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Before he got bitten, Brandon was just a normal, weedy kid. Now I’m no virgin, but I’m also not an expert, if you know what I mean. XXX “Brandon!?” she shrieked. I opened the door slightly, and almost gagged at the smell that met me. I’d masturbated before, of course, but it had been more of a special occasion kind of thing—once a week, when I had a long bath, or if I was reading a particularly hot book. * * *
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