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as in an action against somebody she rolled on top of me, you know. she didn't want to, i mean, she did... but she knew. she was a monolith of denial, and she only moved quickly to leave. we shouldn't fuck. i mean, fuck, as in an action against somebody. it's not always the same as making love without love. it can be a weapon, the body. it wrecks more delicate parts.