other and smiling." The couple realised they weren't as sly as previously thought.

The waiter brought them over two servings of sticky toffee pudding with vanilla ice cream and placed them afront of Peter and Aurelia. James and Evelyn both had the restaurant's specialty pineapple upside down cake with a side of custard.

"We'll probably hit the hay after this, we're quite tired after the drive and haven't had a head start on sleep like you guys. If you managed to get any sleep at all during your nap," said James with a mocking tone on the last word.

"You guys are having a field day with this. We'll make sure to get some revenge before the end of the trip!"

"Oh I'm so scared of what the big scary Evelyn is brewing!" he teased back.

They proceeded to eat their desserts. Evelyn placed an overly generous serving of pineapple and custard on her spoon and a large chunk of it toppled over onto her lap again. "Silly me, I shouldn't have ordered those shots, I'm spilling food everywhere tonight."

Once again, Evelyn leaned over for a napkin. Taking her time as she grabbed some. James appeared to be preoccupied with his dessert, however he raised his eyes inconspicuously to catch another glance. He always thought of her as quite attractive, yet the lingerie ignited a more carnal interest. Her breasts were larger than he previously thought now that he could stare at them more passionately. They'd pop out if the bra was even just slightly smaller. He returned his gaze, but his eyes caught Evelyn's and she was holding a cheeky grin.

Evelyn wiped the spillage off her lap and they all finished their desserts. They flagged down the waiter to pay and left the restaurant. Guided by the full moon's radiance, they made their way back, the crisp country air sobering them up slightly. They returned to their temporary abode, looking even cosier in the moonlight.

"Today was lovely. I'm tired so we're going to catch some sleep. What time you going to be up at roughly?" asked Aurelia.

Evelyn replied, "Would like a cheeky lie-in since we're on holiday, say would ten be okay with you?"

"Yeah, that works splendid! We'll catch you then and we can plan some activities over breakfast," affirmed Aurelia. The two then went upstairs for the night, leaving Peter and Evelyn downstairs.

"I left my phone charger in the car, could you be a dear and go get it?" asked Evelyn.

"Okay. Be right back sweetheart."

Peter made his way to the car, the moon providing just enough illumination for him to not use a torch, but it was still dark enough that he had to squint his eyes. He unlocked the car, opened the passenger door and got in. The glove compartment was messy since Evelyn kept rummaging through it. He searched and searched for the charger but couldn't find it. Even turning his phone's torch on to aid him.

After a while of unfruitful labour, the passenger side door opened. Peter looked at this mysterious guest and it was Evelyn wearing only a long baggy t-shirt. Whilst leaning towards him she placed her lips on his and kissed him.

She got into the seat, straddling her boyfriend as they exchanged saliva. Peter placed his hand on her thigh and caressed it, then slowly moved his hand up. He quickly realised that she wasn't wearing panties and all that was under her top was the lace bra.

"Have you been wearing this all night?"

Evelyn let out a little giggle "I feel so naughty, I caught James glancing a few times when I reached over."

"I'd say I can't blame him but I'll be judge of that soon," said Peter as he took her t-shirt off with his hands like an animal, "Holy shit you look so fucking hot in this. No wonder he couldn't kee-."

Evelyn shut him up with a deep kiss. Peter used his fingers to please her as she unzipped his trousers. She felt how stiff his cock was and shimmied it out of his underwear, she was ready too as Peter took his dripping fingers out.

She unveiled the condom from its wrapper, "So that's what you were up to while I was searching for your 'charger,'" she put it on his stiff rod and tugged it down. She then shifted her body upwards and thrust downwards, engulfing his cock inside of her.

"God this angle is fucking unreal," Evelyn whispered into Peter's ear. She drove her hips up and down, taking the dick with no hesitation. The smell of Peter's sweat drove her wild, giving her the insatiable desire to keep twerking on his lap. Peter thrusted at an angle to get deeper within her. The thought of being caught by a passer-by or James rendered Evelyn unable to control herself. Succumbing to the thrill, she doubted she'd be able to stop if someone came near.

What made Evelyn climax was not the culmination of the thrusting, but when Peter moved his hands from guiding her thighs to her breasts. Filling his hands with them and squeezing them, reaching the boiling point which sent Evelyn into an orgasm. As Evelyn came, her hands wrapped around him tightened, she breathed heavily right in his ear and her pussy clenched his cock, giving him the grip needed to speed up his finish.

They embraced, but only for a short while. "That was fucking amazing, we better get back inside before someone catches us," said Evelyn, suddenly feeling vulnerable in her near nudity.

"Good idea sweetie," replied Peter, giving her one last kiss for the road.

Their stealthy return went without sight from the others. They were both tired so they cleaned themselves with wet wipes, got into their nightwear and brushed their teeth before heading into the bed for a snuggle. Peter spooned her from behind, the lamp on the nightstand shined through her sleek raven hair. He never told her how much pleasure he got through the caress of his hands under her stomach, the floral shampoo smell of her hair or the homely comfort he got from her body's warmth. Now was his moment to declare the vulnerability of his attachment.

He confessed into her ear, gently, saying "I adore you so much. You have no idea how much you mean to me sweetheart."

Evelyn turned around, facing him. Her warm brown eyes looked longingly into his as her lips formed a heartfelt smile. "I love you so much too, babe. I'm so glad we were able to go on this trip together. Even if we were stuck in Fife, I'd still be happy just as long as you're at my side." She followed with a peck on his lips then said, "You know, I really appreciate how open you were to my advances earlier."

Peter without hesitation said "That was so sexy babe, I think it's quite possibly one of the best, if not is the best we've had. We created an unforgettable moment tonight."

"I know most guys don't like it when a girl takes control. I just feel like I won the lottery with you," to which Peter replied, "Me too."

He then segued by saying, "You know how earlier you said that James kept glancing at you?"

"Yeah, he just couldn't keep his eyes off of me, that pervert."

"In a weird way, that kind of got me going,"

"Oh yeah?"

"The thought that you were ogled by him all night and craved, but then you came home and fucked me like crazy."

"You liked that did you? Let me tell you a little secret then," Evelyn whispered teasingly into his ear, "At dinner, when I dropped my food the second time, I deliberately took my time getting the napkin. After the first time, I just loved making him squeal. So, I wanted to punish him for constantly teasing us about our little escapade earlier."

Peter chuckled and said "Wasn't it Aurelia who brought it up?"

"One and the same," she quipped back. "Are you getting excited again?" she said as she rubbed his stiff cock through his boxers, "I'm afraid I'm all used up tonight, darling. Looks like you're really enjoying the thrill of another man lusting over me."

"I had-," Peter stammered, the conflicted feelings brewed within creating emotional responses he couldn't decipher himself as of yet. "I had no idea you were such a minx. Seems you got excited by it too."

Evelyn held her cheeky grin, "If you're uncomfortable with it, I'll never do it again. You really mean everything to me and I really don't want to fuck this up, so please just tell me if I crossed a line."

"Darling, don't worry, I'll let you know if you ever cross a line. This is definitely bringing out a new side of us and I think we could dip our toes in and see where it leads. Maybe tomorrow we could take things a wee bit further. What do you think?" Peter asked.

"What about Aurelia?"

"What about her?"

"I feel bad teasing James knowing that she's getting nothing in return."

"Don't worry about her, from what James has told me, they're not exactly amateurs in the bedroom. Why do you think I conceded them the larger room?"

Evelyn snickered, "I was wondering what you were implying earlier but didn't want to push it. You know, the bro code and all that shit."

To which Peter replied with a mocking smile saying "Oh aye, you know me. The fuckboy Peter."

The couple were hit by a delirium of tiresomeness and embraced each other until they both nodded off into their sanctuaried slumber. As Evelyn slept, she would toss and turn and often find herself waking up in the most unusual positions. This time it was Peter. Woken up by frenzied panting, bodily tremoring, the scent of sweat. Evelyn reflectively shook her partner up, helping him escape the torment he unconsciously mustered.

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Part Two out soon!