The Test Drive

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    [This is the next chapter in "The Swap." Chapter 1 is entitled "Reunion."]

    When Xavier came out of his office, he could feel his face smiling and his dick hardening at the sight of Lincoln wandering around the showroom. Lincoln turned and smiled back at him. Neither man imagined the other had been furiously jacking off only moments before; each thought the other innocent, simply happy to be here, Lincoln for the car ride and Xavier for the sale.

    The car was spotless and Xavier thought not for the first time that Sid was a genius. How he cleaned up these test cars was a mystery.

    The two men chatted on the way to the private road - about their jobs, their hobbies, their lives. It was an effort for Xavier to keep things light, but he didn't want to scare Lincoln by blurting out something inappropriate, like "I'm dying to suck your cock." He couldn't have known that Lincoln had been thinking of Xavier while masturbating -- and getting off on it! Is it irony or a devious plan that Xavier's lightheartedness was making Lincoln think that perhaps the attraction was one-sided?

    At the test roadway, Xavier got out of the car and became acutely aware of his stiffened cock. He had to move it slightly to make himself comfortable. He hadn't even realized how hard he'd gotten, so caught up in chatting had he been. Lincoln watched as Xav moved clumsily to the gate to unlock it, then to a box to flick on the lighting the company had installed. As Xavier climbed back into the car, Lincoln thought he saw a prominent bulge in Xav's pants. He didn't know what to think. There could be a million explanations and Lincoln didn't want to embarrass them both by asking a stupid question like, "Are you hot for me?" Even thinking that thought shocked and excited him, but Lincoln forced himself to concentrate on enjoying the drive.

    Xavier buckled himself back in, then turned to Lincoln and genuinely smiled his most dazzling smile. "Are you ready? Let's go!"

    It was easy to focus on the thrill of the ride. When they'd been around the course a couple of times, Lincoln stopped the car near the entrance to the course and felt around for the reclining seat controls. His dick was throbbing in his pants and he needed to lay back and breathe for a moment. Xavier had a sudden flashback to "Dark Man," but pushed the ugly memory away, as he reclined his seat back as well and unbuttoned his jacket. Lincoln glanced at Xavier's crotch. There was no doubt: he had an erection.

    "You still get excited driving this course? You must have been here hundreds of times," Simply by acknowledging Xavier's boner, Lincoln had made the first move and Xavier felt his cock ooze a little precum.

    Xavier thought quickly. Should he say it's about the man rather than the ride, or will that be too forward? He turned and looked Lincoln in the eyes. His dick pulsated and he longed to reach out and stroke Lincoln's face and run his hand the length of his body. But he doesn't dare risk rejection. The longer he waited to say something, the thicker the tension became. Finally, he said, "Yes. It's like performing onstage. The thrill is always there, but some crowds are better than others. When was the last time you went to a concert?"
    "I've never been to one."
    "You're kidding!"
    "No."
    "My band has a gig this weekend. Would you like to come? You and Kate would have front row seats. I know Anne would love the company."
    Lincoln didn't hesitate. "Yes. I'd love to."

    ***

    When they returned to the dealership, Lincoln made it clear he was very interested in buying a car. However, instead of taking out paperwork and pumping Lincoln for details, Xavier went to a cabinet and removed a thick envelope bearing the company's logo, which he handed to Lincoln.

    Xavier had discovered the most effective sales tool consisted of essentially sending the customer home without having him sign or purchase anything. Rather than end up canceling because they'd felt pressured, customers found their desire to own the car increased. Once they'd had a chance to peruse the brochures of all the models in their desired style, they prepared the paperwork for themselves at their leisure and with all their necessary personal documents and account numbers to hand. On average more people chose more additional modifications and add-on features that suited their needs and desires, than when he'd attempted to push those same items on them in the course of wrapping up the sale after the first test drive.

    Of course, some customers returned for additional test drives on different models. But overall, Xavier's revolutionary sales technique had resulted in more sales for the dealership than haranguing or browbeating had ever produced. Xavier's sales skyrocketed, not least because the happy customers recommended him to others.

    "Take this home, read it over at your convenience, Lincoln. Discuss it with your wife. Make sure you're happy with the model you test-drove. You can always return and take a different model out for a ride. Once you've decided which model you'd like, we can talk about modifications and upgrades and so on."

    Lincoln was surprised that he wasn't being given the hard sell. When Xavier handed him his business card, Lincoln noticed it included Xavier's cell and home numbers. Lincoln extracted one of his own cards, and scribbled his home phone number on the back.

    They shook hands. Xavier said, "Anne or I will call you later in the week about the concert. Where, when and so on. Usually we have an after-gig party at our house and I hope you & your wife will join us for that as well."

    After Lincoln left, Xavier prepared to head for home. As he'd done every workday for the past 18 months, he went to the hidden niche behind his desk. It was a safe built into the brick wall, which was opened by applying pressure to a specific set of bricks that formed a door. Inside the niche sat a DVD recorder/player. He removed the disk, tucked it into his inside pocket and popped a fresh disk into the machine, ready for the next day.
     
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    As Xavier drove home, he played over the events of the day and teased himself with plans for the after-concert party on the weekend. He refused to torture himself with thoughts of Lincoln rejecting him. He'd seen the wedding ring; hell, he wore a band of gold himself. That wasn't the point. but he wasn't in the mood to reason with himself. Xavier was certain he would succeed, if he put his mind to seducing this gorgeous man whom he’d loved for so long. He wasn't even thinking that the affair might break up their marriages. Why should it? His own wife Anne knew about the men -- well, some of them, at least. Xavier hadn't thought it necessary to tell her every single time he sucked somebody's cock. At this point, Xavier felt confident there was no need to wonder if anything were going to lead anywhere.

    Xavier also felt confident that Lincoln would not turn out to be evil underneath his gorgeous exterior. Events would not unfold as they had the last time Xav had been aroused by a customer at work. Damn! He didn't want to think about Dark Man. He struggled not to think about him. He wanted to reflect on Lincoln, and what the future had in store. But the images and recollections, which hadn't even surfaced once since that day, refused to be tamped down. He realized it could be due in part to not having been with a man for 5 months, and then having Lincoln appear. The moment he'd seen Lincoln, something more than just a boner had sprung to life. Xavier needed to make love to the man, risking that the emotional feelings would not be reciprocated. But before he could enjoy the fantasies of what might happen, Xavier's subconscious was bursting with the awful events of the last time he'd been with a man.

    Xavier resisted, telling himself that now was not the time. But try as he might, his subconscious mind would not cooperate with his conscious mind. Even the traffic wasn't cooperating. There appeared to be an accident or something on the highway, and traffic was crawling along at a time of day when it usually moved swiftly. He gave in to himself and allowed himself to recall that evening, five months ago…

    * * *

    He recalled everything from the moment a proverbial tall, dark and handsome customer had appeared on the lot. Dark-haired, dark-eyed, clean-shaven and movie-star handsome, this man had either known about the sex appeal of fast cars, or had just been very aroused by the sight of the star salesman, blue-eyed, 6’, slim yet muscular, taut and lean Xavier, who sported a noticeable package in his crotch even while wearing loose-fitting pants. The thought occurs, now, that he may have somehow learned of Xavier's proclivities.

    Dark Man (as Xavier now thought of him, having blotted out the man's name despite his purchase of a top of the line vehicle) made his intentions known to Xavier moments after entering the showroom. He caught Xav's eye far more often than was necessary. He found a myriad of reasons to come into contact with innocent parts of Xavier’s body: a hand on his elbow, on his shoulder, at the small of his back.

    Xavier's cock was twitching. He hadn't been with a man for a month and he didn't want to ruin the power of his memory stimuli by over-using it. He was hungry for cock. At some point during a discussion about the power of the engine in the SL500, Dark Man had casually turned his back to the rest of the showroom, casually unbuttoned his overcoat and casually pushed his hands into his pants pockets. When Xavier, trying to be just as casual, had glanced down, his body shuddered. There was no mistaking it - the man boasted an enormous bulge in his pants. He was at least as long as Xavier, and a lot thicker. Anyone would have been forgiven for thinking Dark Man was showing a full erection. Dark Man wanted to be certain of Xavier’s interest, before proceeding further. The lightning response from Xavier’s dick gave him all the answer he thought he needed; Xav's pants tented, filling rapidly with his stiffening cock. His eyes glazed over and he had to be quick with his tongue to capture the drool. When Xavier's voice croaked as he tried to speak, Dark Man was sure he had found someone with whom he was going to enjoy himself very, very much.

    Why Xavier had practically gone into shock, as much at the thickness of the bulge as at its length, is anyone's guess. It's not like he hadn't seen erections before. Perhaps it was the brazen way in which Dark Man was displayed himself, in the relatively public showroom, and not waiting until the privacy of the car. He judged the penis to be about 9 inches long, but it seemed to measure about 4” across. God only knew what the actual circumference was. It seemed thicker than his wrist. Thoughts of sucking that immense cock, of feeling its silkiness rubbing all over his own cock, of having it cum in his mouth and all over his body, aroused him immeasurably. Xavier never once considered that this penis might be only partially erect. The outline seemed to be that of a fully erect penis, and all Xavier understood was that this man was displaying his enormous cock for Xav's benefit. Xavier's own dick pulsed and throbbed. He felt the first drop of precum ooze from his slit. He couldn't wait to fill his mouth.

    Truth be told, Xavier had been aroused from the moment the man had strode across the lot and entered the showroom. His semi-had continued to grow with the first moment of eye-contact. Now that he'd seen a bulge to rival his own, he was on the road to total ruin. Dark Man started finding reasons to bestow a plethora of “less-than-accidental” caresses upon less than innocent parts of his body. Having revealed a little of himself to Xavier, and received the response he’d hoped for, the caresses became more direct. He was already pouring sultry murmurings into Xavier’s ear in the form of simple questions about cars and delivery and financing, but then his sexy voice began using terms like "guzzler" and "suck" and "throbbing" whose meanings left little to the imagination. Every syllable increased Xavier's delirious pleasure and anticipation. He didn’t even know whether his answers made any sense.

    As his desire mounted, so too did the quantity of pre-cum his body was producing. It had started as a small drip, and was now soaking through the pants of his suit. Barely visible to the naked eye, it was completely noticeable to the naked hand. The first time Dark Man’s hand grazed Xavier’s groin, the wet spot where the tip of Xav's cock was trapped against the fabric had been the size of a quarter. By the fourth pass of the stranger's hand, the wet spot had doubled in size. This motivated Dark Man to keep up the barrage: growl, graze, meaningful stare, pressure of the hand.

    Standing behind a car, shielded from view, Dark Man kept finding ways to glide his hand across Xavier’s now-aching penis, all the while murmuring in his ear, teasing, cajoling, totally mind-fucking him. Each time another spurt of pre-cum soaked the silk. Dark Man's cock engorged and grew and he thought about pulling back his overcoat once more, to allow Xav to observe the changes that had taken place. He decided to hold off. It was clear that just the one viewing of his semi had seared itself into Xavier's brain. Instead, Dark Man found a reason to stand slightly behind Xavier, so that he could rub his thickening and lengthening organ against Xavier's thigh. He placed a hand at the front of Xavier’s pants and was rewarded with the sensation of another dollop of freshly-squeezed precum. Xavier’s breathing was becoming short. Xavier even thought at one point that if Dark Man kept this up, he would cum where he stood, without once stroking his cock. He’d never experienced such an orgasm. The thought made his dick ooze yet another glob of precum. The sodden material rubbed his hard dick every time he moved. The smell of pre-cum was beginning to hang in the air.

    By the time the two men were walking toward the test-drive car, Xavier’s erection was a torpedo straining to tear a hole through his pants. Forced to walk continuously, the precum stain now resembled a pancake dripping with syrup (it was hidden behind his overcoat.) The fabric was beginning to chafe his penis, yet even that discomfort turned him on. The whole experience was feeding on itself, feeding his cock and its desire for release. He was sure he could feel precum dripping in rivulets down his leg, like blood from a wound.

    Turned on? Xavier realized he was just learning the meaning of the term. His every movement aroused him, as the wetted fabric stroked his leaking dick. It was the most intense arousal he’d ever experienced. He couldn’t wait to get to the test drive site.

    In the car, before they’d even driven out of the lot, Dark Man placed a hand on Xavier’s soaked crotch, murmured in the sexiest voice yet that he needed to adjust himself, gazed meaningfully into Xavier’s eyes, and eased back the reclining seat. The pressure of Dark Man’s hand combined with the thought of again seeing Dark Man’s enormous cock, sent Xavier hurtling dangerously close to orgasm. His balls tightened, pulling with difficulty closer to his body.

    Dark Man reveled in the relative comfort. He lay back with eyes closed, and inserted a hand under his overcoat to adjust himself to maximum advantage, which touch made him disgorge a large drop of precum himself. Then, he opened his eyes, fixed his gaze on Xavier and casually drew aside the overcoat.
     
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    Xavier gasped at the fully erect gargantuan cock, straining the seams of the already loosely fitted fine tailored pants. It was much more massive than he remembered. Nothing could have prepared him. Xavier was already so close to the edge that he simply lost control. As his mind processed and delivered images to his consciousness - holding the organ with both hands, and sucking on it, and the sight of the geyser of cum it was sure to produce, his excitement swept him over the precipice. His penis jerked and spasmed and he couldn't have stopped himself even if he'd known it was going to happen. He came hard, blowing a huge load of cum into the cramped quarters of his pants. For the first time ever, he sat in a puddle of his orgasmic juices, trapped in a car, far from home or even his own bathroom at work. He could feel the gooey mess as it dribbled down between his legs, coated his balls, and oozed its way into his ass. When he shifted in his seat, it squished up out of his waistband. He felt humiliated, ashamed and embarrassed, but his most acute desire was to get his hands and mouth on that glorious cock.

    The knowledge that Xavier had cum all over himself just from looking at the outline of his enormous organ gave Dark Man so much pleasure that precum began oozing out of his giant peehole in a steady stream, making a giant wet spot that was almost as large as the one that had taken Xavier an hour to build. When Xavier caught sight of the growing stain forming on Dark Man’s thigh, where the tip of his giant organ rested, Xavier's penis started to harden again. The sea of jizz in which it lay provided a strange yet arousing sensation.

    Once Dark Man's precum process had begun, of course, it didn't stop. He continued to find sources of inspiration. Dark Man had dearly hoped that Xavier would orgasm at the sight of his giant hardon, but one never knew what it would take with some men. It was part of the game – in order to make the other man submit, and be willing to do whatever he demanded, he had to discover which act of abasement would work. If he could induce an orgasm before the man had had a chance to disrobe, it was almost a 100% guarantee that he would have a new willing slave, too humiliated, and too lost to himself, to ever leave him.

    Xavier's penis grew in its sea of goo, as warm as his wife's pussy. With his briefs already soaked from precum, there was nowhere for the fluid to go. The enclosed space of the car was musky with the scent of jism. Xavier’s mind was a jumble of thoughts but most stark of all was his desire to rub his dick all over the other man’s enormous penis, then to suck on the organ and to be covered with his sperm.

    They drove. Xavier did his best to provide directions while Dark Man’s hand kept finding its way to Xavier’s wet lap, teasing the newly hardened, swollen, thoroughly soaked and throbbing flesh through the sodden fabric. Xavier was on his second round of pre-cum. His cock ached for a proper release, his groin was filling again to the point of bursting. His brain had gone to mush – all he could think of was cumming. Sucking and cumming, sucking and cumming. Stroke suck stroke suck stroke. Suck suck cum cum suck gobble cum cum. His desire for cock and male cum was the strongest he had ever known.

    It was after dusk when they arrived at the test drive site. Dark Man drove around, not so much with the intent of one testing the car, but rather of one teasing. He finally stopped the car. Then he instructed Xavier to unzip his fly. The little bit of cum that hadn't been absorbed by fabric spilled out through the opening. Dark Man undid his seat belt, leaned over and probed with his tongue through the unzippered opening. He expertly extracted Xavier’s aching wet dick with his tongue and took him into his mouth, hungrily and easily. He wrapped his long tongue all around the shaft and practically swallowed it whole. Xavier was on the verge of orgasm, when Dark Man withdrew. Xavier's penis swung in the air: hard, purple and excruciatingly close to orgasm. It was the worst indignity yet.

    Dark Man turned to take his own cock out and Xavier's hand flew to stroke his cock. Dark Man barked that Xav remove his hand this instant! Cruel! Also, too late! Xavier had been brought too close to the edge, and only a couple of strokes of his own hand were needed to release his orgasm. He spurted a load of cum that was almost as heavy as the first load. He slumped over, his dick going soft in his hand. He seemed oblivious to the mess on himself and the inside of the car.

    Dark Man wasn't happy about this turn of events. He would have to wait longer for his own fun. He lay back, undid his pants and slid them down enough to allow his enormous boner to spring free. He could have licked his own cock it was so huge. He invited Xavier to pleasure them both, and Xavier was clearly happy to comply. Xav leaned over and began licking the giant head, slurping the precum that was pouring out of it at a steady rate. He ran one hand over the enormous shaft, marveling at its size. How dwarfed his hand was by this organ! And his own dick, which he'd always thought of as large, seemed puny. But in no time at all, his dick was hot to the touch and hardening to full size.

    Dark Man then directed Xavier to exit the car and come around to his side. He instructed him to keep his penis hanging out, but to lower his pants a little so his cock was accessible but not hanging through the zipper. Dark Man wanted Xavier to keep his cum-drenched pants on.

    When Xavier reached the driver's side, Dark Man opened the door and stood, holding his dick firmly yet casually with one hand supporting it from underneath. He was just the right height to rub it into Xavier's crotch, using the sticky goo still clinging to Xavier's thighs and balls as a lubricant. It was as if he were fucking his thighs. Xavier's dick was harder than ever, precum again dripping (and where was it all coming from? He was amazed at his body's capacity to produce the stuff) as his dick stuck out and lay on top of the larger man's steadily pumping organ.

    Xavier was nearing yet another orgasm, when Dark Man suddenly stopped thigh fucking him and maneuvered himself around so he could push Xavier up against the side of the car, Dark Man kissed Xav softly on the mouth, at first, then turned rough, forcing his large tongue in and down his throat. The sudden act startled Xavier and made him gag and gasp for breath. His erection deflated just a little. Xavier could stand the humiliation and shame, but he intensely disliked physical pain. But then Dark Man removed his tongue, and nuzzled at Xavier’s neck and murmured into his ear. The sexiest voice he’d ever heard was growling, “I am rock hard for you, my blond angel. You want to suck me, don’t you?” Xavier nodded. Dark Man pressed Xavier down to his knees, "You want to suck me, taste me, swallow me whole. You’ve never seen such a huge dick, have you?”

    Xavier nodded silently, as he came face to penis with the biggest cock he had ever seen. His mouth was already open wider than it had ever been before. He was desperate to suck, even though it was much too big for comfort. His own tiny cock was somewhat hard again but the flow of pre-cum seemed to have dried up. Xavier had never before thought of himself as having “a tiny cock,” but next to this thing, he felt puny.

    He wanted to fondle and caress himself like he usually did while he sucked the other man’s meat; with this anaconda, he’d need both hands free just to hold it so his mouth could suck, lick and gobble. He estimated 12.5 inches long, possibly 13 and very wide around - perhaps as much as 9 inches. “Like two normal cocks,” he thought. It was simply huge. He tongued the head, lapping the precum. He took the head in his mouth and slurped down a quarter of the way before the gag reflex made him draw back. He was so hungry for the taste of cock that he quickly had a mouthful of saliva, which he allowed to dribble down the enormous shaft, providing a small amount of lubrication for his stroking hands.
     
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    Xavier began wondering how much cum Dark Man would produce and how long it would take to suck him to orgasm, his prick not only hard but once again dripping precum at the thought. He’d heard stories about giant cocks: the ejaculate was like rope strands, thick and copious. He began to relax and enjoy himself again as he hoped he was about to learn if the stories were true.

    Xav's cock swayed with his body movements, and Dark Man kept a close eye on it. The acid test was coming up. Dark Man waited until Xavier was taking a breather from sucking, so he wouldn't accidentally deal his cock an injury. During the breather, Xavier had one hand on his own dick and was reaching with his other hand to stroke Dark Man’s massive balls, when Dark Man suddenly slapped him hard, on the side of his head, leaving an angry red welt. “No. Not yet. Not unless you’re good.” Xavier’s erection deflated – he had absolutely no taste for violence.

    It was then that Dark Man realized that this blond angel would simply not do. Dark Man prided himself on only enslaving those who wanted it - they may have cried at the cruel treatment but their dicks always got harder. Someone who didn't get off on gratuitous violence was going against the strange moral code he had established for himself. He felt certain he knew the answer to his next question, but decided to enjoy the look of apprehension and fear that was sure to sweep across his blond angel's face.

    Dark Man resumed thrusting his huge cock into Xavier’s mouth, stretching his lips and making his jaws ache. Xavier's energy and interest were flagging, despite his general desire for knowledge about Dark Man's orgasmic product. The slap on the head had quite killed the trust that had been developing, as well as the mood. Xavier's hands weren't pumping as vigorously, his tongue was barely engaging: he was simply concentrating on keeping his mouth open wide enough. Dark Man decided he’d had enough of Xavier’s soft ministrations. He grasped the sides of Xavier’s head and grunted, "How about I fuck you in the ass?" Xavier's eyes went wide and his penis actually retracted into his body.

    Xavier had actually become aroused when his own semen had been squishing into his ass, and had even begun to fantasize about "what if?" but the truth was his ass was virginal and before today he'd had zero interest in having so much as a finger stuck inside it. He certainly wasn't ready to have this brute shoving his over-sized monster cock anywhere near there. Tears formed in his eyes, as much from the difficulty of breathing with his mouth stuffed full of cock, as from the fear that this man might overpower and anally rape him.

    Dark Man felt satisfied. Xavier was worth nothing to him now, as a sexual being. He simply wanted to finish. He withdrew from Xavier’s mouth and began stroking himself, one hand supporting his cock near the base of the shaft and the other working near the tip. He instructed Xavier to help, “Lick the top, as if you were trying to insert your tongue into the slit. Suck it every so often.” Xavier complied and although he didn't want it to, his penis shamed him by stiffening once more. He loved sucking dick so much that even in this state he couldn't hide his arousal.

    Dark Man's precum oozed, thick and syrupy, out of his giant dick, and Xavier lapped it up. Dark Man was nearing orgasm. He grasped the sides of Xavier's head and began fucking Xavier's mouth very roughly. It felt like oral rape. The most frightening part was that Dark Man seemed to be enjoying Xavier’s fear, apprehension and pain. Dark Man went rigid, and his penis began to disgorge its messy stuff. Xavier's mouth filled to overflowing with a thick, vile-tasting ejaculate. Dark Man held Xavier in place with one hand and grasped his pulsating organ with the other, spraying thick ropes of cum all over Xavier's face, body and cock, hitting the side of the car, getting some on Xavier's pant legs and shoes and then pumping still more into his mouth. Xavier felt the stuff dribble out of his mouth. He tried not to swallow the horrible stuff, but some got down his throat. It seemed endless, this stream of jizz. Perhaps one day Xavier would be able to isolate this one memory and recall his desire to experience such a cum-soaking, but at the moment, his dick was limp, his pants sticky from the drenching and his ass was still dripping his own semen. He was completely soaked in cum and he was miserable.

    Somehow, Xavier managed not to complain. When he was done, Dark Man quietly put his penis away and took a seat in the back of the car where it was clean and dry. Xavier drove silently back to the lot and didn't even notice which direction Dark Man went in. Xavier left the test car, knowing that he would owe the mechanic a big bonus for cleaning up the mess. He climbed into his car, and raced for home.

    As luck would have it, Anne was downstairs and heard him come in. She quickly got over her shock at seeing her husband in such a state of indignity, and helped him to clean himself up, running a bath for him to soak in, after pushing him into the shower for the initial rinse off. She assured him she herself would see to the cleaning of the silk suit. Later that night, she had listened, her dark eyes sympathetic and expressive, as he poured out the whole story to her. She'd held him when he'd cried, and then made him promise to share his next man with her. And he'd agreed.

    ***
    And then he had stopped looking at men. Five months had gone by. And now here was Lincoln, and Xavier realized that part of the reason his mind made him remember all of this was to recall his promise to Anne. Part of him didn't want to share, but he knew he would have to honor his word. Xavier shook his head to clear out the cobwebs. He was home. He would have to tell Anne about Lincoln.
     
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    Very well written. Dark. Emotional. Wonderful writing style.

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