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He slides into bed
beside her.
She hasn't been drinking;
To the eyes of anyone else she would appear clumsy
Her brain filled with pot
her bones filled with Ecstasy,
But to the two of them she moves like liquid,
like ether.
She slides down smoothly like a cock ring.
He bites a lot,
choosing violence over an inadequate tenderness.