Slowly It Is Drained

Slowly it is drained from her. The hate. The jealousy. The frustration.

Yes, she has lost. Yes, she was defeated at the hands of her rival. But as her victorious enemy licks – as she nibbles – as she strokes the loser’s sex, all grudges that led her to this battle begin to fade from obsession to memory, and all the burning fires that led her to despise: dim.

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